"Comrade Bao Yongnian, building a new socialist countryside is the call of the state. Don't you want to build Baojiazhuang into a new socialist countryside?"

Seeing that Zong Weiyang stopped talking, Zhao Changqiang said.

"Yes, of course I want to. To be honest, I dream of building Baojiazhuang into a new socialist countryside, but what I think about is how to build Baozhuang Village into a real new socialist countryside." Bao Yongnian said without hesitation. Said.

"Oh? So according to your understanding, what kind of countryside is the real socialist new countryside?" Zhao Changqiang asked with great interest.He could tell that Bao Yongnian was a very down-to-earth village cadre, so he wanted to hear his opinion.

"Since the county magistrate Zhao asked this question, I will venture to talk about my thoughts. I think that if we want to build a new countryside, we must first let everyone be familiar with political life, let the villagers care about politics, and care about our country. Secondly, village cadres must Do everything possible to increase the economic income of the villagers, gradually improve the living standards of the villagers, and also, must enrich the cultural life of the villagers, so that the spiritual life of the villagers can be enriched. No matter how you say it, in my understanding, if you just plant flowers , plant trees, paint the houses along the street to make the countryside look better on the surface, that is not the real new countryside.”

When he said these words, Bao Yongnian's expression of fear had disappeared, replaced by helplessness facing the reality.

"Well, the idea is good, but there must be a practical plan. What has Baojiazhuang done for the villagers now?" Zhao Changqiang couldn't help applauding Bao Yongnian, and then asked.

"Baojiazhuang is introducing a thousand-acre vegetable greenhouse plan, mainly to develop green and pollution-free vegetable greenhouses. If this plan is successful, I am confident that within three years, the annual income of the villagers will triple, and the per capita annual income will reach 2 yuan! In addition, the village has been built into a cultural square, where villagers can carry out various cultural and recreational activities in their spare time. In addition, we have set up an evening class for farmers in the village, and every month we will hire Yulin City Agricultural Science and Technology Station The technicians from the factory came to teach everyone the knowledge of greenhouse vegetables, and what else??????"

Bao Yongnian talked eloquently, and Zhao Changqiang kept nodding his head when he heard it. He couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Like Bao Yongnian, leading the people in the village to move forward step by step is truly responding to the call of the country and building real socialism. In the new countryside, like Zong Weiyang, he just planted flowers and trees on both sides of the main street in the village, and painted the walls. What kind of new rural construction?To apply the common people's words, it is a face project!It is a performance project to cope with the inspection by the superiors and to gain political achievements for some leaders!

When Zhao Changqiang was talking with Bao Yongnian, Zong Weiyang didn't intervene, but just listened quietly, but he kept thinking in his heart, is it really wrong for him to plan to spend a huge amount of money to improve the rural environment?

A group of people walked and chatted, and soon came to the yard of Mrs. Li, a five-guarantee household.

This is a small farmyard with a total area of ​​less than [-] square meters. The courtyard wall of the soil embryo has already peeled off completely, exposing the yellow-brown soil embryo inside. There are shallow ravines on the soil embryo. It is summer. The rainwater flowed down from the top of the wall and rinsed out.

The top of the wall is covered with semi-green foxtails, and the large and small tassels are constantly swaying in the autumn wind, as if telling the decline of this courtyard.

Even such a dilapidated earthen courtyard wall is not complete.A piece of the east courtyard wall has collapsed and turned into a mound, on which a fence woven from corn stalks is inserted to connect the remaining courtyard walls on both sides.

If it weren't for a big tree branch shaped like a slingshot fork against the south courtyard wall, it is estimated that the south courtyard wall would have collapsed long ago.

Rows of unpicked peanuts are drying at the base of the courtyard wall, and the half-dried peanuts are waiting for the owner to pick them from the seedlings and then dry them into the warehouse (many readers who grew up in the city may be familiar with the harvest of peanuts). I don’t know much about the process, so I’ll explain it here. In order to avoid suspicion of word count, this chapter will be a little longer. I hope readers will forgive me. After the peanuts are ripe, they must be pulled out of the ground first, and then the peanuts should be picked from the seedlings. Dry it in the sun and put it in storage. If the weather is good, the drying process will take about three to four days. The most feared thing during this period is rain, especially on cloudy days. If you encounter that kind of weather, the peanut seedlings will rot, and the Peanuts will become moldy and deteriorate. Even if it is slightly moldy, it will not affect the sale, but it will not work for seeding. In order to avoid this situation, many farmers pull the peanuts out of the ground and directly put the peanuts with seedlings Carry them home and dry them in your own yard or on the road outside the yard, which is convenient for picking peanuts and drying them. In case of sudden rain, you can quickly gather the dried peanuts and cover them with plastic sheets).

The courtyard wall is not high, only about 1.7m[-]. Zhao Changqiang can climb over the wall and see the peanuts drying in the courtyard without having to stand on tiptoe.

The gate of the courtyard is made of braided thorns, and is tied with iron wires to the door frame made of wooden sticks with thick wrists.There are two old hens in the yard, cooing and pecking at the peanuts on the seedlings.

In the south of the courtyard are three earth-embryo houses, one door and two windows. The paint on the doors and windows has already peeled off, and the exposed wood has turned gray-black.

The roof of the house is covered with wheat straw, which has turned black after years of wind and rain, and occasionally there are a few pinches of new wheat straw mixed in. Some kind-hearted people have patched it up for Grandma Li.

Zong Weiyang looked at the dilapidated courtyard in front of him, and couldn't help being a little dazed. Although his family was very poor when he was a child, he lived in a tube building. Although it was small, at least he didn't have to worry about it collapsing at any time.But how worrying is the house in front of me!It was as if a gust of wind could turn the entire courtyard into a pile of ruins!Zong Weiyang seems to have a feeling of walking into the countryside in the 60s.

He suddenly felt that his so-called construction of a new countryside was really ridiculous.

Zhao Changqiang's face was also a little serious, and he couldn't help cursing inwardly: "Fuck, plant flowers and trees, paint the walls, plant a fart, plant a hanging! With that money, why don't you build a new house for Grandma Li? "

Bao Yongnian pushed open the gate made of thorns, and said with some heartache: "Grandma Li is 83 years old this year. She used to have two sons, but they both died on the battlefield in the Vietnam War. Grandma Li used to have a strong body. , although he is getting old, he can still work in the fields. But the day before yesterday he suddenly had a stomachache. He went to the county people's hospital for an examination and found that it was a stomach tumor! He should have been hospitalized for this condition, but the county hospital couldn't squeeze out any beds, so he went She couldn’t even fit in the corridor, so she had no choice but to go home and receive conservative treatment. Now she suffers from stomach pain every day. Her peanuts were collected for her by the cadres of the two village committees. Alas, the poor old man has lived her whole life.”

Bao Yongnian walked into the yard while he was talking, pushed the peanuts in the yard to the sides, made a path in the yard where they could get down, and then shouted at the door: "Grandma Li, Grandma Li, secretary of the county party committee And the county magistrate came to see you."

There was no echo in the room.

"Huh? What's going on?" Bao Yongnian murmured, with a nervous look on his face, he quickened his pace and walked to the door, pushed the door open and entered the room.

Zhao Changqiang followed Bao Yongnian without saying a word, but his face became more and more gloomy, and he followed Bao Yongnian into the room.

Although there was plenty of sunlight outside, the room was dark, but Zhao Changqiang still saw an old man with thinning and gray hair lying motionless on the ground at the foot of the bed.

"Grandma Li! Grandma Li!" Bao Yongnian screamed, and ran to Grandma Li, took her into his arms, and put his hand under Mrs. Li's nose.He wanted to check Mrs. Li's breath.

"She's still alive! Quickly, call an ambulance!" Bao Yongnian said hastily.

Zong Weiyang was also a little panicked, and quickly took out his mobile phone and started calling the emergency number of the hospital.On the other hand, Zhao Changqiang put his hand on Li's veins.

"Magistrate Zhao knows Chinese medicine?"

Bao Yongnian saw that the young county magistrate Zhao gave Grandma Li his pulse, so he asked in disbelief.It was hard for him to imagine that a young county magistrate would understand Chinese medicine.Not only him, even Zong Weiyang was surprised when he saw Zhao Changqian's actions. He never knew that Zhao Changqian was good at Chinese medicine.

"So-so, I know a little bit." Zhao Changqiang said calmly while sounding his pulse seriously.

A trace of suspicion quickly appeared on Zhao Changqiang's face, and after a while, he asked Bao Yongnian, "You said that Grandma Li had a stomach tumor in the county hospital's diagnosis?"

"That's right! I personally went to the county hospital with Grandma Li. The doctor said that Mr. Li's X-ray showed an obvious lump in his stomach, which is probably a tumor." Bao Yongnian said hastily.

Zhao Changqiang didn't speak any more, but gave Zong Weiyang a hard look.

Zong Weiyang noticed Zhao Changqian's stern gaze, and he could guess what Zhao Changqian was thinking.If there were enough wards in the county hospital, Grandma Li should be lying in the hospital now instead of being unconscious at home!Zhao Changqiang told himself with his eyes that expanding the county hospital is more important than making flowers and plants!

Zong Weiyang felt ashamed, but he didn't say anything. He just hoped that the ambulance from the hospital would arrive quickly, and at the same time watched Zhao Changqiang give Grandma Li his pulse.

I saw that Zhao Changqiang quickly ended the pulse signal, and then quickly unbuttoned Grandma Li's chest, revealing her withered chest, took out the gold needle she carried with her, stabbed Grandma Li's chest a few times, and then used her hands hard Pinch her Renzhong acupoint a few times.

Bao Yongnian and Zong Weiyang were pleasantly surprised to see that after Zhao Changqiang went down a few times, Grandma Li opened her eyes and woke up leisurely!

Bao Yongnian couldn't help giving Zhao Changqiang a thumbs up, and said, "County Zhao, you're really good! You actually saved Grandma Li!"

Zhao Changqiang just smiled at Bao Yongnian, put away the gold needles, and said kindly to Grandma Li, "Grandma Li, I am Zhao Changqiang, the county magistrate of Pingchuan. Have you ever eaten something indigestible before?"

Probably because she was getting older and everything was taken away, Grandma Li was not overly surprised when she heard that the young man in front of her turned out to be the county magistrate, she just recalled and said: "Something that is difficult to digest? It seems that there is no such thing? These days, the cadres of the village committee are taking turns to take care of me and deliver me meals on time, all of which are rice and steamed buns, and there is nothing difficult to digest.”

"This is wrong. Although your pulse is weaker, it is very stable. And people with tumors have dark complexions, but your complexion has turned pale because of the pain. You don't look like a tumor patient at all. ? What's going on here?" Zhao Changqiang asked suspiciously.

At this moment, Grandma Li suddenly said: "By the way, I remembered. I ate a lot of soft dates a few days ago. I heard that those things are not easy to digest."

"Well, that's right. Grandma Li, don't worry, your disease is probably a misdiagnosis, not a tumor at all. I guess it's because you ate hard-to-digest soft dates, which condensed into a ball in your stomach and stuck to your stomach. On the mucous membrane, that's why you will feel the incomparable pain." Zhao Changqiang said while thinking about *** Li's pulse.

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