Xue Xiang arrived in Matou Township at 4:30 in the afternoon. After arriving in Matou Township, he did not go anywhere else and turned straight to Qiaokou Village. At that time, this village kowtowed and petitioned for the old Guankou embankment, and was finally imprisoned. Thanks to meeting Xue Xiang, he had to escape.

Matou Township is already a barren place, and Qiaokou Village is even more plagued and difficult. When Xue Xiang came here, he wanted to see if there were any changes in this village.

The car turned to the entrance of the village and could no longer ride it, because the wormwood and bamboo were tall, almost all the roads were blocked. Xue Xiang stood on the high place and looked at the car. Jingmi's village seemed to be the same, low and dilapidated. If there was no change at all, it was not. At least the dilapidated huts I saw before were all made of mud. What made Xue Xiang even happier was that it was far from dinner now, and many people had already smoked cooking. This was something he could not imagine before. He still remembered that when he came to Qiaokou Village, at noon, there were few families who had fired fire. They all squatted on the threshold and ate cold food.

The curling smoke from cooking fires gently moved with the wind, bringing a faint fragrance of rice. Xue Xiang shook his nose and sniffed greedily, as if he was smelling the most precious smell in the world.

Aside from the hut in the distance, there are patches of farmland. In early spring, the shepherd's wheat is green, and the eyes are filled with a large green sea. In the depths of the green sea, a few light yellow occasionally appears, and the light yellow still shakes from time to time. Xue Xiang's eyes immediately knew that it was a farmer who wore a straw hat like him.

The best place to collect folk customs is the field. Xue Xiang stood in the car, ran down from a high place, passed through a waist-length forest, and walked for more than a mile. Xue Xiang finally approached the nearest farmer.

"My fellow villager, I'm busy!"

Xue Xiang stood on the ridge, greeting the farmer who was bent down to pull the weeds with a smile.

"Isn't this nonsense? I didn't see Zhengba... Hey, County Magistrate Xue!"

The farmer just said halfway through his words, raised his head and recognized Xue Xiang.

Xue Xiang is not uncommon. He appeared in Matou Township, especially Qiaokou Village, very high-profile appearances. When he was protecting the berth, he was the same trench as the villagers of Qiaokou Village. However, at this moment, the farmer raised his head, and Xue Xiang felt a sense of cleverness and ingenuity. It turned out that this person was Fang Laoshi from Qiaokou Village. When Xue Xiang first arrived in Xiaoshan County, it was this guy who led more than a dozen villagers to kowtow at the boundary monument and shouted for justice. Later, when protecting the berth, it was this guy who came up with the idea that he used military reserve materials.

"Lao Fang, it's you!"

Xue Xiang smiled and took out the cigarette box and threw out a cigarette.

"It's me, it's me, you said it's a coincidence!"

Fang Laoshi took the cigarette and started strolling around his clothes. He stepped onto the ridge of the field in two steps, grabbed Xue Xiang's clothes, and shouted: "Let's go, go to my house for dinner. I can't let you run away no matter what I say. Last time I paid the girls and teachers, I didn't catch up!"

Xue Xiang smiled and said, "I really can't do it today. I just went to the village to do business, passed by here, and came around. There are still a lot of things in the county."

Xue Xiang naturally refused to agree because he knew that the good things that Fang Laoshi had stored in his house would probably have to be cleared when he went there. Of course, these good things were nothing more than bacon, eggs, chickens and ducks, etc. But for farmers, these were life-saving things. Xue Xiang smeared them all, and it was simple to take a step on his legs, but what was left to Lao Fang would be a huge deficit.

Xue Xiang had experience. Isn’t this the same thing when he went to the countryside earlier? People heard that it was Xue Yulu, so they didn’t even want to pay. Later, when he went to the countryside, he would take him with him. If there was no way, Xue Xiang would only pretend to be a passerby and come to buy food. The people in the Northeast were rough and heroic. Although they couldn’t ask for money, at least they only had home-cooked dishes, so Xue Laosan could eat with peace of mind.

Fang Laoshi knew that Xue Xiang was busy with work and was not easy to persuade him anymore, so he pulled Xue Xiang to chat for a while, but it was exactly what Xue Xiang wanted to do.

Fang Laoshi lit the cigarette and sat on the stem. Xue Xiang raised the topic and asked about the harvest at home. Fang Laoshi continued the topic and started talking nonstop.

Perhaps Xue Xiang was on the side, Fang honestly took care of his official status and tried to say that he had old stolen the fields and had guaranteed the harvest. He also said that the fewer officials and children in the village had saved a lot of money this year. But Fang honestly said that he went to Fengle Township to do a side job last winter and helped the infrastructure department move a monthly brick. He and his son made a total of more than 60 yuan...

Fang Laoshi talked nonstop, and after talking about his income, he talked about his family's life. Although he had a little modification, Xue Xiang still heard that his family was still not very generous.

After hearing Fang Huozhen say it for more than half an hour, Xue Xiang felt that he had gained more than reading a one-day document. First of all, he knew the actual effect of simplifying military and simplifying administration. For example, the money used by Fang Huozhen to say before was probably used to support village officials. Although these more than ten yuan are small, they are only about a hundred kilograms of grain. Saving it will be enough for the whole family to eat half a month.

Secondly, he found out the specific impact of Xiaoshan's construction of the port on the lowest-level people. Each household can earn more than 60 yuan a month. This amount is very satisfying to Xue Xiang, but while he was satisfied, he sighed that this job could not be done for a long time and could not be formed in scale.

Finally, he knew that Xiaoshan's economy was coming to heaven, and the lives of ordinary people were still in difficult situations. At least the people in this remote place were almost living the poor life as before.

Xue Xiang put a cigarette on Fang again, and quietly got late, so he was waiting to say goodbye. But suddenly, two thin figures popped out from the ground, one man and one woman, two six or seven years old dolls.

The two dolls were dirty all over. One was pinching a water snake as thick as a little finger in his hand, yelling to add food to the evening, and the other was buttoned by purslane, and threw it into Fang Zhen's arms and acted coquettishly.

After hearing the name, Xue Xiang knew that these two children were Fang Laoshi's grandson and granddaughter.

As soon as he asked about the age of the two babies, Xue Xiang's heart was cold.

It is obvious that these two dolls are so old that they should be in school or just stepping out of the school gate and preparing to go home, but looking at them, they know that they have not been to school.

Xue Xiang almost didn't have to open his mouth to know what was going on, but what could he say? Could it be that he would analyze to Fang Hushi that studying is the only way to change the fate of children from poor families, or should he say that nine years of compulsory education is the basic national policy of our country?

Xue Xiang took out two five-yuan bills and stuffed them into the arms of the two dolls. Before Fang Chen could recall the smell, he took a big step and walked away from a distance. Soon, he walked around the artemisia forest, and Fang Chen shouted in his ears.

On the way back, Xue Xiang rode the car very fast, and he was in a bad mood. It was exactly: Looking at the miserable things in this world, which man would not be sad?

After careful calculation, Fang Laoshi's family was not very difficult. But when Xue Xiang saw the two dolls running in the fields, he felt sad.

It would be fine if Xue Laosan was just an ordinary bureaucrat, but the county's economy was taking off, Secretary Xue's political achievements were outstanding, so he waited for a high rise.

But Xue Laosan is not such an ordinary official. What he wants to do is to help the world and help the people and then support the world.

At present, Xiaoshan’s problem is already very prominent. Almost like the later republics, economic development is unbalanced. This imbalance does not mean that the industrial structure is unbalanced, but that the gap between the rich and the poor is huge, and the local differences are extremely large.

The same is true in Xiaoshan today. Overall, it is full of vitality. Most people have embarked on the road to getting rich. A small number of people, such as the first batch of farmers who went to greenhouse vegetables in Xinzhuang, have almost embarked on the road to getting rich. There are still many families like Fang Hushi who are almost in the same place.

Of course, Xue Xiang didn't want Xiaoshan to be a half-iceberg or half-fire situation. But if you want to change this situation, there is almost no other way except for Xiaoshan's leap forward development. This is like Pengcheng, which was originally a small fishing village. After the spring breeze of reform and opening up, it was able to sway thousands of miles. At the beginning of the reform, Pengcheng must have encountered such difficulties as Xiaoshan. For example, places closer to the coast must develop first, and with the deepening of development, it can benefit the whole city.

Of course, Xue Xiang could wait quietly. He believed that even if he had left Xiaoshan, as long as Xiaoshan Port was established, remote farmers like Fang Hushi would definitely get benefits. This is due to geographical and friendly relations.

But Xue Xiang can afford to wait. Can the two mud dolls in the field wait? Xue Xiang knows that it is time to make some changes!

Back at the office, Xue Xiang recruited Mao Youcai and asked him to send Xiaoshan County's financial details this year. Later, he closed the doors and windows, turned on the desk lamp, leaned in front of the case, and looked quietly.

Speaking of which, there is really too much money left on the books, with a total of more than 7.5 million yuan. This is just a matter of deducting all the fiscal budget this year and not counting this year's fiscal revenue.

It is said that money is the courage of a person. For a landlord, a county's finance is also his courage. Seeing this abundant cash flow, Xue Xiang's heart was depressed and suddenly became empty, and his ambitions suddenly arise.

Dingling, Dinglingling...

Xue Laosan was thinking about how to spend the huge sum of money, and the phone on the table suddenly jumped up. He reached out to pick it up. Without saying a word, a deep laugh came from over there, "Hahaha... Laosan, I didn't expect you to do a good job in Xiaoshan!"

Listening to the sound, Xue Xiang knew who it was and smiled and said, "Uncle Xu, where did you start? I am a small county party secretary and a big provincial party secretary. You said that I am doing a big situation, isn't this abstaining from people!"

Xu Zi did the other end of the phone, "It's useless to tell me. If I hadn't heard from Chief Zhenhua, I would have thought that your port was just a small puddle. I would have thought that your kid's family would have attracted more than 30 million US dollars. Two years of hard work, a pit of earth would have made you dig out a golden egg..."

When he heard the head of Zhenhua, Xue Laosan subconsciously tightened his bladder. He had no choice but to be nervous. This was a conditioned reflex diffracted by years of experience and lessons, because almost every time he was paid attention to by Chief Zhenhua, Xue Laosan would be fine. He subconsciously thought of "Can I move again."

ps: The forest flowers fade spring red, it’s too hasty... Actually, I wanted to say, everyone go to bed early! See you tomorrow!

(Cover your face, actually the second chapter is the rhythm of the ordinary, there will be one hundred chapters. Don't worry, see you tomorrow!) (To be continued. Please search Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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