Wang Weiliang smiled and said to Zhang Fugui, "Fugui! Is your father Zhang Youcai's body good? And how old are you, your two dolls named "Shaoping" and "Shao'an", have grown up?"

Zhang Fugui was confused by this sudden question. He didn't know where to start, but just said in a confused manner: "It's okay, everything is okay."

"Fugui! Uncle Wang hasn't been to the village for many years, and I don't know how the villagers in the village are doing now!" You talk to Uncle Wang. After Wang Weiliang finished speaking, he signaled his secretary Chen Zi'ang to go out and ask for a meal in the cafeteria for a while. He chatted with Fugui alone in the office, so that Fugui was less nervous.

Zhang Fugui explained to the county party secretary Wang Weiliang in a lot of ways that the village has been so good and wonderful over the years. The young people in the village have also married new wives and no longer have to worry about food or drink, but they are just...

Wang Weiliang felt that Zhang Fugui was a little concealed, so he smiled and said, "Fugui! Do you have anything to hide from Uncle Wang? You also know that Uncle Wang is a straightforward person. What you like to hear the truth the most is to tell the truth. Don't lie to swear to you Uncle Wang and me."

Zhang Fugui felt that he should tell Uncle Wang about the things he had been holding back in his heart. After all, his purpose in coming to the county was to hope that Uncle Wang could help him come up with ideas, to help him solve his problems and answer the doubts in his heart.

Zhang Fugui swallowed his saliva into his throat, took a deep breath, and said to Wang Weiliang with his heart: "Uncle Wang, Fugui dares not lie to you. Now the country's policies are good. Every household in our village is living a good life. Not to be hiding Uncle Wang, Fugui became the village chief of our Zhangjia Village a few years ago, but Fugui doesn't know a word of big words, and there is no good way to lead the villagers to get rich, so I came to the county town to find Uncle Wang and you can help you come up with ideas."

"Wealthy! I believe you saw the city people who built houses on the streets when you came to the county town! Now the country advocates reform and opening up and developing a market economy, which is no longer the same as before. Now all the policies of the country have been relaxed. Uncle Wang, I have been busy with these things recently. The purpose is to make our villagers not only have enough food and clothing, but also make our villagers rich and prosperous toward a comprehensive well-off society," said Wang Weiliang.

Zhang Fugui listened carefully to what Wang Weiliang said, but he didn't understand a few words. After all, what is "market economy" and "comprehensive well-off" is? All this has no idea in his mind. After all, he has never studied since he was a child and has not read a few words, so he just recognized his name.

Zhang Fugui asked in confusion: "Uncle Wang, what is this "market economy" and what is "comprehensive prosperity". I don't understand the low culture of wealth and honor. I hope Uncle Wang can explain it to me more clearly so that wealth and honor can understand it."

"Wealthy! You are right. Uncle Wang, I couldn't take into account your feelings. I said so much to you all at once, but you didn't understand. Uncle Wang will give you an example so that you can listen easier," said Wang Weiliang.

"Wealthy! To put it simply, this "market economy" means that you take out something from home and sell it to the market. The money you get from selling is your own. You can use this money to buy what you need, so you can understand it," said Wang Weiliang.

"Uncle Wang, I understand if you say this. However, there is nothing to sell in our Fugui family, but there is a lot of things to buy," Zhang Fugui said with a smile.

"Wealthy! Uncle Wang is just an example of you so that you can hear it clearly. Now the country encourages private enterprises to scale. Since you have become the head of a village, you must think more about the future for the villagers," said Wang Weiliang.

After hearing what Wang Weiliang, the county party secretary, suddenly, Zhang Fugui became fascinated for a moment. His bright eyes were full of hope for the future situation. He deeply realized that he had suffered a great loss in culture. He made up his mind to let his two babies "Shaoping" and "Shao'an" study and study, and no longer let them suffer the losses of their own culture. Even if they were selling their own bad luck, they would have to let the two babies read the learning.

"Wealthy! Uncle Wang has told you so much, have you heard it clearly? If you still don't know, please ask Uncle Wang. Uncle Wang knows that you are quick-witted and can lead the villagers to live a good life," said Wang Weiliang.

"Uncle Wang, don't put a high hat on Fugui. I haven't known any of the words "Fugui since I was a child, and I suffered a cultural loss. I didn't listen to what you just said. Fugui suddenly became fascinated and didn't know where it was," Zhang Fugui said with a smile.

"Fugui! I remember that most of the houses in our village are earthen walls and tiled houses! Even your Fugui family seems to be just one main hall and one inner room! Now that your two dolls have grown up, how can you crowd your family of five? Don't you want to build a house?" Wang Weiliang said.

The thing that Zhang Fugui kept in his heart was finally told by Wang Weiliang. He looked at the county party secretary Wang Weiliang in a daze, hoping that he could help him answer the doubts and unknowns in his heart.

"Uncle Wang, you are so amazing. How could you know what Fugui is thinking? Fugui is so worried now that he wants to build a house. Although he also wants to build a house, the money at the family can only meet the expenses of the elderly and the elderly. It costs a lot of money to build a house. Fugui cannot make it happen to him like a magician! I will not come to the county town to ask Uncle Wang, and I will come to Uncle Wang to find a way," said Zhang Fugui.

"Wealthy! As long as you have this idea, Uncle Wang can give you some suggestions, hoping it will be helpful to you," said Wang Weiliang.

Uncle Wang, you say, I’ll listen to wealth.

"Now the situation of our villagers is getting more and more prosperous. The young people in our village have the strength to form an engineering team in the village. You also see that every household in the county has begun to build houses and houses. What you lack the most is the engineering team. As long as you can raise an engineering team, it won't take long. Every household in your wealthy family and Zhangjia Village can also build houses," said Wang Weiliang.

"Uncle Wang, you are right, but we farmers don't know how to build houses!" Zhang Fugui said in confusion.

"Wealthy! After hearing Uncle Wang finish his words, we can send a few technical masters to give you technical guidance, and you can also lead the villagers to study and study. When the time is ripe, are you still afraid that you can't build a house? This method is always more difficult than difficulties. As long as you have a good idea, all these difficulties are paper tigers, which will not defy our villagers, because the villagers have this kind of hard-working ability," said Wang Weiliang.

After hearing what Wang Weiliang, secretary of the county party committee, Zhang Fugui was suddenly cheered up, and the mystery in his heart was relieved. At this time, he hoped that he could put on a pair of wings and fly back to Zhangjia Village as fast as possible, leading the young young people in the village to live a good life together.

Chen Zi'ang, secretary of the county party secretary Wang Weiliang, knocked on the office doorman and said, "Secretary Wang, the canteen has prepared food and is ready to eat."

Wang Weiliang then stood up from the chair and smiled and said to Zhang Fugui: "Fugui! I have been chatting for so long. I guess your belly should be roaring, so I will accompany Uncle Wang to the cafeteria to have some food."

Zhang Fugui's stomach was not very responsive, but when he heard what the county party secretary Wang Weiliang said, his stomach suddenly started to roar, and his face suddenly became red.

When Wang Weiliang heard Zhang Fugui's stomach whisper, he smiled and said, "Look, Uncle Wang, I'm right! You'll be full when you go to the cafeteria in a while, but don't be as shy as a little girl, otherwise you will have to be the one who is hungry."

Zhang Fugui stood up and followed Wang Weiliang to the county party committee canteen. This was the first time Zhang Fugui had eaten a public meal! Therefore, this made him a little nervous.

Wang Weiliang knew that Zhang Fugui was a little nervous, so he smiled and said to him: "Fugui! Don't be afraid, what you eat is the food that Uncle Wang paid for extra meals to the cafeteria by himself. It's not from the country, so you can eat it with confidence and boldness! No one can gossip."

Zhang Fugui felt that Uncle Wang in front of him was like a worm in his heart, and understood everything in his heart, as if all this could not escape his ignition eyes.

He picked up the big white rice on the table and looked at the steaming three dishes and one soup on the table. This was a delicious dish he had never eaten at home since he was a child. At this moment, he was just thinking about how to lead the villagers to live a good life and eat delicious meals of three dishes and one soup every day like he does now.

After lunch, Zhang Fugui felt that he had left home for some time, so he smiled and said to Wang Weiliang: "Uncle Wang, I have been out of my home for some time. I don't know what I am doing now, so I should go back soon."

Wang Weiliang knew what Fugui was thinking about, so he stopped trying to keep him. He just put his hand into his purse and took out dozens of dollars and handed it to Fugui, and said with a smile: "Fugui! Although Uncle Wang hasn't seen your two dolls for many years, Uncle Wang thinks you should consider asking those two dolls to read the book, but you must not suffer any cultural losses!"
Chapter completed!