Village.

Song Shan cocked Erlang's legs, holding a cup of tea, and stared ahead with his eyes, in front of him was a new map, and this map was the new territory of Fengsheng Village.

The location of Mingshan Village, Xiaohe Village, and Lejiagou is close to Fengsheng Village, Mingshan Village is in the opposite direction of Panshi Mountain, along the newly built county road, it is very convenient to enter and exit, and there is a tunnel before and after, and it takes less than ten minutes to walk.

Xiaohe Village is in front of Mingshan Village, also close to the county road, although it turns a corner, walks a little far, but it is convenient to drive, the transportation is convenient, and there should be no problem with development.

As for Lejiagou, it is really a ravine, in the northeast of Fengsheng, and Fengsheng follows a mountain, but it is adjacent to Mingshan, there is a small road that can lead to Mingshan, as long as you invest a little money, expand the road, there is no problem in getting in and out.

Only this peaceful village.

It is no wonder that Feng Jianjin is a little unkind to see Ping'an Village, and the geographical location of Ping'an Village has given Fengsheng some headaches.

If it's far, it's really not far.

Across a river of hot water, directly opposite.

But there is no bridge to link up, if you want to go through, at least you have to go around the road of more than ten miles, in order to go around, in addition, Ping'an Village is not much better than Fengsheng, the mountains are lingering, there are loess slopes everywhere, the traffic is really too bad, they are all mountain roads, larger trucks, can not enter.

"No wonder the county put forward this plan, the town does not object at all, this is all a mess, dragging down the town's development of revenge, if they can revitalize these villages with abundance, they are happy to see it!"

Song Shan smiled a little bitterly: "But our abundance is a little miserable!"

If you want to develop, build roads first.

Road construction will be a huge expense, if their village can have a road repair, it will not be reduced to a Fengsheng affiliated village, so this money must be from the Fengsheng Village Committee.

"Let's go take a look first!" Song Shan sighed, since he had agreed, there was no chance to regret it.

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On the 19th day of March of the Gregorian calendar and the second day of the second month of the lunar calendar, the dragon raises its head.

At this time, the northwest has begun to thaw gradually, the sun is shining, the ice and snow are melting, everything is rejuvenated, the path between the sky and the wilderness, the wild grass on the side of the road are growing wildly, and there are green places everywhere.

Yanshui River.

The wharf is very lively, people come and go, some people move goods, some people unload, some people transport goods, and the facilities on this wharf have become more and more perfect.

Although Fengsheng agriculture has now been opened, many goods in and out are by large trucks, but some large goods sometimes go in and out by waterways.

Yanshui River leads directly to Weishui, Weishui leads to Xijing, take the waterway, sometimes faster and cheaper, of course, it depends on the size of the goods, small goods, take the waterway, it is a little uneconomical, the transportation price of the freighter, is always higher than the truck.

The wharf was established, and Fengsheng Agriculture also purchased several second-hand boat speedboats through some transportation companies, which were moored on the river and could be used in normal times, and in some places, it was easier to reach by water.

Today, there are Feng Jingpei and others in Songshan, and they are sitting on a small steamer, crossing the river and crossing the opposite side, Ping'an Village.

Take the main road, at least half an hour or more.

By boat, including the time to get on and off the boat, it takes less than ten minutes to arrive at Ping'an Village.

Vomit!

But Song Shan was born afraid of water, and when he crossed the river and took a boat, he had to get seasick, and as soon as he started the boat, he was already dizzy, and then he began to vomit, and he vomited all the breakfast he ate.

"Let's take a car ride in the future!"

finally stepped on land, and Song Shan's feet were still a little floating.

It's just a matter of seven or eight minutes to cross a river, but he still vomits, almost didn't vomit out the yellow bile water, this innate sense of fear suffocates him.

"Shanzi, your seasickness symptoms are too serious, why don't you find a doctor to take a look!" Feng Jingpei said with concern.

"Born, can't be cured!"

Song Shan shook his head, he also wanted to cure it, but heart disease still needs heart medicine, and the fear left in his previous life was too deep, as long as he saw the water, the feeling of suffocation in the water would come to his heart.

"Welcome to the village chief Song to inspect our Ping'an Village!"

Walking on the embankment, the village secretary and village director of Ping'an Village, as well as a group of village officials of Ping'an Village, waited for a long time.

"Liu Zhishu, Village Chief Wei, don't be so polite!"

Fortunately, it was only a short section of the river, so Song Shan recovered quickly, a smile appeared on his face, and he said with a smile to the village officials of Ping'an Village: "I just came to the director to see the living conditions of the villagers in Ping'an Village, since the above has decided to govern the village, then I, as the village director, must always be responsible for the villagers!"

"Xiao Song, I have a little friendship with the old man of your Song family, so I will rely on the old man to sell the old, call you so, you don't have to call me Liu branch secretary, my village party secretary has also done it!"

Liu is almost sixty years old, and he has been the secretary of Ping'an Village for 30 years, and his name is a façade of Ping'an Village.

Now that Ping'an Village is about to be withdrawn, in his heart, if he wants to say that he feels good, it is impossible.

But it won't be too sad, people are prosperous and prosperous, and every family is well-off, this kind of hope is enough to make up for countless regrets.

"I'm a junior, I'll call you Grandpa Liu!"

Song Shan said kindly: "Grandpa Liu, you don't have to be too sad, none of us can stop this decision, but Ping'an Village is still Ping'an Village, at most, in the future, the address on the ID card is just a few more words!"

These extra words are nothing more than the Fengsheng Village Committee.

Generally speaking, the address of Ping'an Village is the number of Ping'an Village, but now that the Ping'an Village Committee has withdrawn, then their address will become the number of Ping'an Village of Fengsheng Village Committee in the future, such specifications.

"It's still you, this young man, who will comfort people!" Liu Zhishu smiled bitterly and said, "In the future, the villagers of Ping'an Village will rely on you to eat richly!"

"Don't say that, everyone can work together to get rich!"

Song Shan held the withered hand of Liu Zhishu and said sincerely: "As the director of Fengsheng Village, I have the greatest responsibility, and I will do my best in the future, do my best, and seek benefits for the villagers!"

"Good, good, good!"

Liu Zhishu laughed.

"Village Chief Song!"

The director of Ping'an Zhai Village came out and said with a smile: "I'll take you into the village to have a look!"

"How old is Village Chief Wei this year?" Song Shan was more interested in Village Chief Wei.

"Thirty-three!" said Village Chief Wei with a smile.

"I heard that Village Chief Wei is a college student?"

"I was lucky enough to go to college for a few years!"

The village chief of Wei is the village director of Ping'an Village, a college student village official, Wei Mingyang, nicknamed Wei Heizi, is really black, although it is not as good as African blacks, but it can be regarded as a copy of Gu Tianle, the prince of dark horses.

He's quite young, thirty-three.

In fact, Song Shan is more curious, you must know that college students in the nineties are very popular, what is the use of this, so that this young college student, with a good future, does not want to come to become a village official.

Everyone walked along the river bank all the way to the south and entered the village of Ping'an Village.

"Village Chief Wei is a villager from Ping'an Village?"

"No, I'm from Xijing!"

"Then I'm a little curious, how did the head of Wei Village, a college student, or a city hukou, come to Ping'an to be a village official, and have been a village official for so many years!" Song Shan asked.

"When I first came to Ping'an Village, I just wanted to come out to relax, I didn't think about staying, but after experiencing some, I felt that this place might be more suitable for me, so I chose to stay!" Wei Mingyang didn't elaborate, but Song Shan heard something, everyone has everyone's story, he will stay, maybe he happened here to let him stay, Song Shan didn't want to delve into it, after all, it was not his interest to investigate personal privacy.

"The environment of Ping'an Village is good!"

Song Shan raised his head and looked around, this place is also surrounded by mountains, green mountains and green waters, but the peaks around here are different from the abundant ones, higher, more dangerous, and more handsome.

Abundant and suitable for living, paradise, and indisputable.

But the scenery around Rich, to put it bluntly, just doesn't have too many features.

And here is different, the mountains here, the water here, all seem to have a lot of characteristics, such as a mountain in the front, shaped like a fist, the fist reaches the sky, straight to the sky, it looks spectacular, it is definitely a good view.

"These buildings are all old buildings of the Qing Dynasty!"

After Song Shan entered the village, he took a look at the buildings of the village.

"Most of them are old buildings, and there are no new buildings over the years, and there are only a few newly built one-story bungalows!" Wei Mingyang said: "But these old buildings have also begun to age, and last winter, they were crushed by the snow, but the village is poor, and there is no money to rest!"

"What's going on with those buildings over there?"

"Stone buildings, buildings inhabited by the Qiang people, are basically made of stones!"

"There are Qiang people in Ping'an Village!"

"There are some!"

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"I read the information, Ping'an Village is the most populous village in the nearby administrative village, but when I come in to see, basically they are all old people and children, and I rarely see young adults, why?"

"Because of poverty, those who have the ability don't want to stay in the village and go out to work to make money!"

......

"The environment of this primary school is too bad, can't the village committee even improve this?"

"It's not that I don't want to do it, it's really no way, it's my fault, a few years ago, I did a lot of projects in order to try to get rid of poverty and become rich in Ping'an Village, and now we owe money outside Ping'an Village, at least more than 100,000 yuan!"

......

"The customs here are all good, how the soil situation is still needs to be investigated, and what to plant in those fields also needs to be considered!" Song Shan walked all the way down, inspected it, and said: "But I think one thing, Village Chief Wei, your mind is right, but the direction is wrong, it may not be suitable for planting here, but it is definitely suitable for developing tourism projects!"

"I've thought about tourism projects, but I don't have capital!" Wei Mingyang said in a deep voice.

"Because of the road?"

In and out of a road, the road is not passable, no matter how good the scenery is, it is useless.

"Not only to build roads, if you want to develop tourism, you must first allocate money to repair the ancient buildings in the village, re-plan the roads in the village, and also ask for money to develop the surrounding scenery, otherwise we will not be competitive!" Wei Mingyang said: "Even if someone is willing to travel, at most it is just to see, the scenery must be combined with the amusement projects, to be competitive, lose competitiveness, we can't maintain it for long!"

"Have you made a plan?" Song Shan's eyes were vivid, and what Wei Mingyang said was the Tao, and it was impossible not to have a plan.

"Two years ago, I made a plan and invested in some tourism companies, but there was no follow-up, the investment was too big, there was no guarantee, and it was difficult to guarantee that it could attract tourists after it was completed, and the risk was too great!"

"The plan is still there, can you show me?"

"Of course you can!"

Wei Mingyang said: "Although the plan has been shelved, the plan is still there, and it is still on the side of the village committee office, if Village Chief Song wants to see it, I can let people show it to you, but I think the hope may not be very big, because ......"

"Let's take a look first, and then talk about other issues!" Song Shan waved his hand.

"Good!"

Wei Mingyang called a young man and went to the village committee office to bring the plan.

Song Shan is becoming more and more interested in Wei Mingyang, a college student village official, there will still be twenty years later, but now there are too few, and he is such a capable college student, he is moved by the idea of loving talents: "Village Chief Wei, this Ping'anzhai Village Committee will definitely be removed, what are your plans?"

"Not yet!"

Wei Mingyang smiled bitterly: "I've been doing it for so many years, and I really haven't thought about what will happen after leaving Ping'an Village!"

"I can give you some choice, the Fengsheng Village Committee lacks people like you who are knowledgeable, educated, and hardworking, and we Fengsheng Agriculture are also recruiting troops now, you can consider it!" Song Shan stretched out an olive branch.