In the face of the trust of the organization and the villagers, and in the face of everyone's applause, Zhang Xuejun stood at the venue, his voice choked, and said, "Thank you for the trust of the organization and everyone! I have only been in the village for more than a month, and I have won the trust of all the villagers, which is a full affirmation of my work and a great support for me. ”

He looked around and saw that many of the villagers were still standing, worried that they were all older and would not be able to bear it if they stood for a long time.

He motioned for everyone to sit down, but the villagers stood willingly, listening to the new secretary's enthusiastic speech, and they pinned all their hopes on him, hoping to get rid of poverty and become rich, and looking forward to a good life.

This is the most basic requirement of the villagers, the most simple wish, and Zhang Xuejun's greatest wish. He secretly vowed that he would live up to the expectations of the organization and everyone, and that he would let everyone get rid of poverty and become rich as soon as possible and live a well-off life as soon as possible.

That's what he thinks, and that's what he does.

New village committees were formed. In light of the actual situation in the village, Zhang Xuejun adjusted the division of labor among the members of the two village committees. He presided over the overall work of the village, Long Dajun was specifically responsible for the work of the villagers' committee, Cheng Xiaoying was in charge of party building and financial work, and the work of Wishing and Long Mei was also adjusted accordingly. Everyone is responsible for targeted poverty alleviation, and everyone has the task of guaranteeing.

The work of seven people is now shared by five people. Everyone's workload is more than before, and the burden is heavier than before, but everyone's mood is much more comfortable than before, and the work motivation is much higher than before!

Strike while the iron is hot. According to several big data comparisons, all the poor households in the village that had reported in violation of regulations were eliminated by the superiors, and the low-income households that did not meet the requirements were instructed by the civil affairs department to stop enjoying the policy, and the few households that made false reports were all returned to the town for unified processing.

After being nominated by all the villagers and screened many times, several households such as Gui Widow and Wu Bin were quickly reported to the village committee in accordance with the procedures for those who were particularly difficult, physically disabled, or seriously ill, and at the same time, they were posted on the wall of the village committee with big red paper for publicity, and accepted the supervision of all villagers.

Seeing that their names were also on them, the Gui widows burst into tears with excitement, took Zhang Xuejun's hand and said, "Thank you Secretary Zhang Xue, thank you benefactor!"

Zhang Xuejun said with emotion: "In the past, we didn't do our work well, so everyone was wronged. In the future, under the leadership of the party, our days will be too hot and prosperous!"

Wu Bin is a disabled person, he squeezed through the crowd with a cane, and said to Zhang Xuejun: "Secretary Zhang, you are a good person, we only recognize you." Don't you leave, just be the secretary of my village for the rest of your life!"

All the villagers echoed and applauded!

The sun shines through the clouds, shining brightly in front of the village committee.

A round of sunshine shone on Zhang Xuejun's face, and he couldn't open his eyes for a while, because there were tears in his eyes.

As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to break your muscles and bones.

The old golden head has been hospitalized for more than ten days. On this day, Zhang Xuejun took Long Dajun and Cheng Xiaoying to the town health center to see him.

In the past two years, the city's medical system has been reformed, the medical communist consortium model has been implemented, and important medical resources have been extended to the grassroots level of towns and towns. Provincial and municipal hospitals began to pilot the management of primary medical institutions.

Some provincial and municipal medical experts are invited to the primary health system for consultation, which can not only relieve the pressure of provincial and municipal hospitals, but also effectively improve the level of primary medical treatment and increase the balance of primary medical insurance. At the same time, it does reduce the cost of diagnosis and treatment for patients.

For comminuted fractures like Lao Jintou, the operation is not complicated, and only needs to be recuperated and assisted by other medications, and if nothing else, it can be basically recovered after more than 100 days.

The old golden head lived in room 19 on the first floor, and after Zhang Xuejun and the others entered, Cheng Xiaoying shouted softly.

"Uncle Jin, our Secretary Zhang has come to see you!" Then he and Long Dajun put down the fruit and other condolences and stood aside.

Zhang Xuejun sat on the side of the old Jintou hospital bed with a chair in his hand, and asked with a smile, "Master Jin, how do you feel, are you better!"

The old golden head was a little surprised, he couldn't believe that Secretary Zhang would come to see him in person. Due to his old age and frailty, he basically has to be hospitalized several times a year.

Fortunately, the state takes care of the five guarantee households, and the hospitalization reimbursement is ninety percent, and the individual only pays one percent. Otherwise, after so many years, how could a lonely old man have the money to see a doctor and be hospitalized!

In previous years, when he was hospitalized, Wu Youde came to the village a few times at most, and he only coped with things, standing far away, and ran away after a few minutes.

Today, seeing that Zhang Xuejun really brought so many village cadres to the hospital to see him, a lonely old man, the old golden head really cried with joy, and he didn't say anything, just looked at Zhang Xuejun and they smirked...

Zhang Xuejun asked softly, "Master Jin, you can be hospitalized with peace of mind, take care of your feet, and you don't have to worry about other things..."

Seeing Lao Jin spitting and spitting, as if he had something to say, Zhang Xuejun approached him and said, "Do you have anything to say?"

After listening for a long time, everyone finally heard clearly, the old golden head said the word house. Yes, the house has collapsed, and where will the old golden feet go back and live?

After leaving the town health center, Zhang Xuejun discussed with Long Dajun and Cheng Xiaoying while walking.

Cheng Xiaoying asked, "Does Uncle Jin have any relatives?"

Long Dajun said: "Lao Jin has no children and no daughters in his life, and he can't even find a relative around him. If it hadn't been for the five guarantees, I would have starved to death..."

Discussion comes and goes, and it is just one word--- "money". As long as there is money, there will be a house, and when the old gold head comes back, he will have a place to live.

Now, the most important thing is to find a place for Lao Jin to live, and he can't leave the hospital and sleep on the streets!

The party's policy is to make their lives more and more prosperous, and if the old golden head is allowed to sleep on the streets, then he Zhang Xuejun will not be a party cadre, or he will be seriously derelict in his duties.

Look at the fact that it is almost in the town, "Let's go, go to the town civil affairs office!" Zhang Xuejun proposed.

Deputy Secretary Xing acted vigorously and resolutely, and never dragged his feet in the mud and water, and the town civil affairs office soon had a new director.

The new director's surname is Wang, about 30 years old, a handsome guy with high spirits, who was originally the deputy director of the town office. Honest and heroic, strong work ability, charismatic. From the deputy director of the town office to the director of the town civil affairs office, although they are all at the stock level, from the deputy position to the main position, it is a promotion and reuse.

Zhang Xuejun was sent directly from the district, and the cadres in the town basically knew him, and those who didn't know him also knew him. Director Wang has been in contact with Zhang Xuejun a few times, and he still admires him. In particular, he single-handedly solved the stubborn illness of Zhengjiawan Village for many years, so most people in the town were willing to make friends with Zhang Xuejun.

There is also an important reason, that is, Zhang Xuejun is not only capable, but also that he must have someone behind him.

Then again, if it weren't for him Zhang Xuejun, wouldn't his surname Wang be doing chores in the town office now? So, in a certain way, Director Wang still has to thank him.

When he saw Zhang Xuejun and his entourage suddenly walk into the civil affairs office, Director Wang was still a little surprised. Hurriedly stood up, walked up quickly, and held Zhang Xuejun's hand at once, like a pair of old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

"Secretary Zhang, rare guest, rare guest, what kind of wind blew you over?" the bold Director Wang asked happily and loudly.

"I heard that Director Wang is high, so he came to visit and congratulate!" Zhang Xuejun replied to him with a smile.

No wonder when I went out this morning, the magpie kept chasing me! Now I realize that there is a noble person coming!"

Director Wang hurriedly invited Zhang Xuejun and the three of them into the house, sat down on the only three-person sofa in the house, turned around and took tea leaves to make water, and said, "Try it, I just bought the new tea a few days ago, and I bought it with my own money!"

Hearing him say this, everyone laughed along. Director Wang is indeed a straightforward person, who does not hide or hide.

It's an old sofa with a white base from the leather all around. Zhang Xuejun sat on the sofa and drank tea while looking up at the relatively wealthy units in the town.

The small office is packed with four or five desks, and several computers and printers are placed haphazardly on it. More than a dozen stacks of materials were scattered on several tables, looking a little messy. On one side of the wall, there are several iron cabinets and wooden cabinets side by side, and the materials and books inside are crooked, and it is estimated that no one has taken care of them for a long time.

Zhang Xuejun was a little incomprehensible, "Isn't your civil affairs office rich, why is the office so shabby?"

Director Wang explained with a smile: "Where does the Civil Affairs Office have the money? Those subsistence allowances, relief funds, and poverty alleviation funds are all from the state, and the funds are earmarked for special purposes, and we just review and distribute them on our behalf! How dare we intercept the flow?"

"The civil affairs department is very important and important! Therefore, all the members of our village committee have come to ask for help today!" Zhang Xuejun told Director Wang the truth.

Seeing Zhang Xuejun's look of begging someone to do something, Director Wang still felt a little nervous, worried that he hadn't handled it well. So, he hurriedly said: "Secretary Zhang is too polite, please tell me if you have anything." ”

"I can't talk about it, but there is indeed an important matter that I want to ask for your support. Zhang Xuejun said sincerely.

Director Wang saw that Zhang Xuejun didn't look like a joke, and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

"Lao Jin's house in our village has collapsed, you should know this, right?" Zhang Xuejun cut to the chase. "He is still a five-guarantee household." What Zhang Xuejun means is that the five guarantees are all responsible for civil affairs, so I came to you.

"We know about the old golden house. He was hospitalized and we went to see him. What are you going to do now?" It seems that Director Wang attaches more importance to Lao Jin's house than Zhang Xuejun.

"Lao Jin is still in the hospital, is he? But he always has to be discharged, where will he live when he comes out?"

"You mean, you're going to help him build a house, right?"

"Director Wang is a cheerful person, just a little bit!" Zhang Xuejun said with a smile.

"It's not impossible. After all, the collapse of his house is a fact, and it is also the responsibility of our civil affairs department. According to the standards of the five guarantees and the requirements of the targeted poverty alleviation policy, Lao Jin's house can be built according to the standard of 60 square meters. It's just that, with the current market situation in our town, plus other expenses, it is estimated that the cost will be at least 35,000-40,000 yuan..."Director Wang said while calculating with a computer, "Where does this money come from?"

"That's why I came to you today!" Zhang Xuejun looked at him affectionately.

"This is a large number, and we can't rely on the civil affairs office alone. In this way, I will think of other ways, how about it?" Without waiting for Zhang Xuejun to answer, Director Wang took out his mobile phone and went outside.

The staff of the Civil Affairs Office refilled the water for Zhang Xuejun and them again.

About five or six minutes, Director Wang came in with a smile, "I just reported to Director Xiong of the District Bureau..."Director Wang seemed to remember something, and asked again, "I heard that you and our Director Xiong are buddies...?"

Zhang Xuejun didn't answer directly, just looked at him with a smile.

Seeing that Zhang Xuejun did not speak, Director Wang continued: "Director Xiong attaches great importance to the collapse of the house of the five guarantee households in Zhengjiawan Village, and I heard that you are going to build a house for him, and he promised to allocate 20,000 yuan from the relief fund to support the construction of the house, which is a big problem!"

This is indeed good news, this Xiong Guoan is interesting enough, knowing that I am in trouble here, before I can go to him, he took the initiative to start helping. However, I'll go back to you, so you can't just send me away with this money.

Zhang Xuejun was still grateful to Director Xiong, although he didn't come forward to find him directly.

Director Wang also said, "The district bureau has given 20,000 yuan, and our town's civil affairs office has to show some of it." How about 5,000? We can only come out with so much."

There is still a lot of difference between 40,000 yuan, and several people are trying to find a way, when they hear someone shouting outside, "Secretary Zhang, Secretary Zhang..."

It was Deputy Secretary Xing, Zhang Xuejun hurriedly got up and went out to greet him.

"You old chapter, it's really not interesting, you don't contact me when you come to town, hahahaha" Deputy Secretary Xing is still so refreshing, "You don't look at me, I'll come to see you, hahahaha"

The two like-minded comrades-in-arms once again clasped their hands tightly together.