In this year, the "Farmer's Daily" was launched, and some ordinary but not mediocre peasants began to appear in the public eye, and the rural policy was slowly relaxed, and local conditions were proposed for the first time.

In this year, the Dragon Kingdom successfully launched its first launch vehicle to a predetermined area in the Pacific Ocean.

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This year, too many things have happened, the good guys have been revealed, the bad guys have been severely punished, the country is waking up from the lessons of grief, and the world is looking at this rising oriental giant with a new eye.

Wu Yingcheng and the ten invited people sat in the first row of the open-air venue, listening to Mayor Chen's enthusiastic speech while carrying his own speech, and turned his head to look at the audience behind him when he was in a gap.

They are representative figures from six towns and one town in Shuanggou Town, including unknown farmers, enviable drivers, teachers who have contributed to the education of Shuanggou Town, and restaurant owners who are busy...

They were all enthusiastic and happy to be able to participate in such a meeting, expressing each other's joy and surprise, and applauding sincerely and proudly as Mayor Chen read out every achievement.

Wu Yingcheng's gaze didn't stay on their faces for long, he was just looking for that face, an incomparably pure face, a face like a fairy.

He didn't know if she would have time, and he didn't know if she would come, he just hoped that she would, because what he said today was actually what she wanted to say.

But he didn't have time to look for it, and County Magistrate Chen finally finished talking about the achievements of the Dragon Kingdom this year, and the whole person was moved to tears.

Zhao Kan took the microphone, patted the brand-new red cloth, said a few words briefly, and announced something that made the audience boil.

"Next, we have invited Wu Yingcheng, a representative of the masses and an outstanding young farmer in our town, to come to the stage to tell us his opinions on the development of our town. ”

The masses are boiling not because of how famous Wu Yingcheng is, nor because he usually gives small favors to a few of them, but because this means that the world has returned to the right track, and the people can stand on the stage and say what they want to say like an official.

This is the progress of the times, the major event of Shuanggou Town in 80 years, and the major event of Wu Yingcheng today.

Although Wu Yingcheng is reliving a lifetime, but looking at so many pairs of eyes, feeling their excitement and pride, he still can't help but be a little excited, today he will be like a heroic warrior, the first to break out of the trench, fire the first shot of the battle between the old and new ideas in Shuanggou Town.

"Fellow villagers, leaders, hello everyone, I am Wu Yingcheng, and I am honored to stand here today and say what I want to say in my heart.

Three months ago, I just graduated from school and got the iron job that everyone envies..."

Wu Yingcheng started his speech unhurriedly, although he was excited, he did not show impulsiveness, as Tang Yuewan said, nor did he say so many big truths and so many passionate words, but started from throwing off the iron bowl and turning to the mat.

Of course, Zhang Cuilan is omitted, and the details of wineries and antiques are omitted, just from this incident, it shows how important it is for a person to dare to innovate and break stereotypes.

Many people know these things, so they can resonate, and everyone is quickly encouraged by his things, Wu Yingcheng has not finished speaking, they have begun to discuss how to do and how to live under the spring breeze of reform and opening up.

"Trees die, people live, this Wu Yingcheng is not even a teacher, but he started from scratch to collect mats, this strength is worth learning." ”

"Farming, farming, thinking about farming every day, you can only farm for a lifetime, this Xiao Wu is right, ideas determine practices, practices determine living methods, if we want to live well, we must start to change from our thoughts. ”

...

People have thoughts, if not, then it is equivalent to a dead thing, once activated, it will be like a train, charging forward with great inertia, and no force can stop it.

All you can do is either duck away like a frightened fawn, or jump on the train like a warrior and ride through the fog and shout passionately for the upcoming challenges and views.

In the face of Wu Yingcheng's reactionary thoughts, some people did choose to temporarily avoid them, such as Mayor Chen, whose eyes hidden behind thick spectacle lenses were full of debating passion and unbridled anger, but he did not say anything, let alone stop Wu Yingcheng from speaking.

Because more warriors chose to jump on this train, some of them acted as passengers, while increasing the inertia of the train, while looking forward to the beautiful scenery ahead, and some of them acted as cooters, adding pieces of coal into the roaring boiler.

They let the train run faster and faster, the energy became bigger and bigger, and they couldn't stop at all, so that when the conservatives after Wu Yingcheng came to power, no one was listening to what he was talking about, and this kind of disregard made him angry, and his voice was much higher, but it didn't help, and he had to say a few words and get off the stage.

When Lao Cai, an old oilman, came up, he used witty and ridiculous language to push this wave again, and the sound of people's talk had already covered the speech on the stage, so Mayor Chen had to go out and stop everyone's discussion with a loud and slightly angry voice.

But the discussion can be stopped, but he can't stop this kind of advanced thinking, this kind of adventurous spirit, so that when Han Ying's aunt Han Menghua came to the stage, she only said that I support Wu Yingcheng's opinion, and the audience sounded like a thunderous sound.

Wu Yingcheng looked at Mayor Chen, who had a black line on his face, and knew that today's incident had been beyond his expectations, and he might have offended the old mayor.

But when he looked back at the pair of passionate and energetic eyes of approval, when he looked at Zhao Kan's knowing smile, and when he looked at the thumbs up compared to Lao Cai and Han Menghua, he knew that everything he did was worth it.

...

An hour later, the celebration that was supposed to be longer ended early because Wu Yingcheng lit a flame that Mayor Chen didn't like, but Tang Yuewan never came.

Wu Yingcheng felt a little lost, and was about to ask Wu Dequan in the distance, when Zhao Kan had already walked over and whispered, "Xiao Wu, Lao Chen asked you to go to his office." ”

Wu Yingcheng knew that the real battle had just begun, and it was easy to convince peasants who wanted to live a good life, but it was not easy to convince an official.

Because although the peasants are unreasonable, they are easy to trust people, and they do not have the far-reaching vision of officials, nor do they have the sense of carrying the burden of 10,000 catties for officials.

On the contrary, the official is reasonable, but not convinced, he has more things to consider, not just a year, or even ten years.

But Wu Yingcheng is confident, because Mayor Chen did not let the people from the police station directly arrest him, nor did he let anyone else do this.

This shows that he is the same as in his memory, a good official who talks about things on his own merits, not a traitor who prospers if he obeys me and perishes if he goes against me.

When Wu Yingcheng walked into the office, the 55-year-old mayor was holding a cup with paint off, standing in front of the mottled windowsill, looking at the people who were still discussing outside.

"Coming?"

He didn't turn his head, and spoke in a tone that seemed like a friend for many years, and like a warrior waiting for a decisive battle.

"It's coming. ”

Wu Yingcheng didn't say much, he knew that the more he said at this time, the more mistakes he made, the more he was caught, and the more he lost the initiative.

"Sit down. ”

Mayor Chen turned around and closed the white, somewhat blackened curtains, and the room, which was not very bright, became a little dim.

He walked to the polished chair, sat down slowly, took a sip of water, put down the cup, straightened his white tunic and asked, "Xiao Wu, how old are you this year?"

Wu Yingcheng knew that his actions were actually suppressing the impulses in his heart, because he didn't want to make himself feel that he had been forced to get angry by a flat-headed common man, which was the insistence of a good official.

"Mayor Chen, I'm twenty-two years old this year. Wu Yingcheng is neither humble nor arrogant.

Mayor Chen took another sip of water and said, "Twenty-two years old, when I was your age, I was already a small platoon leader, and I was in charge of more than 30 people."

I remember that it was May 22, 1947, when our brigade was besieged by the enemy on a mountain.

We killed the horses with tears and ate them, and when they had finished eating them, they ate the bark, and then the enemy burned the trees with incendiary bombs, and we didn't even have the bark to eat. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the sky outside, as if recalling an unforgettable past.

"What should we do? We eat soil, oh, it's Guanyin mud, the white kind, this thing is hungry, eat half a steamed bun and you'll be full, but this thing has nutrients there, and you can't pull it out.

We ate for seven or eight days, and each one had a big belly like a pregnant woman, but my body didn't have any strength, and I couldn't even walk steadily. ”

When Mayor Chen said this, the old hands trembled uncontrollably, and he picked up the water cup and wanted to drink water, but the cup was already finished, Wu Yingcheng could already feel the pain in his heart, and he didn't say anything, and hurriedly picked up the kettle next to him and poured him a glass.

He took a sip, calmed down considerably, and continued, "But my brothers, one by one, they starved to death, and I swore before I fell unconscious that if I could survive, I would never let any of my men starve again.

What you said at the conference today is not unreasonable, now that the liberation has been liberated, the people are the masters of their own country, and they can do whatever they want.

But have you ever thought that our Shuanggou Town is nested in this Shankaka, Wangyan, Dongmen, and Xin'an townships are fine, and there is a road leading to the county seat, and farmers can buy what they have.