Song Jiacai was even more proud, spit on the ground, turned around and walked away slowly, and said: "Have a meeting, have a bird meeting, and go home for dinner!

Song Rengui also got up and walked behind his nephew.

Zheng Huailiang's face was dark, and he wanted to have a seizure, but in the end he held back.

He is not Wang Xiang, without Wang Xiang's body and strength, he can't beat Song Jiacai's uncle and nephew here.

And Zheng Huailiang has always belonged to Wen Tunshui, has no quick temper, and is not the kind of person who fights if he disagrees.

Wang Xiang knew Zheng Huailiang's embarrassment, and waved his hand: "The secretary continued, just don't bother with the Song family's wealth, this thing belongs to a dog, and anyone who sees it will take a bite!"

The villagers also chimed in: "Yes, yes, let's have a meeting!"

In fact, everyone didn't have the heart to listen to Zheng Huailiang's tirade here, and let him continue the meeting, purely to comfort and save face.

Zheng Huailiang shook his head and waved his hand: "That's all for today's meeting, don't delay everyone's time, let's disperse." ”

He also saw the attitude of the villagers, everyone was very stubborn, and they didn't listen to their words at all! No matter how good he said, he played the piano to the cow.

In that case, what a ghost?

If you are poor, you will be poor, anyway, everyone eats their own food, and no one dares to go to his Zheng Huailiang's house to grab food!

And the spirit of the meeting that Zheng Huailiang wants to convey, that is, the above two points, has already been said.

Originally, Zheng Huailiang wanted to give full play to the current situation of Dongwan Village and give you some specific suggestions.

But being humiliated by Song Jiacai in person, where does Zheng Huailiang still have this thought?

The villagers dispersed giggling.

It was already dusk and it was getting dark.

Zheng Huailiang went to the toilet at the back of Zhenhua's house.

Zhao Chenghai pulled his wife Cuihong and said in a low voice: "Mom, you cook some food and leave Zheng Huailiang for dinner." ”

"What, leave Secretary Zheng for dinner?" Cuihong suspected that she had misheard.

You must know that Zhao Chenghai has always been stingy, he is notoriously picky, every copper plate is strung on the rib bones, and there is never a time to leave someone to eat for no reason!

Zhao Chenghai nodded and said, "By the way, call Wang Xiang and Liu Zhigao, and ...... Qi Lei, kill a chicken, just cook a few more dishes, drink a glass of wine and chat. ”

For Wang Xiang and Liu Zhigao, Zhao Chenghai still owes a favor, and he just paid it back tonight.

"Oh. Cui Hong nodded, asked Qi Lei to catch chickens and slaughter them, and ordered Zhenhua to invite Wang Xiang and Liu Zhigao.

It happened that Zheng Huailiang came from the back of the house, heard Cuihong's words, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Sister-in-law Cuihong, I'm leaving, don't eat here, don't worry about it!"

Zheng Huailiang took office as the village party secretary, and he was a decent person for only one or two years, and he was not the kind of person who was greedy for food and drink.

He also knows the hardships of rural people, and he is unwilling to let Zhao Chenghai break the bank.

Zhao Chenghai grabbed Zheng Huailiang's arm: "Don't go, secretary, let's have a drink tonight!"

Cui Hong also smiled and said: "Why, our small temple still can't keep the secretary of the great Bodhisattva?

Zhenhua also said: "Yes, Secretary Zheng, what you just said is very reasonable, and I still want to hear it." ”

Zhenhua didn't lie to this sentence.

Zheng Huailiang's words were interrupted by Song Jiacai just now, Zhenhua didn't hear the clue, and he was very unhappy with Song Jiacai.

Zheng Huailiang's eyes lit up, as if he had met a bosom friend, and he nodded: "Okay, just for Zhenhua's words, I will stay for dinner tonight, and hold a meeting with Qi Lei alone, and talk about the construction of Dongwan Village by getting rid of poverty and becoming rich!"

Zhenhua nodded and went out to invite Wang Xiang and Liu Zhigao.

It didn't take much effort, Wang Xiang and Liu Zhigao both came, and thanked them happily.

Cuihong was quick with her hands and feet, first sent a plate of peanuts and a plate of stir-fried vegetables, and cut three salted duck eggs for everyone to drink first.

After three rounds of drinking, Qi Lei was neither big nor small, and he made a joke with Zheng Huailiang: "Secretary, let's talk while drinking, you tell us about getting rid of poverty and building Dongwan Village." Our hometown is also too poor, you see that talents like me and Zhenhua can't even get a wife! If I was born in southern Jiangsu, I have children now!"

Wang Xiang and Liu Zhigao both laughed and scolded: "You kid is really not ashamed!"

Zheng Huailiang believed it, came to his senses, waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's continue with the meeting just now." ”

Zhenhua put down his chopsticks and listened intently.

"First of all, it is a matter of emancipating the mind and changing the concept. Our Dongwan Village, and even the entire county, are too conservative in thinking!" Zheng Huailiang looked at everyone and started another round of speeches:

We take Brother Wang Xiang as an example, killing pigs to do business, and there are losses and gains, right? If we are worried about losing money, then we will not do business? In reform and opening up, we must try some new things, and if we cross the river by feeling the stones, we will definitely fail. If you don't dare to try for fear of failure, you will be poor for the rest of your life!"

Wang Xiang and Liu Zhigao both nodded, and Zhao Chenghai also nodded.

It's just that they still give face out of politeness, and they may not agree with Zheng Huailiang's words in their hearts.

Zhenhua looked at Zheng Huailiang and asked, "Secretary Zheng, you said that the wheat and rape yields in southern Jiangsu are true?

Zheng Huailiang waved his hand and said, "The soil is the same, I've seen it." People's yields are also real, there is no moisture!"

Zhenhua frowned: "That is, the varieties are different, the rape in our hometown has a yield of more than 100 catties per mu." ”

"Yes, the varieties are different, and the cultivation techniques are also different! Therefore, we must learn and introduce other people's advanced technology and fine varieties!" Zheng Huai nodded and said:

"This time, I brought hybrid rapeseed transplanting technology from the south, and I have a meeting with you today, and I want to talk about this matter. The rapeseed on our side is an old variety, and the rapeseed seeds are directly sprinkled into the soil, and then it is harvested by the sky. In the south, people raise seedlings first, and then plant rape seedlings and transplant them into the fields......"

Hearing this, Wang Xiang and Liu Zhigao both laughed and shook their hands together: "We can't do this kind of delicate thing, we can't do it!"

Zhao Chenghai also smiled, shook his head and said: "It is said that farming is like embroidery, and farming like this is really embroidery kung fu." I can't do it, I can't do it to death!"

Zheng Huailiang sighed and said:

"That's why I said that our hometown is extensive farming, and our people in the south are intensively cultivated. Why is the South rich and our hometown poor? This is the source of the difference. You are still old-fashioned, and if you don't learn from other people's experiences, this kind of difference will exist for the rest of your life! We think all day long about finding a way to work outside to earn money, but we are not willing to work for ourselves, and leave our own fields empty, alas...... This is holding a golden rice bowl, going out to ask for food!"

Wang Xiang smiled: "You are the secretary, of course you are a little finer, we farmers are all big and coarse, and we can't be fine!"

Zheng Huailiang was very disappointed, looked at Zhenhua and Qi Lei, and asked, "You two high school students, do you think what I said is right?"

"Secretary, what you said is so right, every sentence has reached my heart!" Qi Lei slapped the table and stood up, looked at Zhao Zhenhua, was serious and impassioned, and said point-in-cheek:

"Zhenhua, do you hear me? Secretary Zheng instructed us to be bolder and faster. You have to keep in mind Secretary Zheng's supreme instructions, actively fall in love, be bolder, step faster, strive to get married at the end of the year, marry the little tailor into the door, and give birth to twins next year!"

"Poof—"

Wang Xiang didn't hold back, and the sip of wine he had just drunk squirted out, spraying Liu Zhigao's face all over his face.

Liu Zhigao wiped his face, also laughed and trembled, pointed at Qi Lei and scolded: "You little bastard, this broken mouth is even more powerful than Hao Guolan!"