Although he is a traitor and a businessman, Wang Xiang is particularly sympathetic to the poor, and from time to time he makes some righteous moves.

If Zhenhua was his father, he would never take the initiative to make up 300 yuan to Zhuang Xiaodie.

Wang Xiang waved his hand: "Go, go, go." ”

Zhenhua took the 300 yuan, gave it to Zhuang Xiaodie, and said Wang Xiang's words.

Zhuang Xiaodie shed tears and said, "This favor can only be repaid when my family is handsome......

Zhenhua comforted Zhuang Xiaodie: "That's not necessarily, Qi Lei has a good mind, maybe he will be able to turn over soon." Don't cry, celebrate the New Year with peace of mind, if you need New Year's goods or something, go to Chunlan's cigarette hotel on credit, I told Chunlan and Wu Xuan. ”

Zhuang Xiaodie sighed: "Why are you embarrassed to go on credit again? I still owe Chunlan the money for last year's New Year's goods." ”

Zhenhua emphasized again: "It's okay, if you don't have anything to offer, Wu Xuan and Chunlan will not refuse." If you're worried, I'll take you to buy New Year's goods. ”

Zhuang Xiaodie nodded and thanked her: "Then thank you brother, in two days, let Qi Gui go to Chunlan's store to buy New Year's goods." ”

Zhenhua understood what Zhuang Xiaodie meant, and she didn't dare to get the New Year's goods back too early, for fear that the creditors would take them to offset the debt. The safest way is to go to the "light egg collection" in the Chinese New Year's Eve to fight New Year's goods, at that time, no creditor would be so ruthless and move her New Year's goods.

Early in the morning of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Zhenhua drove a tractor and took Qi Gui to buy more than 300 pieces of New Year's goods on credit from his sister Chunlan's department store.

Fortunately, Wu Xuan was kind and respectful to Zhenhua, so he didn't say a word.

Pulling the New Year's goods back to Qi Lei's house, Zhenhua said to Qi Gui: "Paste the Spring Festival couplets, Qi Gui." ”

Qi Gui didn't understand what Zhenhua meant, and asked, "Didn't you post it in the afternoon?"

Zhenhua smiled: "The old master said that this year's Spring Festival couplets can be pasted in the morning." The sooner you post it, the faster you will get rich later. ”

There is an unwritten rule in the countryside, as long as the Spring Festival couplets are posted on the door, it means that the new year has begun, no matter how much money you owe to others, it will all be said after the new year. No creditor is so unsympathetic, and when he sees other people's Spring Festival couplets pasted up, he dares to ask for money.

Zhenhua asked Qi Gui to post the door as soon as possible, which also meant rejecting the creditor.

Qi Lei's mother naturally knew the customs of the countryside, and hurriedly asked Qi Gui to stick to the door.

Zhenhua also went home to clean, wash his hair and take a bath, and prepare for the New Year.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Zhenhua accepted Zhao Wenle's suggestion, and expanded the scope of the New Year from three groups to the one, two, three, and four groups in Dongwan, going door-to-door to greet the villagers, understand the basic situation of each household, and strengthen their own mass foundation.

The year is still the same year, the flowers are similar, but the people are different.

For Zhenhua and Qi Lei's families, they are poor, but for most of the villagers, they are richer than before.

During the Spring Festival, the villagers further improved the grade of tobacco and alcohol, ate and drank more frequently, and gambled more willingly.

For gambling activities in the countryside, Zhenhua has a headache and has the heart to stop it, but he is unable to implement it.

There are only two people at the police station in the township, and it is impossible to complete the work of banning gambling at all.

Zhenhua reacted to Ge Shoudao, and Ge Shoudao smiled bitterly: "What should I do? Who has the ability to stop this kind of entertainment from the villagers? We don't have the right to enforce the law, so we can't let the militia arrest them, right? For example, Wang Xiang next door to your house often gambles, do you have any way to stop him?"

Zhenhua thought for a while and said: "After the eighth day of the new year, we can make a propaganda and fake the holy decree, just say that there is a task from above, and gambling is prohibited." ”

Ge Shoudao nodded: "Okay, you can do it." ”

"I ......" Zhenhua smiled bitterly and was speechless.

After the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, all departments of the township government went to work.

Zhenhua hesitated, but walked into the township government compound and discussed it with Secretary Zhao Dejie.

Zhao Dejie listened to the report and said: "The militia battalion commander is also responsible for local security and also has law enforcement powers. If you find someone gambling in the village, you can take the militia to control them and send them to the police station to deal with them. ”

Zhenhua shook his head and smiled: "I don't dare to arrest people." ”

Grassroots cadres themselves are members of the masses and are related to the villagers. If you really exercise the power of law enforcement to arrest people, don't do the work in the future, and the villagers will hate you to death.

Therefore, the village cadres all know that the only thing that offends people is to be done in the township.

Zhao Dejie thought for a while and said: "That's it, we have a work meeting tomorrow, and I will study it with the relevant personnel of the police station and the judicial office, issue a notice, and form a joint law enforcement patrol team. ”

Zhenhua nodded: "I will definitely cooperate with the work and publicize the national policy in place." ”

In the afternoon of the next day, the Joint Law Enforcement Patrol entered Tung Wan Village and put up a loudspeaker on the roof of the car to publicize the situation.

Zhenhua also cooperated with the work of the township, and copied dozens of notice documents in large red letters and pasted them in conspicuous positions at the intersections of various villages. In addition, Zhenhua also listed a free order, looking for those villagers who like to gamble, greeting them one by one, and building momentum with great fanfare, so that they can converge and converge, and don't get caught.

After some hard work, the gambling atmosphere in the village finally subsided. Although there are still some relatively secret small-scale gambling, the scene of hundreds of people gathering together to push pai gow is no longer visible.

Through this gambling ban, Zhenhua feels that although it is difficult to completely change many bad habits in the countryside, as long as they are done, there will always be some results.

Of course, Zhenhua also suffered a lot of white eyes.

Those villagers who like to gamble, such as Wang Xiang and Liu Zhigao, always feel that Zhenhua is making a big fuss and has nothing to do!

After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, young and middle-aged people have gone out to work one after another, and spring ploughing and production, fertilization and hoeing have gradually begun, Zhenhua breathed a sigh of relief and did not worry about the villagers gambling.

Rural cadres are very idle in the spring and rarely have anything to do with work.

In this spring, Zhenhua is no different from other farmers, nothing more than farming, raising pigs and picking up manure......

Zhenhua's father couldn't stay idle at home, and he was worried about the family's debts, so he insisted on going out to work, and together with a few villagers, he went to a forest farm in the mountains of southern Anhui to plant trees. Zhenhua couldn't persuade him, so he had to agree.

On the twenty-sixth day of the first month, Zhenhua's father took a futon and dozens of catties of rice and went out with a few villagers.

Cuihong sighed at home and said an old saying in her hometown: "Jiangnan is easy to make money, and it will be gone for two or three years." If you want to go home, you haven't ...... money yet."

Zhenhua sent his father to the car, which was even more sad. My father is over 50 years old and has never been out of the house in his life, but after he is over half a hundred years old, he left his hometown because of the pressure of life.

Qi Lei, Qi Lei, how many families have you suffered from your kid?!