"No, no, no, teacher, you listen to me. Zhenhua took off his broken straw hat and said with a smile: "Actually, my life at home is ...... It's okay, and the economy isn't too bad. The child is not sensible and talks nonsense...... I can't ask for this student subsidy, so the teacher should arrange it for other poor students. ”

The teacher frowned slightly and said, "This parent, I understand your feelings. However, it is not a shame to receive a student grant, and as parents, we should think about our children's learning, right?"

"The teacher misunderstood, I'm not afraid of being embarrassed, it's not for this ......reason," Zhenhua smiled bitterly.

Uncle Xiang next door listened in front of his house, and couldn't help it, so he came over and said to the teacher: "Teacher, Pan Pan her father Zhao Zhenhua is the village party secretary of our Dongwan Village. He is a secretary, and he wants a subsidy of 300 yuan from your school, how embarrassing is it?"

"Huh!?"

Teacher Wu's face turned red and his mouth opened wide!

Zhenhua threw a cigarette to Uncle Xiang and said with a wry smile: "What did Uncle Xiang say about this? The teacher came to visit our home because he cared about us." ”

Teacher Wu reacted, cramped and incoherent: "I'm sorry Secretary Zhao, I just transferred this semester, I really didn't know you were the village secretary, I'm sorry, I'm really embarrassed......"

In everyone's impression, the village secretary must not be associated with poor households!

Teacher Wu knew that he had helped the village secretary to help the poor, so he was naturally embarrassed.

"It's okay teacher, it's the kid who is talking nonsense and causing you trouble. Zhenhua smiled and said:

"My family's house is also ready to be flipped. As for income, my family has a field and a side job, and I also have a salary and a work allowance, and I am also lucky to earn money. My parents are in good health and are currently self-reliant and can help us. Children study, it doesn't cost much, dozens of dollars per semester, it's no problem at all......"

Teacher Wu was still blushing, and couldn't help snickering, and said, "I'm really sorry, I really didn't know that you were the village secretary." Then I won't delay you, and I'll go back. ”

"Teacher, wait......" Zhenhua retained and said:

"This policy of your education department is very helpful to children from poor families. I want to give you ...... Is it okay to provide some information about the poor families in Dongwan Village and ask the school to take care of them?"

Since there is such a good policy above, Zhenhua naturally wants to fight for some difficult households in the village.

Teacher Wu thought for a while and said, "I am only in charge of my class, so it is best to reflect what Secretary Zhao said to the school leaders." ”

"Okay, I'll go to school another day and meet with the school leaders. Zhenhua said with a smile.

Teacher Wu said goodbye and rode back.

It's just that Wang Xiang is a lot old, and he is still not serious, so he deliberately shouted in the back: "Teacher, don't you stay for dinner?"

"No, no, thank you......" Teacher Wu blushed and fled.

Zhenhua gave Wang Xiang a roll of his eyes: "Uncle Xiang, you are really getting older and ...... Spirit, and joking with other young female teachers, beware of aunties plucking your ears!"

Wang Xiang also glared: "What, what? I asked you to stay with someone for dinner, and then the uncle accompanied the guests and had a glass of wine!"

"Don't think about it, uncle, even if people stay for dinner, I will ask my aunt to accompany the guests, and it won't be your turn!" Zhenhua smiled and went to work in the field.

Yilan frowned and looked at Zhenhua and asked, "What is the teacher doing here, is Panpan breaking the law at school?"

"It's not a crime, the teacher is here to help the poor. Zhenhua sighed and smiled bitterly, and said: "Panpan, this little girl, talking nonsense at school, saying that we live in a small tile house, and we have no skills to make money, we are poor households, and we want to apply for the school's student subsidy......"

"Panpan said that?" Yilan frowned even more.

"Wait for Panpan to get out of school, just ask her, this little girl!" Zhenhua was depressed.

He is diligent, farming and raising pigs, conscientiously working as a village cadre, taking time to run transportation, and going to electric fish and electric loaches in the slack season.

However, now they have become poor households and have been helped by poverty alleviation!

This face, it's a big shame!

Yilan thought for a while and sighed: "Hurry up and build a house, the small tiled house at home makes the child inferior!"

"Cover it, cover it, cover it after the New Year!" Zhenhua said angrily.

When it was dark, Panpan was out of school.

Zhenhua came back from the field and asked with a straight face: "Panpan, the school teacher came to me and said that our family is a difficult household. What did you say at school?"

"I didn't say anything...... Panpan was a little frightened, and replied weakly:

"The teacher said, who lives in a small tile house at home, and whose parents are not in good health and have no skills to farm at home...... That's the poor household, let raise your hand. I raised my hand, and when the teacher asked me anything, I said anything......"

Zhenhua glared: "Then you can't say that I hurt my shoulder when I fight with others, your teacher still thinks I'm a gangster, and I specialize in fighting with people!"

"Don't scare the child!" Yilan protected her daughter, rolled her eyes and said:

"Is the child wrong? You don't live in a small tiled house? Do you have the skills to work and earn money? Your shoulders are not beaten by people? It doesn't hurt on a rainy day? When you are in your thirties, you become a poor household, and you lose your temper?"

Zhenhua wanted to get angry, but finally held back and said with a wry smile: "Okay, okay, build a building next year, and start construction after the Spring Festival." ”

In the past ten years, there have been too many people who have been ashamed of Yilan, and they are angry at Yilan, that is, they have no conscience.

Panpan was aggrieved and hid in his room.

Yilan went to coax again, with kind words to comfort.

Zhao Chenghai sighed and glared at his son: "You have come all the way to be an official for food, drink and clothing, who told you to be a secretary and not make money? If you turn your head, the three-story small building at home is now built!"

"It's the party that asked me to be a secretary and not make money!" Zhenhua replied to his father, and sighed again:

"Dad, if you want to make money and keep a good reputation as a cadre, you can't do it. I have a good reputation, that's it. If I really want to make money, I won't be a secretary and go to work for Qi Lei. The money from the part-time job is clean and not hot to hold. ”

In fact, Zhenhua also knows that Dad is not wrong.

In the position of village secretary, he manages a large village with a population of 4,000, and it is easy to make money!

Not to mention anything else, as long as you are bold enough to collect money privately, you can break your pockets!

Zhenhua didn't want to make some money, but once this idea germinated, he was strangled in his mind.

Putting aside party discipline and state law, the villagers of Dongwan Village are all looking at themselves; Zheng Huailiang and Zhao Wenle are also looking at themselves; and the spirit of the old master in the sky is also looking at himself!

All decent and upright people are optimistic about themselves, and they can't let them down, and they can't let their hometown people down!