Qi Lei seems to be very busy, and he hasn't been back much since the reservoir dispute. Occasionally called Zhenhua, it was also a matter of three words, and he hung up the phone impatiently.

Zhenhua saw Qi Lei again, and it was almost the New Year.

Qi Lei also had a meal at home, went to Xiulian's grave to take a look, and ran away again.

Zhenhua didn't bother to bother with the matter between Qi Lei and Zhuang Xiaodie. The emperor is not in a hurry, he is in a hurry to die a eunuch, why bother?

At the end of the year, the Civil Affairs Bureau provided grants and condolences to extremely poor households. Zhenhua was busy for several days, taking the cadres of the civil affairs department to visit and express condolences to various natural villages in Dongwan Village.

That day in Xin Daying, when he walked to the east of the village, an old lady named Huang Huaifen grabbed Zhenhua.

Zhenhua smiled: "Is there something wrong, Grandma Huang?"

Grandma Huang pulled Zhenhua all the way to her backyard, pointed to the door of the latrine, and whispered: "Secretary, no one sees it here, you can help me and push me into the dung pit and drown." ”

"Grandma Huang, what are you doing here?" Zhenhua was taken aback, and thought to himself, could it be that Grandma Huang's two sons are not filial?

Zhenhua also understands Grandma Huang's situation.

She was almost eighty years old, with a stiff body and a little Alzheimer's. Two sons, one is in business in the town and the other is working outside the home. The eldest son Huang Yegang is in business, and the family also grows a few acres of land, so life is passable!

Grandma Huang shook her head and said, "I'm almost eighty years old, and I can't work, I can only eat, what are I doing alive?"

"Then you can't die!" Zhenhua smiled bitterly and asked again: "Is there something wrong, you tell me, I will definitely help you solve it." Now that you have food and drink, and you are in good health, how can you think of death when you are really enjoying pure happiness?"

Grandma Huang sighed: "I'm fine, I'm really fine, I just don't want to live." ”

Zhenhua took Grandma Huang's hand and chatted for a long time, but she didn't understand why Grandma Huang didn't want to live!

Coming out of Grandma Huang's house, Zhenhua hurriedly called Huang Yegang to report the situation and ask the reason.

Huang Yegang sighed and smiled bitterly, and said: "My mother has Alzheimer's, and she often does this, and when she sees someone, she asks someone to push herself into the water and drown." Secretary, leave her alone, she's fine. ”

Zhenhua hung up the phone and went to visit the village again. As soon as I understood it, this was indeed the case, exactly the same as what Huang Yegang said.

The people in the village advised Zhenhua: "Don't worry, the secretary, the old lady can't die, she's just a roundabout." ”

When he returned home that night, thinking of Grandma Huang, Zhenhua was still unhappy. Why does a healthy person want to die?

It just so happened that Zhao Wenle went home that night and passed by the village of the three groups.

Zhenhua saw it, so he kept Zhao Wenle for dinner.

Zhao Wenle smiled: "I'll go home to see my mother and eat with her." After dinner, I'll talk to you. ”

"Second grandfather, I'd better go find you. Zhenhua said with a smile.

After dinner, Zhenhua brought a cup of tea and went to chat with Zhao Wenle.

At this time, Zhao Wenle had already taken a back seat and was about to retire, and he had an idle post in a neighboring county, mainly responsible for the work of old cadres.

The two drank tea and chatted, and Zhenhua naturally talked about Grandma Huang.

"It's not the cause of Alzheimer's disease, it's the lack of care and the loss of joy in life. To put it simply, although the old people are now old, they are not yet happy. Zhao Wenle sighed and said:

"Especially the old ladies of the rural generation, most of them are illiterate, do not have any entertainment activities, and do not have access to new things and information from the outside world, so they are prone to self-isolation. In addition, the pace of life is too fast now, and the children are busy with their own lives, and they can't take care of the spiritual life of the elderly, and the elderly feel lonely, so they will sprout the idea of being suicidal and misanthropic......"

Zhenhua suddenly realized, and nodded again and again: "It's still the second grandfather who analyzes it thoroughly." ”

Zhao Wenle nodded: "This is a bad phenomenon, and it is also a tendency worthy of vigilance." As the village party secretary, you should also pay more attention to the mental health of the elderly and find ways to enrich the entertainment activities of the elderly. At the same time, it is also necessary to do some publicity in the village to provide for the elderly and respect the elderly, so that the villagers can care about their parents and honor their parents. ”

Zhenhua nodded: "I know, I'll solve this matter in the next year, print some flyers and send them out." ”

Zhao Wenle also mentioned the conflict between Dongwan Village and the reservoir contractor in the summer, and criticized Zhenhua, saying that he was unorganized, undisciplined, and had no overall view, and the thinking and way of doing things of the king of the mountain.

Zhenhua smiled bitterly: "That is also the aggressiveness of the reservoir contractor, and I was forced to face it." If it weren't for the-for-tat, the villagers would lose their right to use water in the Dongwan Reservoir, and I would be the sinner of the whole village. Let the second grandfather be the village party secretary, and it is estimated that the second grandfather is also like me, rolling up his sleeves and using force. ”

Zhao Wenle shook his head and talked about getting rich in the countryside.

Zhenhua was even more at a loss, and said: "The people in the village have run out, and those who have become rich are outside, and the rest are left-behind old people, left-behind women, and left-behind children." Second grandfather, tell me, where is the way out for our countryside?"

Sometimes, Zhenhua is really frustrated.

When the road was built, he naively thought that after the road was repaired, the villagers would be about to get rich. Who knew that the vibrating avenue was repaired, the outflow of people from the village was even more, and even the primary school teaching point was cancelled!

Zhao Wenle didn't have a good way, and said: "It is a long road to get rich in the countryside. The pattern of urban-rural duality has been formed, people run to the city, and money also runs to the city. Grassroots cadres in the rural areas must stick to it and continue to lead them to start a business; and they must also wait and cooperate with the state's major strategies and policies to bring about thorough changes in the rural areas. ”

Zhenhua sighed: "I'm just afraid, the countryside is getting more and more withered, and I finally became the commander of the light pole." ”

Zhao Wenle was more optimistic and said with a smile: "Actually, as long as everyone's living conditions are good, it is gratifying to stay in the countryside or go to the city." You can't see the withering of the countryside and be disheartened, let alone deny the achievements of reform and opening up. ”

"That's right. Zhenhua nodded and smiled.

Before the Spring Festival, Zhenhua held a meeting of all village committees to discuss the mental health of the left-behind elderly.

The members of the village committee were very active, and they each talked about the situation of some elderly people in the village. Only then did Zhenhua know that Grandma Huang's situation was not one or two!!

Xin Anlong suggested that a general meeting of all villagers be convened to make a publicity.

Zhenhua said: "The villagers are very busy, and there are still people who have not come back from other places. I think it's better for each group to meet separately, and you are responsible for your own division of labor, and then print out the documents, and send a copy to each household, and post it on the wall......"