Xu Jin put on a high hat for Zheng Huailiang, also put a set on him, and said with a smile: "Secretary Zheng is the number one leader in our Dongwan Village, as a family, you are not capable, who has the ability?

The old master nodded again and again: "Yes, Principal Xu is right, Secretary Zheng is carrying the beams, and everyone has made great efforts to demolish and rebuild these houses this summer." ”

Teacher Zhenhua and Tian Kaifang also nodded and said, "Secretary Zheng has worked hard, the children of Dongwan Village will remember Secretary Zheng!"

"If you have it, don't give me a set!" Zheng Huailiang waved his hand again and again, and said:

"Old Master, Principal Xu and teachers, listen to me. More than anyone else, I want to solve the problem of renovating the dilapidated houses of the school, but now I am empty-handed, and it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice! The village has no money, and he still owes a lot of debts, so what can he use to build a house?"

The old master glared: "Do you still look for you if you have money? I just looked for you when I didn't have money!"

Zheng Huailiang complained bitterly and scolded the old master:

"Old master, you old man don't understand my suffering. In this way, there are regulations in the township that the collection rate of the agricultural tax retention amount should reach more than 180 percent, and the rest can be used as construction funds for the village. Our Dongwan Village is so poor that we can't get 50 percent of it every year. Every time there is a meeting in the township, I am like a bear, with my head down, and I am the secretary and the township chief to criticize ......"

The old master didn't eat oil and salt, so he ate Zheng Huailiang, waved his hand and said: "I don't care about your hardships, I only know that this house is going to collapse, and if you don't flip it, something big will happen!"

Xu Jin also sighed: "It's really going to collapse, it's windy and rainy during class, and I'm scared." If something goes wrong and the students are killed or injured, I, the principal, am afraid that I will be shot! So, I told the teachers that if the house collapses during class, let the students go first, and our teachers will kill them, and even if they get out alive, they will be shot!"

Zheng Huailiang looked at Xu Jin and said, "But Principal Xu, don't stare at me all day long." The affairs of the school are not only the responsibility of our village, but also the responsibility of the township and the township education committee! You, the principal, are not appointed by me, and whoever appoints you as the principal will go to whom!"

It is true that the principal of the primary school is not appointed by the village party secretary, but by the township education committee.

Zheng Huailiang said: "There is an education committee in the township, a township head in charge of education, and then an education bureau. I'm a village secretary, I'm a ghost!"

Xu Jin also came to the fire and said: "I am the principal, so naturally I will not shirk my responsibility." I don't know how many times I've reported the problem of dilapidated buildings in the school. The Township Education Committee also promised me to allocate 2,000 yuan. My ability is only so great, my face is only so big, and the rest will be solved by you, the village secretary!"

Zheng Huailiang cried with a sad face: "Six houses are flipped, two thousand yuan is a fart!?"

The old master said: "The house should not be too big, it can be smaller, and it can be rebuilt according to the original scale, as long as it is strong." ”

Zheng Huailiang sighed and was silent.

The old master pointed to the slogan on the wall of the school with a crutch and said: "Secretary Zheng, this slogan is very clear, no matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education, and no matter how hard you are, you can't be bitter about children." You are the secretary of Dongwan Village, you are responsible for the children in the village, and put the school's affairs first!"

"Alas......" Zheng Huailiang looked at the slogan on the wall and said: "In this way, we will collect the retention money today, and the village cadres will hold a meeting at my house and hold a meeting in the evening." The old master and a few teachers went to dinner, and after the meal, we discussed the renovation of the school's dilapidated buildings. ”

The old master shook his head again and again: "I won't go, I eat people's mouths and soft hands, I eat your food, and it won't be easy to trouble you tomorrow! No matter how you hold a meeting, you have to solve the problem of dilapidated buildings in the school anyway!"

Zhenhua and several teachers couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, okay, the old master won't go, and I won't force it. Zheng Huai nodded brightly, and said to Zhenhua:

"Zhenhua, after school in the afternoon, go to Wang Xiang's house to weigh five catties of pork, and then go to Qi Liangzhu's house, buy two packs of 424 cigarettes, three bottles of first-class liquor, and then buy some tofu 1,000 sheets, so that they can be recorded in the village account. After buying things, I sent them to my house to help my wife cook. I'm going to go and collect the retention money, I'm too busy, alas!"

Zhenhua nodded.

Zheng Huailiang arched his hand at the old master, got on the bicycle, and ran away.

"Let's go to class, school affairs, as long as I don't die, I will stare at Zheng Huailiang all day long!" the old master waved his hand and said.

Xu Jin thanked him, took everyone back to school, and continued to attend classes.

After school in the afternoon, Zhenhua went home and said to his mother: "Mom, don't cook my food at night, I'm going to Secretary Zheng's house for a meeting to discuss the school building a house." Secretary Zheng also asked me to buy meat, wine, and cigarettes......"

Cuihong hadn't heard it clearly, but Zhao Chenghai heard it, grabbed his son and asked, "Tell you to buy a few catties of meat?"

"Five pounds of meat. Zhenhua was a little puzzled, why did Dad ask this, there was no matter how big or small?

Zhao Chenghai smiled and said in a low voice: "I'll teach you...... You go and buy six catties of meat, bring it back, and I'll cut one and a half catties and keep it for us to eat tomorrow. You can take the rest to Zheng Huailiang, anyway, keep the account. ”

Zhenhua was stunned, crying and laughing: "Dad, are you so greedy?"

Zhao Chenghai glared and said, "It's not that I'm greedy, but everyone does it!"

Zhenhua rolled his eyes: "Who did this, you saw it?"

Zhao Chenghai glared and said in a low voice: "The village cadres all do this, Wang Xiang told me." Moreover, Wang Xiang also kept a black account, he drank too much that day, and told me in person!"

Zhenhua was stunned: "Won't it?"

Zhao Chenghai sneered and said: "The cadres in the village collectively opened a gang and bought pork, tobacco and alcohol on credit. The small cadres went to buy meat, cut a little for their own food, and took the rest to open a gang. Wang Xiang also kept accounts indiscriminately, obviously it was five catties of meat, but he recorded it as seven catties. Every year when the agricultural tax is levied in the middle of the season, he and Murakami settle accounts and offset each other's accounts; Wang Xiang has already calculated this year's agricultural tax, and he and Murakami will not settle the accounts until next year. You go buy meat now, buy a little more, and leave a pound or two of it, no one knows......"

Zhenhua was stunned.

There is still such an operation!

Zheng Huailiang looks shrewd, why is the financial management in the village so chaotic?

Zhao Chenghai was very proud, and said: "Qi Liangzhu opened a small shop, and he also kept a record of the black accounts in the village, as well as Qiu Houjun, who sold tofu......"

Zhenhua smiled bitterly and waved his hand: "Okay, okay, I know, but I can't do this." If Daddy is hungry, I will buy ten catties of meat for you to satisfy your hunger with my salary this month!"

After that, Zhenhua took a basket from home, turned around and left.

Zhao Chenghai was so angry that he stomped his feet in the back, but there was nothing he could do.

(October 25th, second update, thank you for your support!)