Growing mushrooms has always been auspicious, and when I go back to the village, I often see him riding a motorcycle to the village, hoping to collect the mushrooms as soon as possible. It's just that the market is ruthless, and the cultivation of mushrooms on a large scale has made the market suddenly change from hot to cold, from hot to rotten, and it is only a matter of a year.

The price of mushrooms collected by the county foreign trade bureau was finally announced, and the price surprised everyone. Six cents and five cents per kilogram.

The people in the village blew up the nest and went to find Xiangyi. It is that the quality of this price requirement is quite strict, and the slightly unsatisfactory place is the external level.

Thinking about the price of 7 per kilogram last year, it is a world of difference. I don't dare to make people believe it, I can't even recover the cost at this price, I can't eat or drink this thing at home, and I don't add value to it, so I have to sell it for a lot of money!

There are more and more people in the village who are crusading against Xiangyi, and you led the people to do it at the beginning, and you swore that you would have the people's government as a strong backing?

But in this situation, isn't it poor because you haven't gotten rich?

Xiangyi is also at a loss for this situation, the market is here, and he has no ability to turn the tide. But as a grassroots cadre for many years, he also has his own set of methods when encountering this kind of thing.

The repair work of the temple basically has an eyebrow, and he has 36 plans to go up. He relied on the specific affairs of the temple to the deputy in the village, saying that he had something to do and would go back in a few days. Let him do a good job in the village, don't go on any errands, of course, if you can't do it, you can wait for him to come back and make a decision.

For several days, no one could find Xiangyi, and the village cadres watched the play and were dumbfounded. No matter what, you can't resist the entanglement of these villagers, there are people who say anything unpleasant, and the village cadres are also bitter, and say helplessly, I also planted mushrooms in this greenhouse, I didn't know that such a thing would happen!

The villagers said, "You are happy to go up the knife mountain and down to the sea of fire, why did you lead everyone to jump into the fire pit?" Aren't you breaking your conscience?

The village cadres also said that they were planted by the form that everyone voluntarily filled out, and they didn't hold your hands and press their handprints, right?

Fuck your fart! You don't blow so well, you can earn tens of thousands of dollars a year, can we fall for you?

I can't control it! You go to whoever you like, and if you lose money, you will find us, and if you make money, you will not give us the points of being cadres!

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People complained, the cadres in various villages are like rats crossing the street, this kind of situation of doing bad things with good intentions, people want to cry without tears, many people are desperate to invest the money for their sons to marry their daughters-in-law, and the money for building houses, but they have lost all their money.

The matter gradually got bigger, and the villagers of several villages flocked to the county government to ask for an explanation, and for a time the mushroom planting turmoil was boiling. People pulled many buckets of mushrooms to the door of the county government, crying and grabbing the ground. It is said that an old man, pulling a few buckets of mushrooms in a small cart, squatted at the gate of the county government for a day and a night, and did not wait for the person in charge to give a word.

In desperation, he wiped his neck with a knife at the door of the county government, which became a big news in Jincheng County.

There is really no way, and the county government has allocated some subsidies from the treasury to subsidize the households that grow mushrooms, so that their losses are not so painful. The matter has calmed down a bit, and the situation is not so deteriorating.

At this time, Xiangyi came back from the outside and became a sympathizer. sympathized with everyone's suffering, and saw the villagers saying words of apology with snot and tears, which meant to kneel down for everyone. Saying that his education is not high, his ability to distinguish things is poor, and everything needs to be greatly improved, he hopes that the vast number of cadres and masses will learn the lesson of this blood.

And encourage everyone that the good days are still ahead, "thousands of sails on the side of the sinking boat, and ten thousand trees in front of the sick tree", "falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers", "the mountains and rivers are doubtful, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village". The latter nonsense may have been copied from the textbooks of elementary school students who worked overtime at night. Calculate and sell, roll your eyes when you back it, and think about it, and look unfamiliar.

Everyone couldn't figure out what Xiangyi said, and they caught up with the big pots, one by one. From the look of his heart, he is sincere from the bottom of his heart, killing people is not enough, and it is not himself who has been deceived, and the government has made up for it somewhat. That's it. Originally, if a person is not a sage, who can be without fault?

After all, the kind villagers can't tolerate a few good words in their hearts, and no one cares about this mushroom thing with Xiangyi anymore.

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Crackling, in a burst of firecrackers, the deserted temple was completed, in the eighties for the temple repair or a new life is a thing, the government policy is much looser, the constraints have just been eased, although the deserted temple is renewed, the Buddha statue is reshaped, and I don't dare to toss it with great fanfare, but also the old and young masters of the village and neighboring villages go to watch, all hope that the gods will protect one side, so that everyone can live smoothly and peacefully.

Xiangyi was full of spring breeze, and the village leadership team sat down behind a few tables. He sits in the middle, the others are lined up on the left and right, and there are small cadres in the back, just like the Liangshan heroes sit in the row, but they are just Sanqingguan, but they are not "Zhongyi Hall".

Xiangyi seemed to be fully prepared, holding a large stack of paper manuscripts in his hand, up and down for 5,000 years and 80,000 miles, and he didn't know what he was talking about. He reads at the top, and everyone talks below, laughing, and amusing the children.

Suddenly, I heard Xiangyi say: "....... I've talked a lot, and it's not early. In the future, Lin Jingxian will be in charge of this temple, and his little grandson, Little Living Buddha, will preside over daily affairs. Comrade Lin Jingxian will speak below! Everyone applauds and welcomes!"

In the sparse applause, Jing Xian walked out of the crowd and nodded to the group as he walked. Wangcai pursed his lips and whispered to me: "And, what kind of image is a pig with green onions in its nose? Take one step and move three times, the hippie smile with a shrunken neck, and it looks sour!" I smiled and said nothing.

“...... Dear gentlemen, ladies, ladies and ladies, hello ......" Jing Xian's opening remarks came from nowhere, everyone laughed, and Wangcai said: "Fuck, the dog has horns, foreign (sheep) style." "I said, be quiet. But I couldn't hold back my laughter and bent over.

Jingxian's hair is shiny today, I don't know how much oil he has smeared, and he is wearing a dark gray tunic on his body. Although it was a little old, it was washed clean, and despite everyone's laughter, I continued to read the manuscript in my hand: "...... Thanks to the love of the vast number of cadres and masses in the village under the leadership of the county leadership commune, I became the director of the temple, and I will wrap the corpses of the villagers in horse leather, bow down to death, and then ....... ”