For two days in a row, Lin Xi was like an outsider watching the village cadres busy and useless.

It's almost evening again, and the sun is setting over the distant mountains.

After a few days of adaptation, Lin Xi is relatively no longer afraid of the countryside.

"Dudu, come, eat!"

"Woo Woo ......"

Dudu is the name Lin Xi gave to the puppy, and it can be regarded as her companion, and she has relied on it to accompany Lin Xi these days.

Lin Xi was teasing the dog on the third floor while enjoying the scenery of the distant mountains, and then took out his mobile phone to keep taking pictures of the sunset.

At this moment, Secretary Luo walked towards this side with a handbag like a frosted eggplant.

She knew that Secretary Luo would only come back after a meeting.

In the past few days, the poverty alleviation work in the western counties has been fully rolled out, and the fake township has been rated as a poor township.

Although Taohua Village is still a non-poor village, judging from the frequency and face of Secretary Luo's meetings, it will become a poor village sooner or later.

Lin Xi hurriedly put away his mobile phone, then turned around and walked downstairs.

Secretary Luo's office is very dilapidated, with a computer as an ornament, and there are many gray layers on the table.

Next to the computer, an ashtray is stuffed with cigarette butts, which can be seen in the distress of the secretary.

Seeing Lin Xi coming, Luo Youde coughed twice, then snuffed out the cigarette butt and moved the ashtray to the main engine.

"Lin Xi, come, come, sit. ”

"Secretary Xie!"

Lin Xi was very restrained, after all, since she came to the village, Secretary Luo has not officially talked to her.

Coupled with the current attitude of the village cadres towards her as a volunteer, I am a little uneasy.

"Secretary, the previous rice distribution ......"

"Don't say it, let's go, go to Song Lin's house to see, their old sow has given birth. ”

"Oh!"

Luo Youde is the old secretary of Peach Blossom Village and has been a secretary for many years.

"I wanted to have a good chat with you, but you are a girl, hehe, my old man is sometimes inconvenient, so I want you to adapt to it for a week, after all, the countryside and the city are two days!"

Lin Xi was warm after hearing this, it seemed that he was thinking too much, and Secretary Luo was actually still paying attention to himself all the time.

"Secretary, I, I can, you see, I don't have anything to do these days......"

Secretary Luo stood and looked at the sun that was about to set in the distant mountains, his eyes were full of worry and vicissitudes.

"In this way, tomorrow you will go to the convenience service point and familiarize yourself with the situation in our Peach Blossom Village first. ”

"Secretary, will our village be rated as a poor village?"

"What is a meeting? Secretary Zhang of the Township Party Committee has already talked to me, and Taohua Village must be a poor village. ”

……

The two of them are one after the other, just like grandparents and grandchildren walking on a country road.

This time, Lin Xi experienced for the first time what a village cadre is, and also experienced Secretary Luo's parents' official feelings.

He didn't say much, but every word he said showed the bitterness of an old man to a young man.

He is very kind, more like Lin Xi's grandfather, conveying the common sense of walking in the countryside to Lin Xi.

He is also a leader, and he has made one-two-three points of induction and planning for Lin Xi's future work.

When I came back from Song Lin's house, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, and Secretary Luo's purpose in going to their house was not to see the sow give birth.

But Song Lin, who is nearly seventy years old, is illiterate and doesn't know how to use a bank card, but recently his family needs to use money.

So during the day, when Secretary Luo went to the countryside for a meeting, he stopped by the credit union to get the subsistence allowance.

Lin Xi said that the secretary held a meeting to discuss these small matters of firewood, rice, oil and salt, but Secretary Luo said that this was a big matter.

Although the subsistence allowance is not much, he did run an extra mile, but without this stretch, Song Lin would not be able to live.

He is a very vivid analogy, he is the guardian of these left-behind old people.