"If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't leave here, I'd go with you. Before Li Jinming set off to find two reporters in the town, the village chief said to him. He wasn't sure if it was a pretext, but it was true that the village chief had something to do, and it was an important matter.

I don't know how hard the "old nine" worked hard after returning from his son, and he raced against time to persuade the agricultural experts and the representatives of the sellers to agree to take a ride to Dayangtun this morning to hold an exchange meeting with the villagers on the cultivation of dried fruits. The old village chief had to admire this junior secretary who had never been a village official before, during the period when Chang Jinzhu was in control of the whole village, Chang Jinzhu had nothing to do seriously, and he was not so efficient.

There were no cars with more than five occupants in the village, so "Lao Jiu" instructed people to rent an Iveco and hired a villager named Changxing, who had worked as a long-distance truck driver, to drive to the city early in the morning to pick up experts and representatives. Chang Xing was reluctant to go, but he couldn't withstand the repeated persuasion of his younger brother Chang Chun, and he thought that he would have the money allocated by the secretary to make money, so he reluctantly agreed.

"Chang Chun, haven't you watched the news? Lao Jiu beckoned everyone to plant some dried fruits, maybe it was to trick the whole village, and he and the gang of people in the village committee were ready to draw oil and water from here! And his son, who did things without virtue, didn't rely on his father to be the number one in the village? That's it, you still persuaded me to respond to the call of this kind of person to drive him? Wasn't I doing their guys a favor? According to what my father told us when I was a child, in the past, I would be called 'black minions'!" When he didn't want to take this job, Chang Xing complained to his younger brother. "Brother, what age are they, and they are still black minions!" Chang Chun said, "It was also said on the news, what are many things called-'to be confirmed', that is, it is just a doubt, whether it is really not yet accurate." Besides, if Lao Jiu Secretary is really such a wicked person, you still dare not accept a good job he sent you, don't you become a toast and don't eat and drink?" "Ouch, yes!" Chang Xing suddenly realized and patted himself on the head.

Seeing that his brother's attitude was relaxed, Chang Chun further said: "And look, didn't the secretary's son get back?" "Don't you see who he Lao Tzu is?" "I pondered, it wasn't necessarily his Lao Tzu's skills, probably that he really didn't commit any crimes." "How do you know?" Chang Xing was puzzled by his younger brother's defense of Chang Zhimin, who had done something immoral in the eyes of the villagers, "Just because you saved Lao Wang for the first time with him?" "That time he contributed money and efforts, I chatted with him for a while in the town hospital, and I felt that he had a good heart and was quite honest, not like a person who can do evil." Chang Chun also wanted to say, "If you can teach your son to be an honest man, the old ninth secretary should not be a wicked person", but was interrupted by his brother.

"Maybe you're out of sight. Besides, people with good hearts can also become bad, especially when it comes to that kind of thing, well, man, it's easy to lose control of yourself. As he spoke, Chang Xing joked, "Hey, I'm not a black minion, my brother is!" Talk to people who lack virtue, haha!" "Brother, don't bring such a trick, the big hat is still buttoned on the head of your brother!" Chang Chun looked embarrassed, "We don't care who the secretary's son has done, just talking about the work sent by the secretary, isn't it just for you to pick up a few people? Isn't it just to teach you to lead the devil into the village and make a few dollars for him, what else can you do......?" The last sentence was used to scare his brother, and he himself didn't believe it at all.

In this way, this morning, Chang Xing drove Iveco to the city, picked up agricultural experts and seller representatives in the city at the agreed time and place, and then turned back to Dayangtun. When they returned, the village chief was still directing his subordinates to organize a welcome event.

As soon as dawn this morning, a leader of the town police station knocked on the door of his house, saying that there were some circumstances in the kidnapping and rape case, and he and his son needed to cooperate with the investigation. "Comrade policeman, I see, I'll call him. In addition, I didn't do it right to accompany him last time, so this time I will let him go back with you alone. "No, Secretary Chang," the police station leader smiled, "There are some details that we have to ask you about, so please go back to the station with your son." ”

It was so coincidental that the village chief, who was originally a "helper", was called up by a phone call from "Lao Jiu" and became the "supervisor" of the exchange meeting between experts, sellers and villagers. The news of the arrival of the experts and deputies was announced to the whole village by radio yesterday afternoon, and the location was still chosen in the compound of the village committee. However, standing in the compound, the village chief clearly felt that the atmosphere this time was very different from before the consultation meeting.

There were still more than 20 minutes before the start of the exchange meeting -- 10 a.m., and there were only a dozen scattered villagers in the compound, which was not as many as the office and handymen of the village committee, and the temporary ones in the organization. When I looked at the gate of the courtyard, there were very few villagers walking in the direction of the village committee. Everyone's enthusiasm for the plan to grow dried fruits to get rich has cooled down significantly, and in just a few days, suspicion has gradually replaced anticipation and become the starting point for the villagers to look at the matter. The people in the village who belonged to Chang Jinzhu's sworn friends had already secretly turned their determination into action and resisted it by not participating in the exchange meeting. As a result of all this, Chang Zhimin's "kidnapping" and "rape", as well as the promotion of the report of Yiteng.com, are naturally huge.

However, in the past two days, as "Dayangtun" has become a hot term in online news, this small mountain village has also used the virtual space to interact with the outside world. The first to come forward were the children who went to the Internet café in the village, and they combined the views of Yiteng News to compile the village into short sentences, take photos of various scenes in the village, and upload them to their own Weibo, which attracted an unprecedented number of followers. The ecstatic children then revealed more "truths" and "truths" to their followers.

They naively said on Weibo that Dayangtun has always been poor, and the officials of Dayangtun have always been corrupt and bent the law, and the new village committee has overthrown the previous one to power, and it seems that it only has the same purpose as its predecessors, but in different ways. Followers outside the village responded one after another, "The world is as black as a crow", and some said that they didn't know how much money they spent to overthrow the previous session, and now that they are in power, of course, they have to get it back with profits.

Some children also remembered to write out the words of their parents: "No matter how bad the village officials used to be, they would never stretch out their dirty hands to other people's wives." The follower said sarcastically with an expression: "A nest is not as good as a nest...... It's just a nest. ”

In fact, people over the age of 20 in the village are most concerned about the rejected investment, and whether there is any problem between "Lao Jiu" and the dried fruit sellers. The children don't talk much about these two issues on Weibo. However, in other blogs and message boards, many people have made in-depth analyses of this. "The village committee must be sitting on the hill and watching the tiger fight, seeing who pays more money for the investors and the sellers, and gives the land to whomever they are filial, and in the end the sellers bid higher and stuff more red envelopes, and the village officials take people's money to do things for others, and of course they have to refuse investors. "I heard from the locals on the Internet that they do have a lot of wild dried fruits, so on the surface, the production and marketing of dried fruits looks like a normal market chain, bound by contracts, and there is not much room for village officials to embezzle wealth." The problem is that the sellers may see that the local dried fruits are good, so they buy them at a high price, and the village officials are short-sighted, thinking that their own dried fruits are valuable, and they can make a lot of money by selling more varieties, so they blindly expand the planting area of dried fruits regardless of market demand, and they don't even want to invest in them. As everyone knows, the limited soil fertility and overplanting per unit area will lead to the decline of the vitality of the trees and the quality of the dried fruits produced, thereby reducing the competitiveness of local dried fruits. At the same time, scarcity is expensive, and if you plant too much, the yield is high, and the supply goes up, no matter how delicious your dried fruits are, they are not rare, and the price will naturally fall. Failure to respect the laws of nature, ignorance of the laws of the market, and blind organization of production are common things, but it is a pity that in the end, the farmers who have worked hard to farm the land have to pay for the decision-makers who shoot their brains. ”

The children brought such opinions home from the Internet café and relayed them to their elders with relish and inevitably with gusto, which constituted a strong hint and guidance for their thinking and judgment. The geographical environment of Dayangtun makes the villagers who have not been out of the village and town have not had much opportunity to see the so-called big world, they yearn for the rich and developed world outside the village, but also subconsciously believe that the people living in that kind of world are more knowledgeable, more open-minded and more flexible, and see problems more intelligently than them. Now that so many "smart" opinions have reached their ears, it is inevitable that the exchange meeting will be cold.

The village chief and his subordinates stood guard in the extremely empty compound of the village committee today, pulling up listless banners. At the same time, Chang Xing drove Iveco and drove unhurriedly on the way back to the village. He has rich experience on the road when he takes the time to go back and forth just right, look at the watch at the moment, it is no problem to arrive on time, then you might as well drive slower, the mountain road has many curves, be careful, the car is sitting on the village committee of distinguished guests, there are men and women, old and young, it is not good to make them dizzy on this road.

In fact, the passengers were not dizzy, but enjoyed the wild scenery through the windows of the train. After rounding a hill with many wild walnut trees, they felt that the speed of the car, which was not fast, was getting slower and slower, and finally the car stopped. "Hey, haven't you arrived yet?" an old gentleman rubbed his wrist.

"What's going on?" the driver Chang Xing was stunned, and in the field of vision in front of him, a log was erected by two simple shelves, and it was horizontal in the middle of the road.