With less than a week to go before the Spring Festival, the year-end work of Baihe Village has finally come to an end.

If you have to find something different, except for the two words "White Crane" written on the white sheet with white characters on a blue background at the intersection of the village, there is only the endless white plastic greenhouses and criss-crossing forests on both sides of the road.

Hazy weather is very common in winter, but the white crane people who are used to living on the shore of the white lake rarely encounter such weather in winter, as if there is always a wind blowing over the head of the white crane people on the lake, blowing away the gloomy clouds, leaving only a clear blue in the heart, even if there is rain, it is only a layer of gray-white clouds.

The rain fell, and the clouds dispersed.

After the heavy snowfall, the snow on both sides of the Zhangba Highway is piled up thickly, and the snow layer is piled up into snowdrifts in their own fields by the experts of each family, which is said to make the soil soak in water for a longer time, so that the snow will melt more slowly, and the soil will be soft in the next year, which is more conducive to the growth of crops.

Each sapling is surrounded by a thick layer of snow under its roots, but a layer of straw is wrapped around the skin of the roots, and I don't know whether to keep it warm or to freeze it to cool down.

In previous years, the water of Baihu Lake would always retreat to a very shallow position in winter, revealing a shallow beach more than ten meters wide, and the sand and shells covered with sand and shells will not disappear until after the rainy season.

Old copper coins, porcelain pieces that have been soaked in the water for I don't know how many years, iron pieces covered with moss, and even some plastic balls lost by fishermen on the lake, if you are lucky, you can even pick up a palm-sized little king and a waterfowl chick that is just able to walk.

In the mouth of the older generation of Zhangwan, it is said that Baihu Lake was the main city of Baicheng at that time 1,800 years ago, and an earthquake destroyed the city, but it also created this beautiful lake.

The lake water ripples in winter, and the huge lake water is as calm as a mirror at a glance, and the skyline where the water and sky meet cannot be seen at a glance, only the occasional fishing boat and water duck paddling across the lake water have been drawn by the sticky traces of the Buddha.

"There's going to be a big water playground here, and I'm going to buy a yacht and put it here."

On the shore of the lake in the lower bay of Baihu Bay, which was separated by a section of dirt and mountains, Zhang Chen threw a tile out, and the tile flew over the water with a snap, and rowed out more than a dozen water dishes before sinking into the water, which was really a beautiful water drift.

It seems that he is disdainful of Zhang Chen's words, or Zhang Hailin still doesn't understand what is called a playground and what kind of concept yacht is, as if he turned a deaf ear, he walked aside alone and played one beautiful water drift after another, splashing and rippling, as if it was a magnificent flower blooming in the young youth of the teenagers.

"Hailin, do you know that outside our White Crane, there are also 100 cities, outside 100 cities, Yi'an City, Yi'an City, Shanghai City, and the capital, as well as many developed cities on the southern coast, where the ocean is bigger than our White Lake, and you can't see the edge at a glance, and the waves there can be ten meters high."

As if talking to himself, Zhang Chen's eyes were very clear and bright, and the color of perseverance in his eyes was very strong and thick, as if it had been engraved for a long time.

Most of the teenagers in Batou Township are not to mention the capital of Shanghai, and most of them have never been to Yi'an, if Zhang Chen hadn't taken him to Shanghai last time, he would have grown so big like Zhang Hailin, and the farthest place he had been to might be Batou Township.

Hundred cities, in the memory of the teenager, that should be the place that he has been dreaming of going, the hundred cities in the dream, the buildings are five or six stories high, the road is very wide, to the opposite side of the car has to wait for the car to pass, unlike the family can pass as long as you raise your legs.

Zhang Chen couldn't tell if this was a pity or a kind of naivety, but it was the case.

The work of Baihe Village is not over, it is mainly a matter that Zhang Chen has done, and his son Zhang Wenlin is not like Hu Deping is too involved, after all, the things that a village party secretary can do are limited, and it is enough to manage his own one-third of an acre.

But what his son Zhang Chen said was a complete headache for him.

"Murder and arson gold belts, build bridges and pave roads, and there are no corpses!"

How do these words sound rough and unreasonable, what did the old Zhang family do to repair bridges and pave roads? Although it will not kill people and set fires, if they really guard their own one-third of an acre, I am afraid that the day when the old Zhang family will be remembered is not far away.

No one in the old Zhang family wants to make a difference on the political road, but the old Zhang family is definitely not at the mercy of others.

Therefore, less than a day after the end of the work at the end of the year, the captains of the various brigades in Baihe Village received a notice of a meeting in the village.

As soon as Zhang Wenlin arrived at the meeting, he issued a plan, and unlike the previous verbal assignment of tasks, this time Zhang Wenlin really planned to do it seriously for the first time.

In the past, Zhang Wenlin verbally asked the village to do it, but now, he suddenly realized that he wanted to unite Baihe Village in a serious way, which was not only a precaution for the future of the old Zhang family, but also an integration for the entire Baihe Village.

"Reform of "Village-to-Village" in Baihe Village

Looking at the red title on the hand Chinese jiàn, many people are incomprehensible in the clouds, and Wang Hongyan is even more directly blinded, because she is illiterate.

"Hongyan, don't speak, just listen to me."

As soon as Zhang Wenlin saw Wang Hongyan turn her head, she knew that she was going to chat with the person next to her, as soon as the conversation was opened, there was no need to open it today, and the village meeting was not like the government meeting in the township.

"We in Baihe Village have been crying poor and complaining bitterly in previous years, but it should be no problem to have a good year this year, as I have already said before, we will continue to engage in village-to-village communication next year, but yesterday I went back and thought about it, and felt that we had to confirm this matter and just say it with our mouths would not work.

A few days ago, when Secretary Hu of the township came to investigate, there were some questions, if our white crane really develops in the future, do you say that there is a possibility that some people will be jealous, and what if the township wants us to help them? We all have to know these things in our hearts. ”

"Secretary Wenlin, what do you say we should do, I will listen to you. What Secretary Hu said that day, I felt that someone was talking coldly outside, and these people couldn't see others well. ”

"I think there must be this, Boss Zhang, do you have any good ideas, it's not easy for us Baihe, this good situation can't be ruined."

"That's right, we have to know this in our hearts."

Zhang Wenlin also knows that as long as this matter is related to the interests of the White Crane, as long as the White Crane people are not stupid, they will know how to maintain it, as for how to maintain it, Zhang Wenlin has already made a calculation in his heart, but he is also a little unsure whether his son's idea can be used, after all, this is not his own Baihu Bay, but Baihe Village, and there is a township in charge of the village.

"You all know that although I am the secretary, but in the village I don't care about anything, I don't care about anything, the village builds roads and bridges, I should contribute money, I should contribute, you know how busy I am in my own family.

So I have a plan for this in the village, I want to dismantle the food company at home, get it to the village, let us open a company in the village, everyone is the boss, in this way, I can take care of the affairs of the village and the family, and with the company, if someone else wants to come in in the future, it will not be so easy. ”

As soon as Zhang Wenlin said this, the simple conference room, which was not big, immediately exploded, and it was a no-brainer, this company is a rare thing, not everyone can make a turn, let alone a group of mud legs.

Some people question nature, and some people support it.