After chatting with Principal Zhang for more than two hours, Wang Yong and Yuanyuan felt like they had received a baptism of the soul.

The qiē here is only stored in the memory or on the TV screen, in the documentary. However, in this era of shouting about how many trillions of US bonds and how many foreign exchange reserves there are, today we have become the world's second largest economy.

Here, and perhaps elsewhere, there are so many people and their children living in poor counties who are suffering in silence.

Some of them have seen the light of day out of here, while others have no future at all, and only repeat the story of having sons, herding sheep, and reproducing sons from generation to generation.

Near noon, before Principal Zhang Luo had dinner, Sister Yao suddenly appeared and pulled Wang Yong and Yuanyuan to invite them to her home for dinner.

couldn't stand Sister Yao's pleading, so the two could only drive Sister Yao to her home, Dapo Village.

After more than half an hour of bumpy and shaking along the potholed dirt road, they came to Dapo Village, which is only about ten miles away from Hongtuliang Township.

This is because Wang Yong drives a Land Rover with excellent off-road performance, otherwise ordinary cars would not want to come in at all. This road is really a big pit and a small pit, and there are still pits in the pit!

Not to mention that there are more than thirty or forty centimeters of deep pits one after another on the road, let's just say that the road surface is not yet two meters five wide, with the road full of deep potholes, ordinary cars are absolutely unable to get up in the ditch.

For a good car like Wang Yong, the driving skills are definitely not bad, and they have all entered the drainage ditch half a meter wide and more than 40 centimeters deep on the side of the road three times. Relying on the strong power and four-wheel drive of the Land Rover, there was no need to summon people to come and lift the car.

When they arrived in Dapo Village, a group of villagers who were basking in the sun saw that a car had magically driven into the village, and the surprise was needless to say!

Many children who had never seen a car followed the car until they reached the door of Sister Yao's house.

When the villagers saw Sister Yao get out of the car, they all let out an exclamation of "Wow!" Voice. Wang Yong estimated that they might be really sighing. How could this car possibly lead through the road full of large and small potholes in Guò?

For the former richest man in the village, but now they are in debt and have to leave their hometown to work in the city to pay off their debts, the people in the village now have a great sense of superiority.

When Sister Yao talked about this, she was also very helpless. In the simple concept of the villagers, as long as the family is not in debt, it means that there is no money and nothing.

As for going out to work? Although it is close to the famous Jin Province, the birthplace of the Jin merchants, it is clear that the people here do not have a talent for business. They have always adhered to the old adage that no matter how good it is outside, it is not a home.

In the whole village, except for Sister Yao and his wife, who were overwhelmed by debts, only one family whose children were transferred to the army and stayed outside walked out of the village and never returned.

I said hello to the villagers. said that Wang Yong and Yuanyuan met on the road and drove themselves back to see their son's kind-hearted people. Everyone in the village knew the news of the accident of Sister Yao's son, and many people even went to the health center to see it.

Although there were some things in the village that made Wang Yong feel that they were too ignorant, their simplicity made Wang Yong feel the enthusiasm, simplicity and hospitality of the legendary peasants.

Without Sister Yao to speak, these people shouted that this family has eggs, my family has a pheasant, and we have a piece of meat at home, and the family over there said that they have vegetables at home.

Then everyone scattered and went home. After a while, Sister Yao's house was full of all kinds of food and vegetables sent by the villagers.

In addition to a dozen or so eggs, the meat was only a pheasant and a piece of fat, a large piece of meat that was more than two catties wide and a palm.

As for vegetables, there are only leeks. Potatoes and onions left over from last year, eggplants and beans that are malnourished at first glance, and some wild vegetables that cannot be named. Even this time. Cucumbers and tomatoes, which are very common in the north, are absent.

I was really afraid that my daughter-in-law would not be used to eating it, so Wang Yong took out ham sausages and several boxes of luncheon meat from the car. Tempeh dace, anchovies and canned fruits, opened can also top a few dishes.

Yuanyuan took out all the sugar cubes and chocolates from the car and handed them out to the children who were groping around the car.

Seeing the child shyly and timidly stretching out a little black hand to bear candy cubes, can't wait to put it in his mouth, reluctant to eat little by little licking and eating, Yuanyuan's eyes turned red, and she burst into tears.

Sister Yao beckoned Wang Yong and Yuanyuan into the house, because she saw Wang Yong coming in with several bottles of mineral water, and she didn't even need water, even if she did, it was estimated that the guests couldn't get used to drinking the local muddy water, so they simply went directly into the kitchen.

Originally, Wang Yong and the others wanted to go in to help, but they were pushed out by Sister Yao.

How can there be a reason to let guests into the kitchen to help?

Unable to survive the stubborn Sister Yao, Wang Yong and Yuanyuan returned to the house and began to look at Sister Yao's home carefully.

Sister Yao's house is one of the three rare red brick houses in the village, but because the children have spent all their family savings on studying, this house with a very bright appearance (at least in the village is very bright) has a ground or earth.

The ground is very compact, and some of the potholes have been filled with fine soil, which looks very smooth.

This room should have been the bedroom for their family of four. Very northern style, one side is a fire pit, and then there are several wooden old-fashioned wardrobes with a space of more than two or three meters.

A TV stand with a 21-inch TV is probably the latest thing, but at first glance, you can tell that it is handmade. The appearance is very rough, and the shape is very rough! I have to say, the craftsmanship sucks!

What surprised Wang Yong and Yuanyuan the most was the award certificate plastered all over the wall, with at least forty or fifty certificates. Looking at the names, they are all Gao Feng and Gao Long. Needless to say, this is the certificate won by the two children of Sister Yao's family.

It's a spectacular first sight! It's so eye-catching! No matter who you are, you have to be stunned and sigh a few words when you see so many awards for the first time, right?

Anyway, Wang Yong himself was shocked, and he himself has never even received a certificate since he was a child.

When I was in elementary school, it was because at that time, the school was financially tight and the land was remote, so there was no award at all.

After junior high school and high school, it was because of Wang Yong's naughty playfulness, and the award certificate was insulated from him, and he definitely didn't have his share.

So for those who can go home with one or two awards at the end of the term, Wang Yong is not only envious, but only jealousy and hatred!

I didn't get a single thing, how could I not be amazed by the fact that there was a wall here!

After sitting in the room for almost two hours, Sister Yao began to serve the dishes with the plates and bowls.

Absolutely all of them are farmhouse specialties, except for the steamed pork and stewed chicken nuggets with potatoes, the others look like a clear soup with little water.

The rural people here eat oil very economically, although it is not a pound and a half pound of oil a year like the landlord who picks the door in the cross talk, but it is definitely an unthinkable saving for the people in the city.

The oil that people eat here is meat oil boiled out of pig fat, and as for vegetable oil, it is rarely eaten. Because you have to pay for it, you can't do it yourself. The meat oil comes from the self-raised pigs, and when they are killed at the end of the year, almost all the fat meat will be used to boil lard.

The whole village and Wang Yong got together a table of dishes, which seemed to be quite hearty. Because Sister Yao's man was not at home, Sister Yao invited the village secretary and village head, and an elder brother from the family came over to accompany Wang Yong for a drink.

The wine is a two-pot head aged wine contributed by Wang Yong, which made the three old men drink it and frequently raise their glasses to toast Wang Yong. Before Wang Yong could do anything, the three of them lay down two.

In the end, only the secretary who was probably the "alcohol" test was left to accompany Wang Yong to take a sip of wine, and said that there was a lot of suffering in the village, and sighed that the life of the people in the village was not easy.

According to statistics, the per capita income of their village this year is more than 500. Almost half of the whole village survived last year by relying on the state's relief funds and relief food, otherwise it is estimated that few of these people could survive.

"Our country is now the second largest economy in the world, and its GDP in that year was a lot of trillions. Instead of buying this or that country's national debt, which is cheaper for foreigners, it is better to directly alleviate poverty! ”

Wang Yong saw a news item last night that said that China had bought as much as 130 million US treasury bonds. So much money has cheapened the Americans in vain, and to put it bluntly, their own national strength is not strong, and they will be coerced by American devils everywhere.

For example, during the financial crisis, almost all of Asia, except for China, was robbed by those guys from the United States who played financial speculation.

Why can China withstand it? That's because China has a lot of dollar foreign exchange reserves and government bonds. You can have enough money to hedge against those guys, or even overwhelm the opponent.

However, because of this, the state is spent a lot of money in this area. If the country were truly as powerful as the United States, it would not have to have such a large reserve of foreign exchange and foreign Treasury and other bonds. So much so that it has been more than ten years since the 21st century, and the country still lives in such a poor place.

"Hey! After all, we don't have the ability to do it ourselves! After so many years, it seems that there are not a few years when you don't have to eat relief food. Eating and eating, these people are addicted to eating, and they have nothing to do all day long, except for working in the fields and wandering around the village. ”

The secretary's words made Wang Yong's heart move, this person is quite knowledgeable and thoughtful! In any case, he must have seen some of the world, otherwise he would not have been able to say this.

"Looks like you've been out there before?"

"Well, I was a soldier in 80, I went to southern Xinjiang in 81, I fought with a Vietnamese devil, and in 89 I was restored and returned to my hometown to become a village head, and then I was a secretary, and finally I became a secretary and village head."

"Hey, in fact, the more places like our village, the more we should go out for a walk, break through, and see the world of flowers outside."

Flower World? The secretary looked up at the window, his gaze was far-reaching, and he seemed to have crossed the mountains and rivers and plains, and came to the world of flowers that did not belong to him in his memory. (To be continued......)

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