"Comrade Bao Yongnian, building a new socialist countryside is the call of the country, don't you want to build Baojiazhuang into a new socialist countryside?"

Zhao Changshu saw that Zong Weiyang didn't speak, so he said.

"Yes, of course I think, to be honest, I dream of building Baojiazhuang into a new socialist countryside, but what I think about is how to build Baozhuang Village into a real socialist new countryside." Bao Yongnian said without hesitation.

"Oh? So, according to your understanding, what kind of countryside is the real new socialist countryside? Zhao Changshu asked with interest. He could judge that Bao Yongnian was the kind of village cadre who was very down-to-earth, so he wanted to hear his opinion.

"Since County Magistrate Zhao asked like this, I will dare to say what I think. I believe that in order to build a new countryside, we must first let everyone be familiar with the life of the government, so that the villagers can care about the government and our national construction. Second, village cadres must do everything possible to increase the economic income of the villagers and gradually improve their living standards. In any case, in my understanding, if you just plant flowers, plant trees, and paint the houses along the street to make the countryside look better on the surface, it is not really a new countryside. ”

When he said these words, there was no fear on Bao Yongnian's face, and it was replaced by helplessness in the face of reality.

"Well, the idea is good, but there has to be a practical plan, what has Baojiazhuang done for the villagers now?" Zhao Changshu couldn't help but applaud Bao Yongnian, and then asked.

"Baojiazhuang is introducing a 1,000-acre vegetable greenhouse plan, mainly developing green pollution-free vegetable greenhouses. If this plan is successful, I am confident that within three years, the annual income of the villagers will be tripled, and the per capita annual income will reach 20,000 yuan! In addition, the village has been built into a cultural square, and the villagers can carry out various cultural and recreational activities in their spare time. In addition, we have opened a night school for farmers in the village department, and every month we will hire technicians from the Yulin Agricultural Science and Technology Station to teach everyone the knowledge of greenhouse vegetables, as well as ??????"

Bao Yongnian talked eloquently, Zhao Changshu listened to it and kept nodding, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional, like Bao Yongnian, leading the people in the village to move forward step by step, is really responding to the call of the country to build a real socialist new countryside, like Zong Weiyang, just planting flowers and trees on both sides of the main street in the village, painting the walls, what kind of new rural construction is it? To paraphrase the common people, it is a face project! It is a performance project that is carried out in order to cope with the inspection of the superiors and to make achievements for certain leaders!

When Zhao Changshu and Bao Yongnian were talking, Zong Weiyang didn't interject, just listened quietly, but he kept thinking in his heart, is it really wrong that he plans to spend a huge amount of money to improve the rural environment?

The group chatted while walking, and soon arrived in front of the courtyard of Grandma Li, a five-guarantee household.

This is a small farm yard with a total area of less than 100 square meters, and the wall skin of the soil embryo has already fallen off, revealing the yellow-brown soil embryo inside, and the shallow ravines on the soil embryo are washed out by the summer rain from the top of the wall.

The top of the wall is covered with half-green and not yellow dogtail grass, and large and small spikes are constantly swaying in the autumn wind, as if telling the decay of this courtyard.

Even this dilapidated earthen courtyard wall is incomplete. The eastern courtyard wall had collapsed into a mound of earth with a fence made of corn stalks on top of it, connecting the two sides of the courtyard wall that had not fallen.

If it weren't for a large tree branch shaped like a slingshot fork that resisted the south courtyard wall, it is estimated that the south courtyard wall would have collapsed long ago.

Under the roots of the courtyard wall are rows of unpicked peanuts, and half-dried peanuts are waiting for their owners to pluck them from the seedlings and dry them in the warehouse (many readers who grew up in the city may not know much about the peanut harvesting process, so I will explain it here a little). To avoid suspicion of word counting, this chapter will be slightly longer. Thank you for your understanding. When the peanuts are ripe, they are pulled out of the ground, and then the peanuts are plucked from the seedlings, dried in the sun, and then put into storage. If the weather is good, the drying process will take about three to four days. During this period, the most feared is rain, especially even cloudy days, if there is that kind of weather, the peanut seedlings will rot, and the peanut fruits will become moldy and deteriorate. Even if it is slightly moldy, it will not affect the sale, but it is not possible to make seeds. In order to avoid this situation, many farmers pull peanuts out of the ground, and then directly transport the peanuts with seedlings home, in their own yards, on the road outside the courtyard gate to dry, convenient to pick peanuts, also convenient to dry, in case of sudden rain, but also quickly dry the dried peanuts together, cover with plastic sheeting).

The courtyard wall is not high, only about one meter seven or eight, and Zhao Changshu does not need to stand on tiptoe to cross the wall and see the peanuts drying in the yard.

The gate is made of wattle strips, and is tied to a door frame made of wrist-thick wooden sticks with iron wire. There were two old hens in the yard, cooing and pecking peanuts on the seedlings.

Directly south of the courtyard were three earthen houses, one door and two windows, the paint on the doors and windows had long since peeled off, and the bare wood had turned gray-black.

The roof of the house is covered with wheat straw, which has turned black after years of wind and rain, and occasionally mixed with a few pinches of new wheat straw, and I don't know which kind person made up for Grandma Li.

Zong Weiyang looked at the dilapidated courtyard in front of him, and couldn't help but be a little dazed, although his family was also very poor when he was a child, but he lived in a tube building, although it was small, but at least he didn't have to worry about it possibly collapsing at any time. But how worrying the house in front of me is! It's as if a gust of wind can turn the entire courtyard into a pile of ruins! Zong Weiyang felt like he had walked into the countryside in the 60s.

He suddenly felt that his so-called construction of a new countryside was really a bit ridiculous.

Zhao Changshu's face was also a little strict, and he couldn't help but scold in his heart: "Grandma's, plant flowers and trees, paint walls, plant a fart, plant a hanging!" With all that money, why don't you build a new house for Grandma Li? ”

Bao Yongnian pushed open the gate of the courtyard made of thorns, and said with some heartache: "Grandma Li is eighty-three years old this year, and she originally had two sons, but they both died on the battlefield in the Vietnam War. Grandma Li's original body was quite strong, and although she was old, she was still able to work in the fields. But the day before yesterday, I suddenly had a stomachache, and I went to the county people's hospital to check, and it turned out to be a stomach tumor! He should have been hospitalized for this condition, but the county hospital really couldn't squeeze out a bed, and even the corridor couldn't be safe, so he had no choice but to go home for intravenous and conservative treatment. Now I have a stomachache every day. Her peanuts were collected by the cadres of the two village committees for her. Alas, poor old man has been in this life. ”

Bao Yongnian spoke, walked into the yard, pushed the peanuts in the yard to both sides with his feet, opened up a path in the yard that could be put down, and then shouted at the door: "Grandma Li, Grandma Li, the county party secretary and the county magistrate have come to see you." ”

There was no echo in the room.

"Huh? What's going on? Bao Yongnian muttered, with a hint of nervousness on his face, quickened his pace to the door, pushed the door and entered the room.

Zhao Changshu followed behind Bao Yongnian and did not speak, but his face became more and more gloomy, and followed Bao Yongnian into the house.

Although the sun was abundant outside, the room was dark, but Zhao Changshu still saw at a glance an old man with sparse and gray hair lying motionless on the ground at the foot of the bed.

"Grandma Li! Grandma Lee! Bao Yongnian shouted loudly as he ran to Grandma Li, took her into his arms, and then put his hand under Grandma Li's nose. He wanted to get a glimpse of Grandma Li's snort.

"She's alive! Quick, call an ambulance! Bao Yongnian said hurriedly.

Zong Weiyang was also a little panicked, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone and began to call the hospital's emergency number. And Zhao Changshu put his hand on Grandma Li's vein.

"County Magistrate Zhao understands traditional Chinese medicine?"

Bao Yongnian saw that the young county magistrate Zhao actually gave Grandma Li a pulse, so he asked with some disbelief. It was hard for him to imagine that a young county magistrate would understand Chinese medicine. Not only him, but even Zong Weiyang was surprised when he saw Zhao Changshu's actions, he never knew that Zhao Changshu could also do Chinese medicine.

"So-so, know a little." Zhao Changshu said lightly while seriously signaling.

Zhao Changlan's face quickly showed a hint of suspicion, and after a while, he asked Bao Yongnian: "You said that the diagnosis of the county hospital, Grandma Li has a stomach tumor?" ”

"That's right! I went to the county hospital with Grandma Li in person, and the doctor said that Grandma Li's X-ray showed that there was an obvious lump in the stomach, which was likely to be a tumor. Bao Yongnian hurriedly said.

Zhao Changshu didn't speak again, but glared at Zong Weiyang fiercely.

Zong Weiyang noticed Zhao Changshu's somewhat stern gaze, and he could guess what Zhao Changshu was thinking. If the wards in the county hospital were sufficient, Grandma Li would be lying in the hospital now, not in a coma at home! Zhao Changshu told himself with his eyes, expanding the county hospital is more important than engaging in flowers and plants!

Zong Weiyang felt ashamed, but he didn't say anything, just looking forward to the hospital's ambulance coming quickly, and at the same time watching Zhao Changshu give Grandma Li a pulse.

I saw that Zhao Changshu quickly ended the pulse, and then quickly unbuttoned the button on Grandma Li's chest, revealing her shriveled chest, took out the gold needle she carried with her, stabbed Grandma Li in the chest a few times, and then pinched her human acupoint a few times with her hand.

Bao Yongnian and Zong Weiyang were pleasantly surprised to see that after a few clicks of Zhao Changlan, Grandma Li actually opened her eyes and woke up slowly!

Bao Yongnian couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Zhao Changshu and said, "County Magistrate Zhao, you are really good!" actually saved Grandma Li! ”

Zhao Changshu just smiled at Bao Yongnian, put away the golden needle, and then said to Grandma Li kindly: "Grandma Li, I am Zhao Changlan, the magistrate of Pingchuan County. Have you ever eaten anything that is difficult to digest before? ”

Probably old, all the reason why she saw it, after Grandma Li heard that the young man in front of her was actually the county magistrate, she was not overly surprised, but recalled it and said, "Indigestible things? Doesn't seem to have one? These days, the cadres of the village committee are taking turns to take care of me and deliver me food on time, all of which are rice steamed buns and other things, and there are nothing difficult to digest. ”

"That's not right, your pulse is weaker, but it's very steady. And people with tumors have gray faces, but your complexion has turned pale because of pain, and you don't look like a tumor patient at all? What the hell is going on? Zhao Changshu said suspiciously.

At this moment, Grandma Li suddenly said: "By the way, I remembered, I ate a lot of soft dates a few days ago, and I heard that that thing is not easy to digest." ”

"Well, that's right. Grandma Li, don't worry, your disease is likely to be misdiagnosed, not a tumor at all. I guess it's because you eat soft dates that are not easy to digest, which clump together in the stomach and stick to the stomach mucosa, so you feel extremely pain. Zhao Changshu said while thinking about Grandma Li's pulse.