Leaving Sun Qingfeng's house, everyone walked along a small road towards Heishi Mountain Village, and the trail leading from the three groups of Longwanghe Village to Heishi Mountain Village was only four meters wide at the widest point, which was the only passage out of Heishi Mountain Village.

There was still no cloud in the sky, the sun was shining hot, but fortunately, there were many trees on both sides of this road that were shady and beautiful, and everyone didn't feel very sunny, laughing all the way and walking forward.

When everyone passed under a thick peach tree, Qin Yuhan stood still, looked up at the peach trees hanging on the tree, and asked, "Director Yue, can this kind of peach tree be grafted?" ”

Yue Haohan replied: "Of course you can graft, but no one wants to graft." There are such peach trees everywhere on the hillside here, and some of the peach trees contracted by the villagers have been secretly cut down to make furniture. ”

Qin Yuhan looked up at the peach trees full of fruit again, and asked, "Then why doesn't your township government encourage farmers to graft these peach trees with good varieties, so that peaches can be sold at a high price?" ”

Yue Haohan said: "Director Qin, it's not that the township government doesn't encourage it, you have also seen it, the key is that the transportation here is inconvenient, and the peaches are sold fresh fruits, and the cost of transporting them out is too great, so it is not cost-effective to calculate the accounts, so a lot of good things that seem to be valuable are not worth much here." The road we are walking on today was built in the sixties when the Grand Commune was mining crystal stones in the village of Blackstone Mountain. ”

Qin Yuhan glanced at Yue Haohan and asked, "Crystal Stone?" And the crystals here? ”

Yue Haohan said: "Yes, there was originally a crystal stone mine here, but the crystal stones here are unevenly distributed, they are all distributed in the shape of a chicken nest, and it is not easy to mine. ”

Qin Yuhan said: "Then why don't the county plan well and widen and repair the roads here?" If you want to get rich, you must first build roads, and inconvenient transportation restricts the development of rural economy. ”

Yue Haohan said: "The county's financial resources are limited, so it has not been planned to build, but I heard that the county has already planned to take the opportunity of this year's provincial transportation construction year." From here in the past, you can reach Yanshan City, the provincial planning plan is designed from Jiangyang County to Yanshan City, the first plan is to choose this route, but the cost of construction according to this plan is too high, and there are still a few caves to be played on the way, but if this road is built, it is nearly 20 kilometers closer than the original road from Jiangyang to Yanshan. ”

Qin Yuhan said: "Although the construction cost is large, but from the long-term interests of the consideration, I think it is still very cost-effective, you should actively fight for the province, it is best to follow this plan." ”

After resting in the shade of the trees on the side of the road, we continued to walk over a mountain beam, and a small basin in front of us came into view, in the center of which was a large village, surrounded by rice fields.

Everyone stood on the mountain beam, looking towards the basin, Yue Haohan pointed to the village below and introduced to everyone: "This is the Black Stone Mountain Village, you see, the big mountain opposite is the Black Stone Mountain, the name of this village is from that mountain, through the Black Stone Mountain, not far from Yanshan City." In the future, if the first-class road is built according to the first plan, when passing through the Black Stone Mountain, it will definitely have to dig a cave, which is very costly, and I don't know if the province can approve this plan? ”

Qin Yuhan said: "I went back this time, and I was going to write an investigation report on the situation I learned here and the traffic situation in Jiangyang County, and strive to send it to the internal reference." ”

Yue Haohan said: "It would be great if this was the case, after your investigation report is published on the internal reference, it will definitely be valued by the leaders, and I believe that it will greatly promote the implementation of this line." ”

Descending from the mountain beam, crossing a small river, the road is relatively wide, and the road is full of fertile rice fields on both sides, and the whole countryside suddenly turns into a green world as far as the eye can see. Although the weather is a little hot, this beautiful mountain scenery really attracts Zheng Ziyan, Yue Chunfang, and Yue Chunxia, three people who have never been in contact with the countryside.

Zheng Ziyan looked curiously east and west, and the endless rice fields on both sides of the road aroused Zheng Ziyan's girlish heart, folded the small flower umbrella in his hand, and said to Yue Chunfang: "Chunfang, you are learning Chinese, how about you recite a poem describing rice fields to all of us?" ”

Yue Chunfang pondered for a while, and really opened her mouth to recite:

The green waves are full of spring waves,

Jimu Lianyun 64 fertilizer.

More by the heron a thousand points of snow,

Smoke breaks into the screen and flies.

After Yue Chunfang finished reciting, Yue Chunxia said mischievously: "We are studying journalism, I don't understand, brother, do you know who wrote this poem?" I guess you can't figure it out, so let Sister Chunfang give us the test. ”

Yue Haohan smiled, answered Yue Chunxia's question as he walked, and said, "Chunxia, don't underestimate your brother and me, my four years of Jianghan University were not for nothing." This poem was written by the late Tang Dynasty poet Wei Zhuang, Wei Zhuang is the descendant of Wei Jiansu, the prime minister of the early Tang Dynasty. He is as famous as Wen Tingyun and is called "Wen Wei". He is uninhibited and self-willed. In his early years, he failed many times, and he was not admitted to the Jinshi until he was nearly sixty years old, and he once served as the prime minister of Houshu. Am I right? Chunfang. ”

"That's right, brother, admire!" Yue Chunfang smiled and gave a thumbs up to Yue Haohan and replied.

Yue Haohan continued: "I also know the background of this Wei Zhuang poem, in the last years of the Tang Dynasty, the feudal towns were divided, and the war greatly damaged the agricultural production in the Yellow River and Huai River valleys, while the Yangtze River valley was less affected by wars and catastrophes. The scenery of the paddy fields in the south of the Yangtze River depicted in the poem "Rice Fields" indirectly shows this social reality from one side. The poem is nothing less than a landscape painting in bright colors. The rice grass of the full slope grows gratifyingly, the seedlings are fat and strong, under the blowing of the spring breeze, the green waves of the terraced fields roll over, and the sky is directly cloudy. Above this green sea, countless egrets soar freely, as if flying into a natural color screen, which is not only rich in pictorial beauty, but also has a gorgeous color beauty in "Rice Field". On this artistic picture, the "green" waves are superimposed, the blue sky and the "white" egrets reflect each other, and the colorful cloud painting screen is a masterpiece. ”

After Yue Haohan finished explaining, Yu Lingyun took over and said: "Everyone says that your Director Yue is a great talent, it's really not false at all, how do you know so much, it's really a loss to bury you in this poor country." ”

Ma Yufei interjected with a smile and said: "Section Chief Yu, in fact, you can't say that, I just came to the township, and I also have the feeling that my talent has been buried, but if you want to stay in the township for a while, you don't have that idea." You didn't notice? The people here respect and like Director Yue very much, and they are very enthusiastic when they meet Director Yue. ”

As they spoke, everyone had arrived at the entrance of the village, and a man in his forties on the opposite side walked over with a shovel, and when he saw Yue Haohan, the man greeted him loudly: "Director Yue, you have brought so many leaders here, are you looking at the road to repair?" ”

Yue Haohan responded, saying, "Sun Cannon, what are you doing with a shovel?" ”

Sun Cannon said: "My old problem with rheumatoid legs is starting to hurt again today, I estimate that it will rain at night, so I will go and release the water in my rice field first, so as not to silt up the rice field when it rains." ”

Yue Haohan said, "Then you go and get busy." After speaking, he continued to walk forward, walked two steps and seemed to remember something, turned around and shouted Sun Cannon and asked, "Cannon, is your village secretary Sun Xiwang not at home?" ”

Sun Dacang said: "Yes, I saw him in the village just now. ”

Yue Haohan and Deng Guoxing took everyone to walk in the direction of the village, and when they passed by the door of a group of villagers Yang Chunguang, Yue Haohan saw Yang Chunguang, who was yellow and thin, sitting in the shade of a tree at the edge of the rice field, Yue Haohan turned his head to look at Zheng Ziyan behind him, and said: "Ziyan, let's go to this house, this family is the most typical family I told you about poverty due to illness at noon." ”

As he spoke, everyone followed Yue Haohan to Yang Chunguang, Yang Chunguang struggled to stand up and greet Yue Haohan, Yue Haohan hurriedly stepped forward and held him down, preventing him from getting up. Deng Guoxing walked into Yang Chunguang's house, and together with Yang Chunguang's son, who had just graduated from junior high school, he took out a few shabby chairs, wiped them with wet towels, and let everyone sit down next to Yang Chunguang in the shade of the tree.

Yang Chunguang is in his forties, but he looks like an old man in his sixties. Yang Chunguang used to be a well-known plasterer in these villages in the Heiyazi Management Area, with the craftsmanship of a mason, and he was hardworking, and his family background was okay. However, the hero was only afraid of illness, and a serious illness made his family completely collapse. Two underage children are still in school, the eldest has just graduated from junior high school, the second is in the fifth grade of primary school, the original savings of nearly 100,000 yuan for many years to build a house have long been spent due to illness, and now they are in debt, Yang Chunguang's mother of nearly 80 years old is also sick, and his frail and small wife in her 40s bears all the responsibilities of the family.

After introducing the situation of Yang Chunguang's family to everyone, Yue Haohan asked Yang Chunguang with concern: "Old Yang, did your eldest graduate from junior high school and be admitted to high school this year?" ”

Yang Chunguang said: "The day before yesterday, Mr. Sun, who taught in the township middle school in our village, came back and said that the results of the high school entrance examination and the score line had come out, and he also said that there was no problem with my family's Shutian's score in the county No. 1 middle school, but I didn't want him to study anymore." ”

Yang Shutian, who was standing next to the crowd, heard Yang Chunguang say this, and there were silent tears, Yue Haohan looked at Yang Shutian and said to Yang Chunguang: "Old Yang, the child has been admitted, why don't you let him read?" Be sure to keep your child in school. ”

Yang Chunguang: "Alas! , sighed and said: "Director Yue, look at the situation of my family, there are still tens of thousands of yuan in debt outside, and the whole family relies on Shutian and his mother, tell me, can he go up?" I want Shutian to go out to learn a trade and go out to work to earn money, so that it can also reduce the burden on his mother. ”

Yang Chunguang is a dignified man, and as he spoke, he began to shed big tears. Zheng Ziyan looked at Yang Chunguang like this, hurriedly took out two hundred yuan from his body, stepped forward and handed it to Yang Chunguang, and said, "Uncle, don't be too little, I think you should let your little brother continue to study." ”

Yue Haohan took over and said: "Lao Yang, you take the money first, I'll tell you, you still have to let your family Shutian continue to study in high school, Shutian's high school tuition, when the time comes, I will help you find the leader of the county No. 1 middle school, see if you can give him a waiver, as for the living expenses of school, I will contact a boss another day and help Shutian form a team." In addition, your family's agricultural tax and retention fund will also be reduced or exempted after we study it at that time. ”

Yue Haohan's words made Yang Chunguang not know whether he was moved, or he felt sad for his family, so he cried out "woo, woo".

After a while, Yang Chunguang calmed down, shouted to Yang Shutian, who was standing next to Deng Guoxing, and said, "Shutian, come here, come and kowtow to Director Yue, he is our great benefactor!" ”

Yang Shutian is a very obedient child, he really came over to kneel and kowtow to Yue Haohan, Yue Haohan saw this, and hurriedly grabbed Yang Shutian and said: "Shutian, it can't be like this, you can study hard when you go to No. 1 Middle School in the future, and if you have any difficulties in the future, you can find me, or go to my house to find my father and mother, and my family lives in No. 1 Middle School." ”

Everyone sat for a while, then got up and prepared to leave, when they were about to leave, Qin Yuhan, Yue Haohan, Yu Lingyun, Ma Xiaofei, Zhang Shaojun, etc., everyone scraped together more than 500 yuan from their respective bodies and handed it to Yang Chunguang, Yang Chunguang pushed and refused to answer, Yue Haohan forcibly stuffed the money into Yang Chunguang's hands, and everyone left.

On the way to the village, everyone looked preoccupied and didn't speak again. Soon the group arrived at the entrance of the village department, the village committee house is a four-room civil structure house, the house is very old, the house was confiscated by the landlord at the beginning of liberation, and has been used by the collective until now.

Seeing that the gate of the village was open, Deng Guoxing stepped forward and stood at the door and shouted loudly: "Secretary Sun, Sun Xiwang, is there anyone in the house?" Visitor. Hearing the shout, Sun Xiwang smiled and came out of it in a panic, Deng Guoxing asked, "What are you doing?" Didn't hear it after shouting for a long time? ”

Sun Xiwang said: "I'll sort out the things in the village department, it is estimated that there will be heavy rain tonight, and you Director Deng also know that these earthen houses in the village department have been used for decades, and every time it rains, it will be big on the outside and small on the inside." ”

Deng Guoxing looked up at the sky and said, "Who said there was rain?" Isn't it okay? ”

Sun Xiwang said: "I listened to what Sun Cannon said, yes, there will definitely be rain today." ”

Deng Guoxing asked: "What?" Then Sun Cannon will count? Are you kidding? ”

Sun Xiwang said: "It's not that Sun Cannon will count, Sun Cannon has an old cold leg, every time it rains, his old cold leg will have pain, the more painful the pain, the heavier the rain will be, but it is much more accurate than the forecast in the broadcast of our Jiangyang County Meteorological Bureau." ”

Deng Guoxing and Sun Xiwang had a conversation between you and me at the entrance of the village department, which made everyone laugh secretly in their hearts. Sun Xiwang took a pack of cigarettes and distributed them to several men, except for Deng Guoxing, everyone did not smoke.

Deng Guoxing took the cigarette handed by Sun Xiwang, lit it and smoked, and said, "Secretary Sun, you can arrange your life at night and find a clean farmer." ”

Sun Xiwang said: "Let's eat at my house in the evening, and I'll go back immediately and let my woman prepare." You will all come to my house and sit, and there is no tea or water in this village. ”