Standing on the slope of Yunfeng Mountain in Jingni, it is really picturesque.

The advantage of a weak industrial base is that the mountains and rivers here are not polluted by industry, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the air is as clean as if filtered. Ye Zhiran walked to Yunfeng Mountain and walked for more than an hour, and there was still no dust on his shoes. Compared with the dusty environment of the big city, it suddenly feels like a paradise.

Mountain after mountain, endlessly. There is a saying here that "nine mountains, half water and half fields", and the mountains account for 95; Looking to the west, a stream twists and turns, dividing the land under our feet into two halves, forming a geomorphological pattern of "two mountains sandwiched by one water, and many ravines are flying around". A little further away is a large reservoir with a hydroelectric power station.

Judging from the data, the altitude difference between the townships and towns in Jingni County is very large, the lowest township has an altitude of less than 100 meters, and the highest township has an altitude of more than 1,000 meters.

On this day, Ye Zhiran asked Liu Dacheng to drive the car to the foot of Yunfeng Mountain, the highest terrain, and parked the car in a small market town - it was said that it was a small market town, but it was just three or four small shops, and then walked up the mountain, wanting to see the people living on the mountain.

In fact, Ye Zhiran just wants to understand the basic situation of the people in the city, so that he has a bottom in his heart, and he can't be called a "micro-service private interview", which is a plot that appears in TV dramas or ancient novels. He just wanted to see with his own eyes and understand what the people under his rule were like. Moreover, history has entered the 21 st century, and he believes that there will no longer be people who are so poor that they cannot cover their clothes, especially in ethnic minority areas, and the state has relevant preferential policies, and the basic living security should be available, but there is only a gap between the level of wealth.

He didn't think that he would be able to find the golden key by walking around like this. It can change the economic landscape of the place in one fell swoop. Thinking about it in reality, he just wants to know whether there are irreconcilable contradictions between the ethnic minorities here, whether they get along harmoniously with the Han people, and if there are contradictions, they must understand where the root knot lies. We must not create a major conflict. This is the most basic idea.

Of course, it would be good to find economic solutions that go unnoticed by others, such as finding rare wild foods that can be mass-produced, or finding raw materials that can improve the lives of nearby residents.

From the base of the mountain, there is a mountain road that is not too wide, so you can't drive. It's the kind of mountain road that people walk on, there are mud and stones on the road, Ye Zhiran estimates that even if it rains, it won't be muddy.

When he asked the villagers at the foot of the mountain, he had already learned that he had gone up the mountain road. There is a large village, where most of the mountain people who have lived here for generations, and mainly the She people, about three or four hundred people.

Ye Zhiran had some doubts in his heart.

How could such a large village live on a mountainside? It stands to reason that the traffic conditions here are so poor that people with a little ability will move down the mountain, and over time. There should be fewer and fewer people.

…… This mountain road is not steep, but it is very long, winding around, gradually walking to the depths of Yunfeng Mountain. It has the appearance of "only in this mountain, and the clouds are deep and I don't know where".

After walking for about an hour, there was a voice in front of me, although the woods were dense, and only human voices could be heard, but the three people who climbed the mountain in silence were refreshed.

When I turned another corner, my eyes suddenly opened up.

After this mountain road arrives here. There seemed to be no road, and in front of it was a flat land of 300 square meters, on which there were five or six tall pine trees with branches like umbrella covers.

There were a few people resting sitting under the pine trees—the voices of the people just now were apparently from them, apparently from the village. Ye Zhiran estimated that they were tired of walking and rested here, and talked about the short gossip of the parents. Beside each of them were two snakeskin bags full of goods. It was supposed to be from the bottom of the mountain to purchase goods and return to the village.

A few mountain people sitting saw Ye Zhiran and the other three, stopped their heads, and looked at them curiously.

Hehe, at first glance, it's from the city! The dress, skin, and bearing are obviously different from the locals.

Ye Zhiran stepped forward and asked, "Uncle, how far is Xishan Village?" Afraid that they would not understand him, he spoke Chinese.

After so many years of peaceful coexistence, there has been considerable assimilation between the She and Han people, in addition to still maintaining certain customs and habits, the living habits are basically the same, and they can probably understand the Mandarin spoken by Ye Zhiran.

A man in his thirties pointed to the side of the guide.

Ye Zhiran smiled and nodded, and took a few steps south......

Scold! Originally, this flat land was located on the mountainside of a certain hill of the continuous Yunfeng Mountain, and the mountain road extended from the east, and after more than 100 meters to the south, it still went down to the east at the southernmost end of the flat land. No wonder when Ye Zhiran walked here before, he found that there was no way.

Walking behind, Song Cheng was attracted by the scenery and said excitedly: "Mayor Ye, look at the foot of the mountain in the west, the scenery is so beautiful."

He looked out to the west of the flat land, and through the gaps between the mountains and the mountains, he could see a large expanse of land in the distance.

Ye Zhiran walked away from the mountain village and said, "Xiao Song, have you seen it?" Creek Mountain Village is here. ”

A large village sits in a valley on the southern edge of this flat land.

Song Cheng and Liu Dacheng came over to take a look and said in surprise: "Ah! For such a large village, this valley is a bit ingenious! ”

The location of this village is peculiar in that it is surrounded by high mountains on all sides, but the valley is very gentle and extremely large. A stream flows down the hill on the east side, makes a bend in the village, creates a large pool, and then descends from the north side of the village.

Ye Zhiran turned around, arched his hand to the villager who was pointing him in the direction just now, and said, "Big brother, thank you, let's go down the mountain first."

A few people resting under the pine trees also stood up, each carrying the goods with a flat pole, some back to the village, and some to the market town outside the mountain.

Ye Zhiran and Song Cheng and the others stepped aside, waiting for them to leave first. People who are accustomed to walking mountain roads are completely different from the speed of the occasional mountain road, and he doesn't want to be in their way.

After a while, on Ye Zhiran's way here, there were several people who looked like students in their teens, each carrying a big bag on their backs, bulging, like books and the like.

Ye Zhiran turned around and walked back and asked, "Classmates, are you all from Xishan Village?"

The students weren't too afraid of strangers, and one girl asked, "Are you a teacher at Nanxi Township School?"

Judging from the image, they judged that Ye Zhiran and the others were teachers in the town and came to Xishan Village to investigate.

Ye Zhiran smiled and said, "Sort of!" What about you? Xishan Village Elementary School?"

The girl shook her head and said, "Xishan Village School, I'm in the third year of junior high school."

"Oh." Ye Zhiran understands that this school should be a complete school including primary school and junior high school. "Tired or not? That one...... Can you memorize the books for you?"

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