Zou Gengyuan finally left, and the big stone that pressed on Fu Qiwei's heart fell to the ground.

Before leaving, I had a heart-to-heart talk with Fu Qiwei.

"Old man, I'm finally leaving." Still in the No. 8 private room of the Red Star Hotel, Zou Gengyuan let go of all the burdens in his heart: "I suddenly felt a little reluctant." ”

"yes, we're the first generation of oilmen." Hearing the deputy's words, Fu Qiwei skipped the scene here on Hong Kong Island in front of his eyes: "When I saw the Gobi, one day changed, and an oil well was drilled. The black oil bubbling is the work of generations of our oil people. When I first heard that I was going to the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, didn't I think the same as you? ”

"No, I'm still going to the oil system." Zou Gengyuan shook his head: "I'm just thinking, if I take over, I will definitely have to move faster than you, your character is too stable." I want to make Kolamayi the most beautiful city in Victoria and the whole country. ”

"Maybe you're right." Fu Qiwei was unmoved: "Xiaoshan's words touched me deeply. He said that one day, we will run out of oil, and the children and grandchildren here, what will they eat? What to drink? The eyes are full of saline land. ”

"Hill? Who's that? Zou Gengyuan was a little puzzled.

"Wushan, haven't you dealt with each other?" Speaking of this, Fu Qiwei's face was heavy: "Lao Zou, for you, is your future and your promotion so important?" Why do you have to be his enemy? This man does things sincerely. ”

Zou Gengyuan sneered: "Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back, you are a deputy provincial level, as long as you don't make mistakes, you can rise slowly." You know, from the department level to the vice provincial level, what a hurdle it is. What's more, I'm still at the deputy department level. This world is so unfair. A hairy boy who had just come out of the college campus was on my own footing. ”

Fu Qiwei originally wanted to tell him about Yanhuang, but after thinking about it, there was no exit: "Lao Zou, are you going to upgrade over there?" ”

"Same level." Zou Gengyuan laughed at himself: "Do you think that if something so big happens, can I still stay here?" How big is Koramayi? The story of me being deflated is now spreading. ”

Originally, he thought that he had become the leader of Koramayi, so he took strong measures and pressed it down.

"Old Zou." Fu Qiwei patted his deputy's shoulder: "Before Xiao Run's death, many times, it was really unpleasant. As the saying goes, if you walk at night for a long time, you will break into ghosts. Fortunately, his business. Didn't implicate you. If you live, over time. It's all very impactful for yourself. Besides, you're still young. Go home and have another child with your younger siblings. ”

"Son?" Zou Gengyuan smiled strangely: "I still have it." I know that Wu Shan can't be blamed for his death. But, no matter what, he's in my blood. Many times, I want to let go, but I can't get over the hurdle in my heart. ”

"You mean to say. In the future, follow the plum system closely and be hostile to the hill to the end? It was also the first time he heard that Zou Gengyuan had a son, and the guilt in his heart was reduced: "Mei family, their ambitions are not small." Hello for yourself. ”

In the end, the meeting between the two people broke up unhappily.

Walking out of the Red Star Hotel, Zou Gengyuan looked at the north with solemn eyes, and said softly: "Do you know what Lu Dao is for, I will make an appointment to meet in Red Star?" You start with the Red Star, and I'm going to knock you into the dust, definitely! ”

At this time, Wushan had already returned to Zefeng.

As soon as he arrived at the office, Ge Songrui greeted him with a smile: "Secretary, are you back?" ”

Hefeng looked relaxed: "It's time to come back, everything is okay at home?" ”

"It's not a big deal." Ge Songrui took out his notepad and read it.

Wu Shan picked up the pen and ticked two items on it, pointed to one of them and said, "This afternoon, I went to the Bustunge Ranch to check the education acceptance over there. The other one you can arrange for another time. ”

Each member of the Standing Committee of the county party committee inspects the educational acceptance of a commune-level unit.

The children are about to start school, and no matter what, let them be happy to go to school.

The Bustunge Ranch is located in the northwest margin of the Junggar Basin, in the hilly plain at the southern foot of the Saul Mountains.

The site is located at the intersection of National Highway 217 and Provincial Highway 318, 45 kilometers away from the county seat, and 1233 meters above sea level.

The ranch is bordered by Blkin and Chaba counties to the north, Ouluotai Prefecture and Fuhai County to the east, Gurbantunggut Desert to the south, and Bayin Aowa Commune of this county to the west.

The ranch covers an area of 3,502 square kilometers, accounting for about 11% of the total area of the county. The ranch has jurisdiction over 4 natural villages, inhabited by five ethnic groups: Mongolian, Kazakh, Kirzi, Uyghur and Han, with a total population of 588 households and 2,328 people.

Mu Ren, the head of the Bustung Ranch, a standard Mongolian man, beside this tall young man, carefully narrated. The pastoral area, in the ten years of the catastrophe, did not suffer much.

The iron-clad battalion and flowing soldiers, the secretary and county magistrate of Hefeng County have changed one after another, and the pastoral area is still calm.

But it doesn't mean that Muren doesn't know how to change the way and doesn't know the means of the new county party secretary.

"Comrade Muren, thank you for your explanation, it's very detailed." Wu Shan smiled: "However, we came here today to learn about the education acceptance of the ranch. Our classrooms, have they been repaired, teachers, are they enough? How many school-age children are there now, and are any of them dropping out of school? For what? ”

"This," Mu Ren shook his head awkwardly: "I only know some of the situation you said, and the rest is not clear. The school was repaired. Teachers, it's the same as before. Are the children dropping out of school? There are still, they think it's useless to read. ”

"Ha Luha," Wu Shan patted the head of Muren on the shoulder with emotion: "Old Mu, even you yourself don't understand why you need to study." If you want the train to run fast, it all depends on the train headband, and you, the leader, don't pay attention to education. ”

"Yes, yes, the secretary is right to criticize!" Muren had a very good attitude, and he didn't care about the other people on the ranch next to him, so he accepted it immediately.

"Well, if you're free, take us to the school." Wushan doesn't care about himself, doesn't pay attention to education, and it's not all Muren's responsibility: "If you don't have time, just send someone to take us over to have a look." ”

"I'm free." Mu Ren agreed, and his mouth was full: "Oh, secretary." The school is right there. ”

"Xiao Zhao, let's leave the car here." Wu Shan feels that the car is tired these days, and the jeep always feels less comfortable than the car: "Lao Mu, the car is resting here, there are no children rowing, right?" ”

"This secretary, please rest assured," Mu Ren smiled innocently: "Who dares to row me and whip him with a horsewhip." ”

The ranch is about a kilometer from the farm to the school.

This place, there is no so-called autumn tiger, in essence, it has reached autumn.

in the fields. The weeds are yellowing, and some unknown flowers are gradually withering and withering.

Wu Shan tightened the jacket on his body and took the lead in walking forward.

Don't look at Muren's honest appearance and officialdom's etiquette. Learned a lot.

He seems to be in a hurry, always one step behind the secretary of the county party committee.

A little boy. It's about one meter three or four. From the direction of the school, I came with something.

"Aiyan, you're picking up cow dung again?" Mu Ren said, ran over from Wushan, and took the pocket on the little boy's body: "Xiaoqu, you help the child send these cow dung home." ”

A ranch worker responded. Ran over to pick it up, and walked briskly behind them in Wushan.

Muren took the child's hand and stood there, waiting for everyone to come over.

"Aiyan. Can I call you that? Wu Shan bent down and said softly to the child.

"Big brother, it's okay." The child replied in a crisp voice, a little afraid of life, and leaned towards Muren.

"This is the secretary of our county party committee," Mu Ren said lightly: "Don't be rude, what are you calling a big brother?" ”

Without waiting for the child to speak, Wu Shan waved his hand: "It's just a title, it doesn't matter." Aiyan, why do you want to pick up cow dung? ”

Hearing Wushan's words, the child's jewel-like eyes flickered: "Fresh cow dung is thin, a round pool, spread on the ground, untouchable, to be dried naturally on the grassland." ”

The more he spoke, the more energetic he became: "When the cow dung dries up, it becomes a round lump, which can be picked up in whole pieces, and then it can be used as fuel." Compared to firewood, this fuel avoids destroying vegetation, does not cause an imbalance in carbon emissions compared to coal, it is easier to ignite, and it burns very cleanly without soot. Its ashes are sprinkled on the pasture and can also nourish the pasture. ”

At this time, not only the people in the ranch, but also Wushan were surprised.

Secretary Wu raised his head, his eyes still looking at him: "Little friend Aiyan, how do you know so much?" ”

"Big brother Secretary Wu, I listened to Uncle Ge when I was a child." The little guy raised his little face and replied innocently.

"That's a powerful man," Mu Ren said with emotion next to him, "That year, there was a snowstorm. Lao Ge and Aiyan's father, who were sent down, held on in the snowstorm for three days and three nights in order to protect the sheep they were guarding at that time. By the time we arrived, both of them were frozen. When I arrived at the hospital, I was not rescued. ”

"Grandma said that Dad and Uncle Ge went to heaven," said little Aiyan, with a melancholy in his eyes: "They went to Tengger (Immortal Heaven)." Because they are good people, Tengger needs their help. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, that's feudal superstition." Muren was shocked and hurriedly defended the child.

"Lao Mu, every ethnic group, has its own culture." Wu Shan waved his hand: "In the past, people had no culture and attributed their unexplained phenomena to the merits of ghosts and gods. With knowledge, even little Aiyan understands a lot of truths. ”

The school has not yet opened, it is quiet inside, there is no one.

It seems that the house has been renovated and has the atmosphere of a school.

"Where are these teachers?" Wushan couldn't help but wonder.

"It's almost all in Hefeng County." Mu Ren couldn't help sighing: "These teachers are actually quite hard. Every holiday or Sunday, we pick them up in a horse-drawn carriage. When the weather is bad, the road is particularly difficult to walk, and sometimes if you are not careful, the carriage will get stuck in the dirt pit. In winter, the roads are very slippery, and they go back to the city less often. ”

Although the national highway intersects here, most of the road to the county seat is a dirt road, and the car in Wushan is driven from the dirt road.

"But no," a staff member next to Mu Ren stood up, and at first introduced him as the deputy field director, whose name was too awkward to remember: "The most important thing is that they are either private teachers or substitute teachers." I am unstable, and I don't feel at ease in teaching. ”

As he spoke, he had already walked to the public toilet of the school.

There are no tiles that later generations are familiar with, but cement floors, cement urine troughs and squatting pits, in this era, are already very advanced.

Mu Ren was amazed: "I didn't expect that everything here is so good." ”

On the squatting pit, probably for the children of the lower grades, a few large and thick planks were laid.

There were a few planks that were a little crooked, and Wu Shan walked over and kicked them right.

Evening soon arrived, and Muren warmly invited Secretary Wu to eat roast whole sheep here.

After thinking about it, there was nothing important in the county, so he agreed.

Muren is a master of sheep killing.

The Mongols killed sheep by making a small incision in the sheep's chest, putting their hands into it, and severing the aorta next to the heart.

This process is a bit of a killing sheep without seeing blood, unlike the method of cutting the throat and looking bloody.

Muren turned the sheep to the ground, and one man went up and grabbed the sheep's hind legs, and the other covered the sheep's mouth.

Muren's hand reached into the sheep's body, and after a while, the sheep's eyes widened.

Zhao Mingshan, this kid, didn't expect to see this, he felt very scared, and twisted his head to the side.

"The flock is a good thing." At this time, the sheep had been roasted, and Wu Shan tore off a piece of mutton casually: "In the era of Genghis Khan, the soldiers marched and fought to have enough grain and grass. The Mongol armies were invincible, relying on the flocks that migrated with them. The women followed the army with their flocks, ready to supply the army. ”

"Secretary, how do you know so much?" The people at the table all looked at the young county party secretary with admiration. Muren asked curiously.

"Knowledge is not just about how we learn how to herd sheep." Wushan chewed the fatty mutton in his mouth, and his hands were full of mutton fat: "In the future, we will also introduce sheep breeds that grow fast and produce more meat." What to do? Those sheep, you don't understand, I don't understand, you need children like Aiyan to study hard. ”

Muren told everyone that the child's grades were very good.

"In the past, our pasture was dominated by horses and cattle. And now what about horses? The secretary of the county party committee asked them rhetorically.

Horses used to be the most important companion of the Mongols, whether they were grazing or fighting, they were inseparable from them.

But now it's different, and the role of the horse is getting smaller and smaller.

Unlike goats that have cashmere, unlike sheep that can shear their sheep, and unlike cows that can milk cows, mare's milk has a certain market, but the production is much smaller.

Not only does raising horses have no commercial value, but after the grass is used to determine the livestock, raising a horse will have to raise three to five sheep less, which greatly affects the income of herdsmen, so many herdsmen have given up raising horses.

There are no more horses, we raise sheep. Just now, the secretary of the county party committee said that with the introduction of new breeds, I don't know how many unknown species will replace the current cattle and sheep in the future.

The people in the pastoral area are thinking, is knowledge really that important?

"Wow in the future, if you have any questions, you can give the government a response." Wu Shan licked the minced mutton on his hand with his mouth: "As long as it is a legitimate need, we will meet it." Muren, in the future, if some students drop out of school, I will only ask you. We waive the children's tuition. Students from difficult families do not need them to pay anything, and they go directly to school to study. ”

Secretary Wu was still unsatisfied, and tore off a piece of mutton: "The teacher's problem you just talked about, when school starts, all their problems should be solved." Moreover, from the county seat to here, a wide road will be built. ”

"Secretary, do you want to build a road?" Makihito's eyes lit up.

"Yes!" Wu Shan's tone was firm, and he added: "Between each brigade, roads must be built!" (To be continued......)