Fugui heard his father Zhang Youcai shouting at him outside the house, so he hurriedly ran out of the house, walked to his father Zhang Youcai, took the eggs, and happily walked outside the door to prepare to boil the eggs.

Zhang Youcai took out his cigarette pouch again, sat on the stone barrier outside the door and smoked the cigarette pouch, smiling happily in his mouth, but seeing that he had two big fat grandsons, what should I do with this child's name! Although his son Fugui had long wanted to name the child Zhang Ping'an, Jianmei gave birth to two dolls at once, so it is impossible for both dolls to be called Zhang Ping'an!

Zhang Youcai asked his son Fugui a little eagerly and said, "Fugui! You'll have to rethink the names of these two dolls! You can't let the two dolls be called Zhang Ping'an."

Zhang Youcai said this to stump his son Zhang Fugui, after all, Fugui finally thought of such a name "Zhang Ping'an" before, his father Zhang Youcai asked him to think of another one, but he really couldn't think of it, which had to make him a little worried, after all, his son's name can't mess with a cat and a dog, although it is easy to give birth to, but I am afraid that I will be ridiculed by other people's children in the future.

Zhang Fugui thought while boiling eggs on the fire, and suddenly he had an idea to think of a good way, that is, to split the name he gave his son Zhang Ping'an, but when he thought that the child was called Zhang Ping or Zhang An, it didn't feel appropriate, after all, his and his father's names were three words, and it would be a bit too casual to give two words to his doll, so he thought about adding a word to the child's name.

But what should I add to this word? This can stump Fugui, after all, it is the first time to be a father, and he is not good at this name at all, but he can't blindly name a child.

Zhang Fugui pondered for a while and thought that his doll was a person of the "less" generation, and muttered in his mouth: "Zhang Shaoping, Zhang Shao'an", the more Fugui muttered, the happier he was, the happier he was, the more he felt that he had given his two dolls a good name, so he smiled and said to his father Zhang Youcai: "Dad, I gave the doll two names, just Zhang Shaoping and Zhang Shaoan, can you see it."

Zhang Youcai, who was smoking a dry cigarette on the stone ridge, laughed happily when he heard it, and said to Fugui: "Okay, good, just call Zhang Shaoan and Zhang Shaoping, Fugui is worthy of being my son, this name is good!" ”

After Zhang Fugui cooked the egg soup, he walked to the house with the egg soup hot, handed the egg soup to Jianmei, and then carefully helped Jianmei up with one arm, let Jianmei lean on himself, and then fed the egg soup to Jianmei's mouth with a spoonful of spoons.

"Fugui, just now I heard you and your father discussing the name of the baby in the house, what is the name?" Jianmei said to Fugui.

After Fugui wiped the egg soup on the corner of Jianmei's mouth with his sleeve, he said to Jianmei with a smile: "Our two babies are called Zhang Shaoping and Zhang Shaoan, the first born is called Zhang Shaoping, and the second born is called Zhang Shaoan."

After hearing this, Jianmei happily muttered on her lips, "Shaoping, Shao'an, okay...... Good...... Good name".

After Fugui fed Jianmei egg soup, he carefully smoothed Jianmei and lay down on the bed to rest, while he went out to do some farm work, after all, he is now the father of the two dolls, and the burden on his body is not clear, he must be more diligent, but he can't let the two dolls be as full and hungry as him.

The golden ears of wheat in the fields shone golden in the sun, and the people of the village rushed to the fields to prepare for the harvest of this huge harvest, and the autumn wind blew in the fields, making the croppers with sweat beads on their foreheads feel refreshed from time to time.

On this day, the town of Qilong received a notice from the county, asking them to find a few harvest villages in the town as the point of view of inspection, not many people in the town shouted that the harvest of Zhangjia Village is how good and how wonderful, and Captain Wu in the town listened to it and reported Zhangjia Village as the point of view of inspection.

Yang Guoqiang, secretary of the town party committee, saw that Captain Wu reported that Zhangjia Village was in the list of harvest villages, and he was a little puzzled, after all, he was the number one in the town, which village in this town was doing, he knew it well, this Zhangjia Village has always been recognized as the poorest village in the dragon riding town, and the poor can't even afford to marry a daughter-in-law, which is a well-known thing in ten miles and eight townships.

Now Yang Guoqiang, secretary of the town party committee, saw that Zhangjia Village was on the list of villages reported by Captain Wu, which had to surprise him, so he asked: "Captain Wu, is it appropriate for you to report Zhangjia Village?" The county wants the town to report to the harvest village, not the poor village, you do this.........

Captain Wu hurriedly explained: "Secretary Yang, originally I thought that this Zhangjia Village was the poorest village in our town, but now the town is talking about how good Zhangjia Village is, and how wonderful it is, I think Zhangjia Village is really a bumper harvest, otherwise even Liujia Village, the best village in our town, is saying that Zhangjia Village has a bumper harvest!" ”

After hearing this, Yang Guoqiang, secretary of the town party committee, felt a little unbelievable, so he shouted that he wanted to go to Zhangjia Village to inspect it first, so that he could see with his own eyes whether it was true or not.

Yang Guoqiang, secretary of the town party committee, rode a Phoenix bicycle issued to him by the county and was ready to go to Zhangjia Village to find out.

Yang Guoqiang, secretary of the town party committee, rode a Phoenix brand bicycle through the mountain alleys, so that the crops in the fields looked at it and laughed, "Look, that's a bicycle, you can run with just two wheels, and you don't have to work hard, and you feel very angry," these croppers said with a smile.

Yang Guoqiang, secretary of the town party committee, rode a bicycle all the way to Zhangjia Village, and watched the huge rice grains growing in the fields of Zhangjia Village bend the ears of wheat and bend them over, and the golden ears of rice appeared in front of his eyes, he rubbed his eyes and looked at it again, because he never dared to believe that Zhangjia Village, the poorest village in the town, had grown such good rice all of a sudden.

When the villagers who were busy harvesting rice in the fields saw him, they shouted that their children would go to the village and report to the village chief, "just say that Yang Guoqiang, the secretary of the town party committee, is here."

Yang Guoqiang, secretary of the town party committee, looked at these ears of wheat growing luxuriantly with huge rice grains, and the whole person laughed happily, and then rode a Phoenix brand bicycle to Zhangjia Village.

When the children who came back to the village to report the news, they ran to the village and shouted loudly: "Yang Guoqiang, secretary of the town party committee, is here...... Yang Guoqiang, secretary of the town party committee, came.........

After hearing this, Zhang Tianyou, the head of Zhangjia Village, hurriedly walked out of his house with a crutch, ready to lead the villagers to greet Yang Guoqiang, secretary of the town party committee, after all, Zhangjia Village has always been the poorest village in Qilong Town, and Yang Guoqiang, secretary of the town party committee, is very concerned about how everyone in the village is doing!

Zhang Tianyou led some of the older people in the village to the entrance of the village, looking at the entrance of the village one by one, and after a while, Yang Guoqiang, secretary of the town party committee, rode a Phoenix bicycle to the village slowly.

Zhang Tianyou led this group of older villagers to greet Yang Guoqiang, secretary of the town party committee, with a smile on his face, and Yang Guoqiang, secretary of the town party committee, looked at the villagers in Zhangjia Village standing at the entrance of the village to greet him, and he also smiled happily at the villagers.

After all, Yang Guoqiang, secretary of the town party committee, was originally from the township, but he joined the army and joined the party a few years ago, and took over the position of secretary of the town party committee after retiring from the army, but he has always had a wish in his bones to lead everyone in the dragon riding town to live a good life.

"Secretary Yang, welcome to our Zhangjia Village to inspect the work, the young villagers of Zhangjia Village have gone to the fields to harvest crops, I will lead these old people in the village to welcome you at the entrance of the village, and I hope Secretary Yang will not mind!" , Zhang Tianyou said with a smile.

Secretary Zhang bared his white teeth and said with a smile: "Uncle Tianyou, what are you talking about, our villagers don't like this, although we are the secretary of the town party committee of Qilong Town, but we are also the sons of farmers, it is farmers who raised me, I just hope to help the villagers live a good life!" ”

"Secretary Yang is right," Zhang Tianyou said with a smile.

"By the way, Uncle God, when I came by bicycle just now, I saw that our village has really had a bumper harvest this year! That rice grows really cutely," Secretary Yang said with a smile.

"Yes! Oh, yes! This is all the policy of the party and the state! Otherwise, how can we live this good life! Zhang Tianyou responded with a smile.

Yang Guoqiang felt a little strange, after all, in addition to Zhangjia Village, there is a bumper harvest in Qilong Town, and the situation of other villages is not bad, but after all, it is a bumper harvest, so he didn't say anything, so he said to Zhang Tianyou: "Uncle Tianyou, our village was selected as a harvest village this year as the object of the county's inspection, and the secretary of the county party committee will personally come to our village to guide and guide the work in a few days, I just came down to tell you, you should be ready to prepare, and let the secretary of the county party committee see the situation of our village."

"Ah~ The secretary of the county party committee is coming to our Zhangjia Village, when is it?" Zhang Tianyou asked eagerly.

"If nothing else, it will be the day after tomorrow, so Uncle Tianyou, you can also lead the people in our village to prepare well, and when the time comes, our village will be rated as a harvest village, and you won't have to worry about not being able to marry a daughter-in-law in the future," Secretary Yang said with a smile.

"Okay, so that the situation of our village will be better," Zhang Tianyou said with a smile.

After Yang Guoqiang finished the notice, because he had to go back to deal with the matter, he said hello to Zhang Tianyou and continued to ride the Phoenix brand bicycle and left in a hurry.

Zhang Tianyou knew that the secretary of the county party committee was coming in a few days, which made him a little panicked, after all, he didn't tell the truth just now, the reason why he had such a good harvest in Zhangjia Village was entirely because the people in the village privately signed the responsibility system on a piece of paper, which led to a bumper harvest, but after thinking about what Secretary Yang said just now, as long as Zhangjia Village was rated as a harvest village, the people in the village would be able to marry a daughter-in-law.

After all, Zhangjiacun is because of poverty, so there has been no girl willing to marry him Zhangjia Village, only one is still rich and noble boy is lucky to marry into the family, in order to let those young offspring in the village can marry a daughter-in-law, Zhang Tianyou decided to sink the responsibility system into the sea, so as not to cause some unnecessary trouble.