Deputy Secretary Qi's secretary suddenly called and asked to go to the provincial capital on Monday. "You hurry up, there are some things Secretary Qi wants to talk to you about."

This call is too timely, Zhou Zhou Cangzheng is thinking hard, how to reflect the situation with Deputy Secretary Qi, and she wants Deputy Secretary Qi to talk to the upstream city, be accommodating, put some water, and there is only one way to solve the water shortage at present.

"I'll leave immediately, and I'll go to the provincial capital." She told her secretary.

The secretary smiled and said on the phone: "Don't be too anxious, come in two days, Secretary Qi only asked me to inform you, there is no clear time, I will implement it again and give you a call." ”

Zhou Cang said a few thanks in a row, which made the secretary embarrassed over there.

After answering the phone, Zhou Cang's mood was different, and he hurriedly dealt with some urgent matters at hand, and began to ponder, this time when he went to the provincial capital, what problems should be reported, and which ones could not be reported for the time being? Also, this time she has to bring a gift, and she hasn't brought any gift to Deputy Secretary Qi for two years in Heyang, which can't be said.

What should I bring?

Zhou Zhou was stumped, and then she suddenly remembered that Qi Moran likes calligraphy, especially loves to collect folk calligraphy and painting works, why did she neglect this! That's right, just bring calligraphy and painting!

There is a calligrapher in Heyang, surnamed Wu, the large Wu Ershui, is a disciple of Sun Ziyu, a master of the Northwest calligraphy circle, Sun Ziyu has been famous throughout his life, especially prestigious in the calligraphy and painting world, and is one of the four great talents in the Northwest. It's a pity that he died early, and "**" went soon after, and there are not many works left. The name Sun Ziyu, Zhou Zhou Cang still heard it from Deputy Secretary Qi's mouth, and she didn't think much about it at that time, do you say stupid or not? She plans to get a piece of Mr. Ershui's work first, throw stones to ask for directions, if Deputy Secretary Qi likes it, she will find a way, she believes that Mr. Ershui must have the real product of Sun Ziyu in his hands.

On Friday morning, Zhou Cang, accompanied by a deputy director of the Cultural Affairs Bureau, knocked on Mr. Ershui's door. Wu Ershui is also a strange talent, not only strange, but also strange, over the years, his fame has increased day by day, and the price of his works has gradually risen, but he rarely makes a move, and all the things he writes are hidden, and it is difficult for guests from other places to ask for it, and it is even more difficult to see it on the market.

Mr. Ershui is in his eighties, but he is in good spirits, and his silver hair and personality silver beard make him both physical and spiritual, and he is awe-inspiring when they meet. After a few simple greetings, Zhou Zhou Cang took the initiative to explain his intentions, and wanted to ask Mr. Ershui to show his ink to satisfy her eyes. Mr. Ershui didn't talk much, and he didn't make a roundabout, he asked Zhou Zhou: "Are you collecting or giving away?" ”

"What, old man, I want to take your Mobao to Hong Kong and Macao, and do publicity there, so as to earn some face for our Heyang and attract more people to invest in Heyang."

"This ......" The old gentleman didn't seem to expect this, and hesitated a little.

"Old man, at present, our city wants to evaluate the civilized city, Mayor Zhou wants to play the card of culture, use your painting as a business card, and promote our Heyang." The deputy director took advantage of the situation and said.

The old gentleman didn't seem to be interested in the deputy director's words, glanced at the deputy director, and continued to say to Zhou Zhou: "I know the purpose of your coming, I really don't have many words in hand, there is one one, it was written a little early, but I am more satisfied with it." As he spoke, he went to the back room for a long time, took out a roll of torn newspaper, slowly opened it, and presented the calligraphy and painting in front of Zhou Zhou.

Monday's eyes straightened.

Even though she didn't know calligraphy, her gaze stunned the painting. "Good words, good words." She cried out. The deputy director on the side also showed a surprised face, this benevolent brother is half an expert, and his gaze made Zhou Zhou more and more convinced that the old gentleman had brought out his hard work.

"How much?" Monday asked anxiously.

Mr. Ershui was slightly surprised, and seemed to be a little puzzled by Zhou Cang's words.

"That's right, I love your words so much, if I could, I would like to buy it up." Monday Cang hurriedly explained.

"Didn't you mean ......," Mr. Ershui became more and more confused.

"What Mayor Zhou means is that if Mr. agrees, this piece will be considered as an acquisition by the city, and the city will be used for publicity, and you can't take Mr. for nothing." After all, the deputy director has dealt with Mr. Ershui a little more, and knows what he is confused about.

Mr. Ershui sighed and seemed to believe the deputy director's words. "I'm old, and I don't need money, if ** really needs it, take it." After speaking, he wrapped the calligraphy and painting again and held it to Zhou Zhou Cang with both hands.

Monday's hands trembled a little. After coming out of Mr. Ershui's house, she didn't say a word, and the deputy director wanted to say something, but when he saw her face, he didn't dare to say it. However, Mr. Ershui's actions today made him very moved.

With this character, Zhou Cang's confidence is a little enough. Next, she began to wait anxiously for the call, but two days passed, and Deputy Secretary Qi's secretary still didn't call. I really can't wait for Monday.

On this day in the office, she suddenly remembered something, which she wanted to arrange a few days ago, but was disturbed by other things, and forgot about it. She pondered it again, but decided to do it.

In fact, this matter is not disgraceful, there was a car accident in Heyang last year, she felt that there was a problem at that time, and at several meetings, she expressed different opinions, but they were not adopted. The case was eventually closed, but there were many doubts left. She wanted to re-investigate the case and solve a few doubts in her mind. If before she was hesitant to do this, now, she doesn't hesitate, she has to untie it, and quickly.

That night, she called a deputy captain of the Public Security Bureau and settled down like this.

The vice captain was very hesitant at first and didn't dare to take over, but then Zhou Zhou Cang got angry: "What, are you afraid?" Why do you shrink your head and tail when you encounter a suspicious case? Is there really something unsightly in this? ”

"Mayor, you misunderstood, there are internal regulations in the public security, and any case that has been closed is not allowed to be investigated again."

"What if this case is an unjust and wrongful case, and you don't care anymore?"

"This ...... This has to be raised by the parties, and there is also a clear indication from above to re-investigate. ”

"Am I counted?" Zhou Cang's tone was not angry but threatening, and the deputy captain realized that if he didn't nod his head, he was afraid that he would not be able to say it. But he was still worried, and hesitated: "It's okay to check, but let Secretary Qiang know, I'm afraid ......."

Zhou Cang wanted to say what this had to do with Secretary Qiang, but after thinking about it, he said, "That's it, you also talk about some strategies, what about this case, you are investigating it in secret, don't publicize it to the public." Find out what is suspicious, only report to me, do you understand what I mean? ”

The vice captain is a smart person, they have encountered this kind of thing before, and when they heard Zhou Zhou Cang say that he would only report to her, he immediately understood: "Please rest assured, the mayor, I will definitely deal with this matter quickly." ”

"Not only must we pay close attention, but the important thing is to find out the truth." Monday Cang further said.

The deputy captain took the order and left in a hurry, in fact, for the people below, they are more willing to handle this kind of case. Handling this kind of case can not only make meritorious contributions, but more importantly, it can bring the relationship with the leaders closer. Think about it, why did the mayor ask you to handle this case instead of handing it over to someone else? Isn't this obvious?

Zhou Zhou Cang breathed a long sigh of relief, stretched his waist, and was about to call a friend of the provincial party committee to ask about Secretary Gao Bo's condition, when the phone suddenly rang again, and as soon as it was connected, a panicked voice came from inside: "Mayor Zhou, it's not good, Secretary Qiang ...... him"

"Panic what, speak slowly."

The other party tried to restrain himself, and it took a long time to explain the matter. When Zhou Cang heard this, a dark cloud suddenly rose in his heart.

No wonder he didn't have time to pay attention to the matter of the desert reservoir, it turned out that he went to the development zone......

Qiangwei is really in the Jiuduntan Development Zone.

This is a village called Huba in Jiuduntan, according to the records of Shaxian County, here used to be a beautiful sand lake, it was the place where Su Wu herded sheep, during the Republic of China, here is still a bush of water and grass, rippling blue waves, flocks of wild ducks swim between the water grass and reeds, and make a cheerful call. During the "**" period, you can still see the shadow of the water here, although the lake is gone, but the green is still there, sea buckthorn, saxon and red willow bushes, the lake dam is dyed dark green. When the water was completely gone, Qiang Wei didn't know, and he didn't want to know. When did green become extinct, he didn't want to find out. All he knew was that it was still a wild place, and it was the worst place for the sandstorm.

Every time he stepped on the Jiudun Beach and stepped on the lake dam, Qiang Wei's heart was as heavy as lead. The vast desert, the rough and fierce desert wind, and the sand and dust rising everywhere, like knives, slashed at his heart. He longed to give birth to three heads and six arms, so that he could make this wild desert wilderness grow green overnight.

A piece of land can't lose its greenness for too long, just as people's hearts can't lose their sunshine for too long. If it is lost, the land will no longer be a place to feed and live, but a land to swallow and bury people. It's like the soul loses sunlight for too long, and it becomes a dry well.

Qiang Wei is afraid of dry wells, and he is even more afraid of this desolate world with yellow sand.

Otherwise, he would not have been so anxious back then, ignoring everyone's opposition, insisting on building this development zone, and insisting on turning this grassless yellow sand beach into green fertile land.

However, four years have passed, and there are only a few scattered greens here, and there are some immortal trees, and the fertile fields he hoped for have not appeared, and the sand lake that he had fantasized about countless times in his heart has never returned. To his heartache, as the well water dried up and the land was re-cordoned, the migrants who had managed to relocate became discouraged and no longer believed in the myths he had told at the beginning. There are a total of nine migrant villages in Jiuduntan, and so far, except for three villagers who are still sticking to the desert, more than half of the remaining six have slipped back one after another. Leaving Qiangwei, in addition to the ruined and broken villages, there are also large tracts of unleveled saline-alkali land like dogs gnawing.

All these are white flowers.

In order to build this development zone and for immigrants, Qiangwei has provided a total of more than 20 million financial subsidies in the past four years, not including those donations and support in all aspects.

This may not be a big deal in developed areas, but in Ha Duong, it's a lot of money. Today, when half of the peasants in Wufo and Canglang counties have not yet been lifted out of poverty, and tens of thousands of laid-off workers in the eastern and western urban areas have no food to eat, the significance of this money cannot but be said to be extraordinary.

Qiang Wei has been in politics for 26 years, and has squatted in six counties, districts and three cities, and the funds he has handled have reached billions of yuan, and the most failed is this one. For more than 20 years, he seems to be in a hurry, daring to fight, but when it comes to spending money, he is more cautious than anyone else, and he cares more than anyone else. Unexpectedly, I really didn't expect that he would work on an unfinished project in Heyang and in the desert, and make a mistake that made him feel painful.

This mistake is a bit big, and it is also very stupid, to this day, Qiang Wei still can't figure it out, how could he have a hot brain and suddenly come up with such an idea? Just want to make the desert better, just want the farmers in the mountains to live a good life like the farmers in Shaxian County, who got rich first? It doesn't seem like no, at least not all. So, what else?

Qiang Wei can't tell, he really can't tell. He had thought about it, thought about it more than once, but to this day, he couldn't really give himself an answer. Sometimes he thought, is it really like Qin Xiyue scolded him, is he an official who is unconscious, and he doesn't know what to do? Or is it that one time, as mentioned by a delegate, is it ingenious and wants to build a political performance project in the desert?

Perhaps, there are both, but Qiangwei just refuses to admit it.

Xu Yanrong is right: "Sometimes you do things extraordinarily, I admire you very much." Sometimes, you make stupid mistakes like children, which are funny, infuriating, and unforgivable. ”

If you can see him clearly, I'm afraid that Xu Yanrong will be one. But Qiangwei must first see himself clearly, even if it is a fight, he must understand and plant clearly.

Qiang Wei came to Jiuduntan this time for only one purpose, that is, to seriously investigate the problems of the Jiuduntan Resettlement Development Zone, and give himself a definite answer before others complain, whether this development zone should be carried out or not, and whether it is necessary? If there is, then he will not hesitate to make this development zone a success and build it decently, even if he is broken to pieces. If it was really him who was emotional and made a wrong decision, then he would have completely given up this dream and truthfully reviewed his mistakes with the provincial party committee, even if he lost the black yarn because of this, he would have no regrets.

Rather than letting others pull off the horse, it is better to take the initiative yourself, this is the truth that Qiang Wei suddenly realized after the Lao Kui bombing.

Maybe, it was also the earth-shattering explosion that completely woke him up!

The accompanying people all let him go back, and the secretary who didn't leave also let him scold back for the last time, in this summer dusk when the wind and sand filled the entire desert, Qiang Wei was alone, like a ghost, standing on the sand beam. He stood a little tragic, and even more helpless.

I don't know when the dusk has disappeared, the night dragged the heavy pace, trampling the desert, Qiang Wei's eyes, pouring into the thick darkness, the ears are still whistling desert wind, the sand waves hit one after another, hitting him so hard that he can't stand. Qiang Wei tightened his collar, wanting to keep this knife-like desert wind away from him.

In the past few days, he has traveled to nine migrant villages in Jiuduntan, and has also exchanged a lot with the villagers, and the information he has obtained has made him frustrated. In the nine villages, no one seems to want to stay here willingly, and some want to go back, continue to go back to the mountain nest, and live that kind of leisure life. Although I was a little poor in those days, I was at ease, and I gave my crops to God, and I gave my days to God, and I didn't care about it anymore. Whether it is poor or blessed, rich or tight, it all depends on God's will. The desert is different, the desert is too bitter, if you get up early and touch the dark, when will it be the end? They cried out against him. Others, staring at him, thought that he might say something, maybe give more, such as money, such as food, such as the kind of policy that can make them live comfortably. Some people still fantasize about whether they can be moved again, to places where they don't have to suffer too much and can still live a good life? They don't know about this kind of place, but Qiang Wei must know that he is the secretary, what else does the secretary not know?

Qiang Wei was speechless, for three days in a row, he was like speechless, in the face of those empty and blank eyes, he really had nothing to say. He suddenly remembered the man named Wang Ershui, the private teacher who was bent on letting Qin Xiyue complain for him. He laughed, bitterly. Qin Xiyue is a nerd, where can he dig out the scheming of these mountain people, and where can he understand the true purpose of these mountain people. It is said that the people in the mountains are honest and as simple as the sheep in the mountains, but Qiang Wei feels that among the four counties and two districts, the most incorrigible are these mountain people who are lazy and afraid of moving.

Poverty alleviation is not to help lazy, emergency relief is not to help greed, this is Qiang Wei's principle, and it is also the main reason why he decided to change the relocation policy in the first place. Qin Xiyue was afraid that he would not have thought that the money that Wang Ershui wanted was sent by Qiang Wei to the relevant departments not to the relocated households, and for the specific reason, he didn't tell Qin Xiyue, the more he talked about it, the more troublesome it became, so it was better to let him make trouble stupidly.

When the wind and sand blew people couldn't open their eyes, Qiang Wei returned to his residence in the dark. The secretary has been waiting for him at the door of the hotel, this is a secretary worthy of respect, not to say how obedient and loyal he is to Qiangwei, what touches Qiangwei is his unique judgment of things, and the courage to tell the truth. I'm afraid no one will believe it, Secretary Xiao Keping is a young man who dares to say anything in front of Qiang Wei, of course, he will choose the time, not the kind of nonsense regardless of the occasion or situation. As long as Qiang Wei needs it, as long as Qiang Wei is in a good mood, he can talk for half a day, and there is very little nonsense. Qiang Wei chose him to be his secretary at the beginning, but he didn't understand his advantages, but he felt that he had brains and loved to use his brains, and he had a little more personality and flexibility than the other secretaries of the Municipal Party Committee Secretariat. After transferring around, I found that he has too many advantages, which is really rare among young people now.

"Has anyone been looking for me?" Seeing Xiao Keping, Qiang Wei asked.

"The county and the township came back to several groups of people and asked me to send them back." Xiao Keping said. Listen to this tone, it's not like a secretary, right?

"Are you coming to ask for money again? These people don't have anything else to do now except ask for money. Qiang Wei said as he walked inside. They stayed in a peasant hotel in Jiuduntan, and the conditions were very simple. There is no way, Qiang Wei originally planned to wait for the completion of the development zone to build a good street and arm both sides of the street, so that this sand nest will also have a more modern atmosphere. As soon as the development zone was blocked, everything stopped. Township ** is also a few broken houses, people come from above, they can't live at all, far away from several other towns, back and forth, troublesome, so I have to make do in this small hotel.

The owner of the hotel is a couple in their fifties, who also moved from the Wufoshan District, but they are different from other Wufo people, who used to be in the mountains, they love to do small business, and when they go to the desert, the first thing they think of is to open a small shop, and later they vacate a few rooms and open this hotel. This is a very well-known couple, knowing that Qiang Wei is the secretary of the municipal party committee, and the official is big, except for serving tea and water, they don't dare to come to the house where Qiang Wei lives.

"Tell me, what new ideas do you have?" Entering the house, Qiang Wei said to Xiao Keping while changing clothes. In the afternoon, they discussed the development zone for more than an hour, Xiao Keping did not agree with Qiang Wei to simply give up the development zone, and boldly said that the idea of the development zone is absolutely not wrong, the problem is that the wrong immigrants have been selected, and almost all of the people who have moved to Jiuduntan are the people who have lived the worst life in the mountainous areas. As soon as Qiang Wei heard his tone, he became angry, Qiang Wei had a big temper this time, and he got angry at every turn: "You don't follow my words, I'm letting you take your own ideas!" ”

"It's not for them to be idle like they used to be, they can't grow crops, they can plant trees." Xiao Keping said again. Xiao Keping studied agriculture in college, and has a complex for planting grass and trees, and he can return to planting trees for you without saying a few words.

"Less daydreaming, tens of thousands of people, you let them plant all the trees and not eat them? Don't drink anymore? ”

"Secretary Qiang, we can change our thinking, in the past, we only thought of managing these peasants in the traditional way, moving them down, or forming townships and villages according to the past model, or letting them find a way to survive in the crops. I wonder if we can learn from the management model of Xinjiang farms, so that they can come and go freely, and they are not fixed in the desert, and the old villages in the original mountainous areas are still theirs and theirs. When they go to the desert, they do one thing: plant trees. The city and county signed a letter of responsibility with them, provided saplings and technology, and guaranteed water supply, and after three years, they cashed in according to the survival rate of the trees and rewarded them heavily. By rewarding them to stimulate their desire to plant trees, the enthusiasm for planting trees in the entire desert area is mobilized. ”

This is Xiao Keping's original words in the afternoon, Qiang Wei listened to it, and immediately retorted: "Heavy reward, where does the money come from?" Furthermore, if you cash in every three years, will the peasants believe you? Now I cash in with him every day, he is not happy, you give me three years! ”

When Xiao Keping heard this, he didn't stubbornly continue, but made a submissive appearance and stopped talking. Qiang Wei became more and more angry: "Okay, now you have learned to pretend to be obedient, and you have also learned to observe words and feelings?" I'm bringing you to my side, not to make you obey me, but to remind me all the time! ”

Xiao Keping was scolded twice in a row, and there was grievance in his eyes. He knew that Qiang Wei had been annoyed recently, and a lot of things had come to him, so it was strange not to be annoyed. But he is still aggrieved, he feels that his idea is very good, not only to solve the basic survival problems of these farmers, but also to provide them with the direction of development, important, if this idea can be realized, improving the ecology of the desert area is no longer an empty word. Xiao Keping calculated that every year, the funds invested in the desert by provinces, cities and counties for planting grass and trees are so big that they are frightening, but the effect is very bleak. The key is that the enthusiasm of the peasants has not been mobilized, which is tantamount to the inertia of the state to use money to support the peasants, and because there is no long-term mechanism, the seeds are planted quickly, the destruction is fast, and the death is faster. If the survival rate is taken as the assessment goal, and the income is directly passed on to the farmers, it may cost half the money to plant several times the number of trees.

Just now on Shaliangzi, Qiang Wei repeatedly thought about Xiao Keping's idea, you also said, this young man just has a set, he is equivalent to saying that now you don't want this development zone, just use it as a tree planting base, a trading market, I provide saplings and technology, you plant, you manage, with the results, I will give you a heavy gold award. It sounds unrealistic, but if you think about it carefully, this plan is really feasible.

Qiang Wei wanted Xiao Keping to tell all the unfinished words, and he wanted to follow this line of thought and think about it seriously.

Xiao Keping said: "Secretary Qiang, this is a long-term plan, for now, I still have to find a way to extinguish the fire in the hearts of the peasants, I am afraid of ......"

In a word, Qiangwei has no passion at all.