After Tang Xiaohong opened the village committee in Zhucun with the participation of cadres above the group leader, he stood in front of the village office, looking at the reckless bamboo mountain in front of him and the undulating country road, and couldn't help but worry. The people of Zhucun are not rich, and most of the people in the prime of life have fled and left Zhucun to work, and now the rest are basically the old, weak, sick and disabled people who are polishing their lives.

These people who stay at home are either seriously ill, lack of technology, or have no labor, and basically have no way to start a business and increase income, so they have to stay at home and work hard. Zhucun has a poor geographical environment, long mountain roads, poor road conditions, and no pillar industries, and the village's income is negative. As a result, most of the villagers in Zhucun are still struggling with poverty.

When will we be able to get out of poverty?

When Tang Xiaohong thought of this question, she had mixed feelings in her heart. He took out a cigarette and walked up the machine plow road leading to the deep mountains in the clouds, but suddenly there was a stumble under his feet. He looked at the pits on the plow and thought that if he got some gravel to fill in them, wouldn't it be easier to walk? As soon as this idea came to him, he suddenly had an idea, what to fill in, wouldn't it be better to harden it directly into a cement road?

He was thrilled by his bold idea that popped up on him. I am a staff member of the Transportation Bureau, and road construction is my business. Why don't you go back to the unit to focus on road repair indicators?

Yes, back to the unit to point to the indicators of road repair.

As the saying goes, if you want to get rich, you must first build roads. If the existing machine farming road in Zhucun is widened and hardened into a cement road, cars can drive in and bamboo can be transported; Or rely on bamboo to develop a pillar industry, bamboo will not become a treasure? Is the life of the common people better?

Thinking of this, his heart was even more excited, as if there was a bright light jumping in his heart.

Just do it. The next day, he got up early in the morning, got on the old village chief's motorcycle, and went to the side of the national highway to wait for the shuttle back to the city.

When he returned to the unit, he first reported to the offices of various deputy directors and bureau chiefs, and finally came to the office of Director Liu, who was in charge of road planning.

Director Lau is also a demobilized cadre of the army and has worked in the Transportation Bureau for more than 20 years. As soon as Tang Xiaohong arrived at Bureau Liu's office, he immediately handed over a cigarette and said eagerly: "Director Liu, you have to help me." ”

"What's going on? Take your time. Director Liu looked at Tang Xiaohong in surprise, this young man who had only been demobilized to the Transportation Bureau for a year, usually did not have a deep friendship with him, and he wanted to help as soon as he came up today, Director Liu was very surprised.

"I want to build roads." Tang Xiaohong said.

"If you want to build a road, you have to bid. Besides, you are a cadre of an agency, dare to contract projects? Director Liu looked at Tang Xiaohong suspiciously.

"It's not that I'm going to contract a section of the road to repair, it's that I want to widen and harden the machine farming road in Zhucun, which I live in the village." Tang Xiaohong explained.

"Oh, I see. Now that the state is planning to build the infrastructure of state-owned farms, state-owned forest areas, and overseas Chinese farms in the agricultural reclamation system, you go to the planning unit and ask where the planning has progressed. If you can seize this opportunity, the problem will be solved. Director Liu hurriedly gave Tang Xiaohong advice.

Tang Xiaohong didn't even say "thank you", and got up and went to the planning unit.

"Chief He, you can help me see the planning of the roads in the agricultural and forestry farms. Is it okay to include our Zhucun machine farming road in Shuangjiang Town into the planning? Tang Xiaohong said straight to the point.

The head of the planning unit, He is a young woman in her early thirties, a college graduate of the School of Communications. She saw Tang Xiaohong's hot and eager appearance, and quipped: "Brother Tang is really a good public servant who worries about the country and the people!" As he spoke, he called up the county's road traffic database in the computer, opened it and looked at it carefully, and said deliberately, "You mean the village road in Zhucun?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Tang Xiaohong hurriedly replied.

"The village road plan of Takemura has been made early! 4.5 kilometers, with a subsidy of 900,000 yuan. Moreover, this village road has been accepted and has been opened early! Chief He said.

"The 4.5 kilometers you are talking about is the village road, the village road that runs from the national highway to the village office. I'm talking about the machine farming road that the first, second, and third teams of Zhucun walked in the village office, and there are more than 3 kilometers left. Just now, Liu Ju said that the state is now planning to build roads for agricultural and forestry farms. You helped me get into the plan. Tang Xiaohong hurriedly said again.

"Oh, the road to the farm? Say it earlier! Chief He smiled slightly, and said, "Brother Tang, when will you invite us to your village to eat bacon?" ”

"As long as you are not afraid of high mountains and long roads, you can go at any time, and I will invite you at any time." Tang Xiaohong said with a smile.

"In the first half of this year, the roads of agricultural and forestry farms were reported to the database of the Ministry of Communications, and only state-owned forest farms can be declared. Is the forest in Zhucun a state-owned forest farm? The Forestry Bureau didn't report to Zhucun at that time. Chief He explained.

"Already planned for this year? What kind of forest roads are planned? Tang Xiaohong was unwilling.

"Our Zhu County reported a total of 6 forest farm roads from Xishan Forest Management Office, Sifang Mountain Forest Farm, Jingqi Forest Farm, Rice Seed Farm, Wufeng Mountain National Forest Park, and Bamboo Forest Management Office. These forest farm roads are all state-owned forest farm roads reported by the Forestry Bureau. Chief He looked at Tang Xiaohong and explained seriously.

"Can you add another one?" Tang Xiaohong pestered He Guchang not to leave.

"It's over. The provincial department has issued the plan, and Hengda Company is now carrying out preliminary work such as testing and design, compiling feasibility studies, etc. Chief He explained.

Looking at Tang Xiaohong's disappointed expression, Chief He was very unbearable, and said: "We are now striving for the withdrawal and annexation of the village road construction project, is Zhucun a withdrawn and annexed village?" ”

"It's not." Tang Xiaohong took a puff of the cigarette in his hand, and said, "Chief He, you transfer money and transfer the machine farming road in our bamboo village into the national subsidy plan." ”

"Transfer? No way. The plan is issued with the name of the village and the start and end point of the project. If I give you the construction plan of other villages, and the other villages know about it, they won't ask me for a ghost fight? I don't dare. Chief He said.

"There's no other way?" Tang Xiaohong asked again.

"There are no planned projects at the moment." Chief He said helplessly to Tang Xiaohong.

"Please ask Chief He to keep our Zhucun in mind, once the country has a policy and an opportunity, please help us report it as soon as possible. On behalf of the people of Zhucun, I thank you. Tang Xiaohong said jokingly.

Tang Xiaohong took advantage of the excitement and returned disappointed. A cavity of hot blood was poured with cold water, like a deflated ball, and it was suddenly shy.

He walked around the other units of the bureau again, and then went home unhappy.

When I got home, my wife, who works in the hospital, hadn't gotten off work, and my son, who was in elementary school, had not yet finished school, so only my mother was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

Seeing Tang Xiaohong's dull appearance, Tang's mother asked him what was wrong. Tang Xiaohong briefly told her mother that she wanted to help Zhucun build a road. Tang's mother said: "The people in the mountains are really bitter! Especially in places where there are no roads, it is really difficult to walk an inch. ”

"It's not just a matter of moving an inch. Importantly, their income is very limited, and some families are barely able to make ends meet. If someone falls ill, especially if they are seriously ill, they will return to the pre-liberation period overnight. Tang Xiaohong said to her mother heartbrokenly.

"Still being so annoyed?" Mother Tang asked in surprise.

"Why not? In Zhucun, where I am stationed, there is a man named Wu Sifu, his mother has uremia, his father has cerebral hemorrhage, and he owes more than 200,000 yuan in just two years. More than 200,000 ah, for a person in the mountains, what to pay? It's scary to think about that number. Tang Xiaohong said empathetically.

"Alas. He can go out and work. I've heard that working outside the home is very lucrative. Mother Tang sighed heavily. Tang's mother, who had experienced a difficult and difficult life before liberation, was particularly touched by what Tang Xiaohong said.

"He has a disabled leg, how can he work?" Tang Xiaohong explained again.

"Does your dad have a way to build roads?" Tang's mother reminded.

"What can a cadre who retires from the cultural sector do?" Tang Xiaohong didn't have the idea of beating her father at all.

Tang Xiaohong returned to the city and stayed in the unit for another two days before taking the shuttle bus back to Zhucun. After getting off the bus on the side of the national highway, he walked towards the Shuangjiang Town Government.

The development of the village is closely related to the attention of the local government.

When he came to the town government, he heard from the people in the party and government office that Secretary Wang had gone to study at the party school of the provincial party committee, and Mayor Li had gone to the county for a meeting.

Seeing that the two main leaders were not there, he only got to visit other offices. Seeing that the beautiful Chuan Chuan of the Civil Affairs Office was busy, he walked in with a conversation.

"Secretary Tang, what kind of wind blew you here?" Chuan Chuan greeted while he was busy.

"The cold north wind has brought me to you. Comrades from the Civil Affairs Office, hurry up and save us. Tang Xiaohong gathered the down jacket, exaggerated to make a very cold appearance, and said jokingly.

"The state cadres still need to be saved, and the poor households in the mountains will have to starve to death." Chuan Chuan glanced at Tang Xiaohong and continued to be busy with the work at hand.

Tang Xiaohong was robbed, so she had to stand next to her without speaking.

Seeing that Tang Xiaohong didn't speak, Chuan Chuan asked again: "The county civil affairs bureau is carrying out a warm winter condolence activity, do you want to register a name for you?" I'll send you a quilt when the time comes. ”

"Are you registering a poor household? How many households are there in our village? Tang Xiaohong asked eagerly.

"It's not a poor household, it's a low-income household. Your village is the largest, with more than 100 households. Chuan Chuan said seriously.

"Register more for our village and send a few more quilts. We have high mountains and dense forests, the wind is whistling, and in winter, the common people are cold, and they are as cold as Xi'er's father Yang Bailao. Tang Xiaohong said exaggeratedly.

"Hahaha. How can this mean that more registrations means more registrations? The Civil Affairs Bureau has a list of low-income households, which are pointed according to the list. Kawakawa said seriously.

"Kidding you." Tang Xiaohong said with a smile.

After chatting for a while in the civil affairs office, Tang Xiaohong felt that there was nothing else to do, so she had to say goodbye to Chuanchuan and go to the national highway to find a motorcycle and return to the village office.

The village office is still far from the main road, and the village road that was hardened in the previous two years was only 3.5 meters wide, and the place near the cliff was not even 3.5 meters. The slope is steep and the bends are sharp, and it is impossible to open rural passenger transport.

When the comrades of the transportation management office came to inspect and inspect, they said that this road was narrow, the slope was steep, the bends were sharp, the signs and signs were not perfect, and there were few wrong lanes, so it did not meet the conditions for opening up rural passenger transport, and they vetoed it at that time.

People from Zhucun rushed to the field and entered the city, either walking in and out or taking motorcycles in and out. In fact, it is more dangerous to take a motorcycle, the speed is a little faster, and if the brakes are not timely, there will be people who fall off the cliff and break their bones

Possible. But you don't have to sit, you can walk on your legs, and it takes nearly an hour.

Tang Xiaohong looked at the road back to Zhucun in front of her, thinking that she didn't have to meet the road repair index when she went back this time, and couldn't help but feel sad.