Chapter 8: Looting

Although it was getting darker and darker, there was a knock outside the door, Qiao Xi put down his pen and walked out, pushed open the door, and appeared in front of him with a rickety body and a thin little person.

The old mother of the dead cripple and her daughter came to find her.

"Auntie, why are you here?" Qiao Xi hurriedly moved out of the door, "Come in and sit." ”

"Secretary Qiao, I won't go in." When the old mother spoke, she gently pushed the little girl beside her.

Nan Nan took a few steps closer and handed over a plastic bag in his hand, "Sister, grandma asked me to give it to you." ”

A black armband was pinned to the arm of the little shirt, and Qiao Xi, who was watching it, felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, squatted down, held the girl in her arms, and asked softly, "What are you taking?" ”

"Buns, grandma's buns." Nan Nan flashed her beautiful big eyes, and said in a milky voice: "Grandma said that my sister is a good person, let Nan Nan send steamed buns to my sister to eat." ”

Qiao Xi raised her head, "Auntie......"

The old mother's wrinkled face showed a little embarrassment, rubbed her palms full of mouths, and said, "Secretary Qiao, you can eat it, I dug the wild camellia in the ground, and I don't know if it suits your taste." ”

Qiao Xi was silent, this seventy-year-old mother had just died of her son, and how much strength she needed to dig wild vegetables in the field and make buns for her.

She got up and rummaged through her pocket, and slipped a fifty-dollar bill into her old mother's hand.

The old mother was surprised and hurriedly sent it back, Qiao Xi didn't give her a chance to refuse, and added: "Auntie, there was just an accident at your house, this money was given by the town, I originally planned to send it to you tomorrow, just when you came, just accept it quickly!" ”

"Really?" The old mother's eyes were a little glazed.

"It's true." Qiao Xi put the money in her pocket, and then looked at the little thin girl, "Nannan, do you want to go to school, just let the teacher teach you to read and read." ”

A glimmer of light flashed in Nannan's big black eyes, but it immediately dimmed again, and she looked up at the old mother, "Grandma, can I go to school?" ”

The old mother sighed distressedly, took her little hand, and the figures of the old and the young became farther and farther away.

Qiao Xi's eyes gradually became firm, the school should not only be built, but also not charge any fees, so that these flowers of the motherland can enjoy the same educational opportunities as in the city, and can have a better future.

In the same way, they are the future of the Motherland!

She fastened the wooden door and went back to the back room. The buns in the plastic bag were still steaming, and I broke a piece and stuffed it into my mouth, and the wild vegetables inside were fresh and tender, although there was no meat at all, but I was full of emotion.

At six o'clock the next morning, Qiao Xi got up early, warmed up the leftover buns from last night, and went to the neighborhood committee after eating.

The village in the mountains seemed cosy and quiet, with smoke rising from a few houses, and the occasional man or two could be seen leading their sheep out to feed the grass. Qiao Xi will greet her politely, but everyone's attitude towards her seems to be very cold, and they haven't accepted her as an outsider in their hearts.

No matter what they thought of her, their sufferings were in her eyes.

Qiao Xi found the key to open the door of the village committee, sat on her desk, there was no computer installed in the village, she found the letter and wrote a line on the first line.

About the poverty alleviation initiatives and policies of the town government.

She wants to inform the whole village about these policies, so that they know about the policies and that the government has always cared about them. It elaborates on the importance of children's education, as well as the state support for poor households, and also includes the explanation of rural cooperative medical care.

Rural cooperative medical care is charged at the end of each year, although the time has been missed, but Qiao Xi feels that it is necessary to explain to everyone in advance, don't miss the agricultural cooperative medical policy, which benefits the people. In particular, she explained that the medical assistance for poor households does not need to be paid, and after the hospital has reimbursed it, it can also go to the town government to provide secondary medical assistance for the reimbursed expenses.

Poor households are the group that the state is most concerned about, whether it is entrepreneurship, medical care, or children's education, there are supportive policies.

She pondered and wrote two pages of letterhead, looked at her watch, and at half past seven, she took out her mobile phone and called the secretary of the town party committee.

"Secretary Sun, you haven't gone to work yet, you should have time, right?"

"Since you little girl has calculated the time, can I say that there is no time?" The hearty voice of Sun Honggang, secretary of the town party committee, came out of the phone.

"Aren't I afraid that you will be very busy after you go to work, and you will not have time to pay attention to my girl?" Qiao Xi laughed.

"Qiao Xi." Sun Honggang's voice became serious, "You remember, no matter what time in the future, as long as it is about your Xiaoquanzi Village, you can come to me." As a grassroots cadre, we must take the people as the center, and we must not delay the affairs of the people for a single minute. I did so, and I hope you will do the same in the future. ”

"Yes, I see!" Qiao Xi's expression suddenly became serious.

Sun Honggang's tone softened and smiled on the phone, "Tell me, have you encountered any problems in the village?" I'm still half an hour away from work, so I'll give you half an hour to talk to me. ”

Qiao Xi made a report on what happened in the village yesterday, and discussed with Sun Honggang about helping poor households, and talked about it for a long time, and when he hung up the phone, it was exactly eight o'clock.

"Secretary Qiao came to the village committee so early?" Qian Xifeng, the women's director, walked in from outside the door and put a bundle of leeks on Qiao Xi's desk, "You can taste it when you grow it at home." When it's noon, I'll bring you some noodles, and you won't have to eat instant noodles. ”

Qiao Xi hurriedly got up and took out the money, Qian Xifeng smiled and waved his hand, "Secretary Qiao, don't be so outside, the dishes and noodles are all at home, and they don't cost money." ”

"Sister Qian, although this is grown by yourself, it also requires hard work and fertilizer." Qiao Xi insisted on giving her a hundred yuan, and asked Qian Xifeng to use the rest of the money to help her buy some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar and so on.

While speaking, Chen Feng also walked in from outside the door without saying a word, and when he sat down in his chair, he hesitated and greeted Qiao Xi, and then took out a book and read it.

Qian Xifeng looked at him and shook his head with a sigh, "What a nerd." ”

"Chen Feng, you go to the town and print out these two pages, so that every household in the village has a copy." Qiao Xi came to Chen Feng's side, handed him the poverty alleviation measures and policies he had written in the morning, and looked at the books he was reading, which were university languages.

He has always been angry about not being admitted to university, and has always felt ashamed of the people of the village.

Qiao Xi took out the money from his pocket and handed it to Chen Feng, Chen Feng hesitated and looked at Qian Xifeng, and Qian Xifeng also hurriedly said: "Secretary Qiao, this is a matter in the village, just take this money from the village." ”

Qiao Xi waved his hand and stuffed the money into Chen Feng's hand, "There is no source of income in the village now, as a member of our village, this is what I should do." ”

Regardless of whether others regard her as a person from Xiaoquanzi Village, but she has already identified herself.

Chen Feng's eyes moved, he took the money in his hand, picked up the letterhead, went out and rode his bicycle to the town.

Qian Xifeng didn't say anything more, the money in the village was already stretched, and she, the accountant and women's director, could naturally save a little bit.

"By the way, Sister Qian, what about the old village chief?" Qiao Xi looked up and asked.

"Didn't you put him in charge of building the school? He contacted the cement and brick factory yesterday and is now unloading the truck! Qian Xifeng put down the account book he had just taken out and replied with a smile.

Qiao Xi put away the papers he was reading on the desk and stood up, "Where is the school going to be built?" I'll take a look. ”

Qian Xifeng went out and pointed to the street in front of him, "You keep walking forward, and you can see it when you turn around." ”

There was an old house on the site of the school, but it was vacant after it collapsed in the rain.

Zhang Shouye came early and called a group of people from the village to help unload bricks and cement, and everyone was tired and sweaty.

A swarthy and sturdy man got up from the ground, "Old village chief, my family is just going to set up a stove and take two bricks home?" ”

Zhang Shouye took a sullen puff of the cigarette pouch and pot, and waved his hand, "Take it and get out of here." ”

The people next to him also shouted, this house needs cement for wall cracks, and that sheepfold needs two bricks......

For a while, it was lively, and everyone was full of energy to move things home, and there were people who had just heard about this and rushed here.

"What are you doing?" Qiao Xi walked over from a distance, shocked by the scene in front of him, the pile of bricks and cement bags was full of people, all rushing to the house. Some people directly carried a bag of cement on their shoulders, and some pushed a small iron cart to move bricks up.

"Stop it!" Seeing that no one heard her words, Qiao Xi couldn't help but pull away a woman who was moving bricks, jumped on the pile of bricks, and scolded angrily: "Put down all the things for me, no one is allowed to move them home!" ”