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It has been ten days since Miao Miao took office as the first secretary of Piyazi Village.

In order to carry out the future work of "rural revitalization" and stabilize the results of "poverty alleviation".

During the day, he was walking, asking, and doing, and at night he began to think, remember, and write with a notebook.

He recorded all the problems raised by the people, consulted the people, and in the evening pondered and studied solutions to the problems.

Miao Miao visited the household and found that Piyazi Village has developed really well in recent years.

There was not even a single adobe house in the whole village, not even an adobe livestock shed.

The brick and concrete houses are neatly arranged, and even the villas are quite numerous.

There are no muddy dirt roads here, they are all wide asphalt roads.

Every house in the village has installed internet, running water and self-dug pit sewers, and water heaters and computers abound.

Some wealthy farmers have built small gardens and open-top parking lots in their small yards, almost much like the suburbs of the city.

After Miao Miao worked in Piyazi Village, she liked to eat the cold noodles and noodle soup of the "King of Liangfen" Lao Ma's family.

Lao Ma's jelly shop used to be a large storefront house along the street.

This summer it was converted into a convenience store.

Ma Ming, the son of Lao Mana who was laid off and returned home due to the impact of the virus epidemic, runs this store, selling groceries and vegetables and fruits.

After the business-minded old horse moved out of the jelly shop, he built a simple convertible outside and continued to sell his jelly.

This hood is made of steel steel welded shelves, inserted in the brick cracks on the ground, covered with a red and white plastic tarpaulin, and becomes a large shed.

Two wooden tables, a few wooden chairs, very basic.

Every time Miao Miao came back from the house, after she was hungry, she would sit under the open cover of the Lao Majia Liangfen shop in the east of the village committee and eat a bowl of steaming noodle soup.

He was already familiar with the old horse.

The old horse held a basin of cold powder upside down on the board, and the crystal clear and trembling cold powder aroused people's appetite.

Miao Miao was having lunch or dinner, and even he was confused.

Today, he visited several villagers who were suffering from illness, and they chatted for too long, and after the time to eat, the village canteen ran out of food.

Lao Ma scraped a few times of cold powder with a full (small-eyed man), put it in a bowl, poured the seasoning on top, and poured some piping hot egg soup.

He brought it over and said in a strong Muslim tone: "Secretary Fu, you put down your stomach first, and the Azir (later) powder soup and oil tart will come up." ”

"Thank you, Boss Ma, your jelly flax is delicious." Miao Miao said words of thanks and took out a pair of disposable chopsticks from the chopstick cage on the table.

He looked at the white garlic paste, yellow mustard, black soy sauce vinegar, brown pepper water, and red chili pepper in the bowl, and his appetite was great.

He lowered his head and ate a bowl of hot cold noodles like a whirlwind.

Lao Ma brought over a large bowl of noodle soup and three oil tarts.

Miao Miao sucked the powder soup and munched on the freshly baked oil tower.

The old horse teased and said distressedly: "Oh roar, how many meals are you making up for one meal to eat?!" Eat slowly, don't choke, you're hungry. ”

The hungry Miao Miao couldn't care about the image of her first secretary, and nodded busily while gobbling up.

The old horse was idle, sitting on the long chair opposite Miao Miao, and asked curiously.

"Secretary Fu, you walk so many ways every day to visit people's homes, go out early and return late, miss the meal, aren't you tired?!"

As soon as the young people arrived in the village, they went to the people's homes to chat, instead of staying in the office and not going out.

It was the first time he had seen such a young man.

"I'm not tired, I'm not tired at all, I can't finish my energy." Miao Miao replied with a large sip of noodle soup.

There is nothing happier in the world than to strive for your life ideals, to move forward with heavy responsibilities, to be happy and happy.

The result of the struggle is not moving, the most touching is the process of struggle.

After eating, Miao Miao took out her mobile phone and scanned the QR code posted on the desktop.

After settling the meal money, say goodbye to the old horse.

With a notebook under his armpit, he walked slowly towards the village committee.

There were quite a few ordinary people standing at the entrance of the village committee.

In the crowd were a few old men with kind eyebrows, long beards, and good manners.

There are also many young men wearing leather jackets and thick cotton clothes.

Everyone gathered around and chattered enthusiastically about something.

All of them are blushing and their necks are thick.

It seemed that everyone was very emotional.

As soon as Miao Miao walked over, she was surrounded by the crowd.

Everyone told Miao Miao that the village chief Ma Xueming had brought a dealer who sold sunflower seeds in the past two days, but he didn't know if it was reliable.

Looking at the worried faces of the villagers, Miao Miao asked for everyone's opinions.

An old man who had seen the world said kindly, "Planting sunflowers, we have never planted them in Piyazi Village, we still look at the meaning of the village committee, this morning, at my house, I saw that the village chief Ma was a little forced to plant sunflowers." ”

"Yes, we still think that planting corn, wheat and skin and teeth is safe, and the price is safe." Several young men also shouted.

A short, stocky middle-aged man muttered unhurriedly, "Village Chief Ma said that the price of sunflower seeds is too high, is it worth doubling the interest on credit?" Anyway, it's not reliable, and the wool comes out of the sheep. ”

"It's a bit unreliable, it only sells for 25 yuan a kilogram on Shikui Street, and it's still fried. This kind of child is sold for 80 yuan, is it a money-grabbing one? Old Yang said with a pout.

Suddenly, an old man reached out and tugged at Miao Miao's elbow, and prompted Miao Miao to look at the door of the village committee with his eyes.

Miao Miao glanced at the black Audi off-road vehicle that drove out of the door of the village committee, and was stunned for a moment.

Miao Miao thought to herself, this world is really too small.

The window on the front right side of the black buggy was lowered in half.

There was a familiar face in the driver's seat.

You can meet him here!

How could it be a high school classmate Xiong Jun?!

That Xiong Jun who is the first to be sharp and money-oriented?!

How could he come to Piyazi Village after not seeing him for half a year?!

The heart was confused, and countless questions were entangled in Miao Miao's mind.

In Miao Miao's subconscious, it is always good for Xiong Jun, who is good at drilling camps and is not honest, to appear here.

The white-bearded old man said in a low voice: "Secretary Fu, at noon, Village Chief Ma took the short man who drove to E's house to do ideological work. ”

Miao Miao and the others watched the black off-road vehicle driving on the road.

Xiong Jun in the car didn't see Miao Miao standing in the crowd.

Miao Miao retracted her eyes and said in a loud voice: "Okay, folks, it's cold, go home, I will report your opinions to Secretary Jack." Rest assured, the village committee can give you a satisfactory answer. ”

During this time, Miao Miao's work style and work performance were seen and remembered by the farmers.

Many people left with peace of mind, and a few people did not want to leave.

Lao Li, who was implanted with skin and teeth, shouted at a few people who refused to leave, "Everyone go home, Secretary Fu's words count, and he pretends to be our common people in his heart, don't worry." ”

Under the persuasion of Lao Li Tou, several people left, and there was no one at the door of the village committee.

Villagers of all ethnic groups went home to await the reply of the village committee.

After working in Piyazi Village for a period of time, the remaining impetuous spirit in Miao Miao's body slowly washed away, and the connotation of life became richer and richer, and he also truly felt the deep meaning of national strategy and national unity.

From the people's stories just now, he felt that this Xiong Jun was planning to play in Piyazi Village again.

Miao Miao, who knew what to expect, walked to the office building unhurriedly and just opened the door of the office.

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