Chapter 191 The first secretary of the village who visited the poor and asked about the hardships

Wei Xuelin smiled again:

"Not only does he live here, but he also has to eat at your house, staying for 10 yuan a day and partnering for 20 yuan a day."

Zhu Yuqin was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile:

"Partner? Yes, I happened to be idle at home and had nothing to do, so I helped him cook. ”

Hao Feng said: "Don't cook specifically for me, I will eat whatever you eat." I also grew up in the countryside, and I can eat anything, as long as I can eat enough. ”

Wei Xuelin said with a smile: "The young man is very simple and easy-going, and it is not difficult to serve." ”

Hao Feng smiled:

"I'm here to help the poor, not to enjoy. And bitterness is good, bitterness can temper people. ”

"Sister-in-law Yuqin, then you talk, I still have some things, so I'll leave first."

Wei Xuelin pushed the scooter out of the courtyard gate and drove away with a "woo-" sound.

Zhu Yuqin opened the door of the east wing and began to clean up diligently. The house was cleaned up, the bed was made fresh and refreshing, and Hao Feng was called over:

"Hao, Secretary Hao, what do you think? The house and the bed are too small, and you are wronged. ”

Hao Feng glanced at this room of about ten square meters, and was very satisfied:

"It was about the same as a hotel room, nice. In the future, I will trouble you here. ”

So, he settled here.

Unexpectedly, when it was time for dinner, it was just him and Zhu Yuqin.

Fortunately, Zhu Yuqin is about the same age as her mother, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

Zhu Yuqin politely cooked four dishes and one soup for him, although they were all vegetables grown in his own field, they were also very rich.

After dinner, Hao Feng was sitting on a small bed in a west wing house playing with his mobile phone WeChat.

This wing house is more than ten square meters, like a private hotel, although simple, but relatively clean.

At this time, it was not yet eight o'clock, and the mountain village was as quiet as if no one was there, and the courtyard was indescribably quiet.

The landlady was the only one living in the three main rooms.

She is young in her forties, with a plump figure, a clean face, and still charm.

She is the wife of the former village party secretary, after her husband retired, she went to work in other places, and her daughter worked in the city, and she was usually the only one at home.

The small mountain village is really different from the big city, there is nothing, and the surrounding area is still a mountain, which is too deserted.

Hao Feng felt very lonely, so he had to find excitement in WeChat on his mobile phone.

He first sent a WeChat message to Liu Jinglan and reported to her the situation of reporting down.

After chatting with her for a few words, I went to the faucet to wash it and go to bed.

Nothing was said all night.

The next morning, Hao Feng went out early, went to the small shop at the entrance of the village to buy a bag of bread and a bottle of mineral water, ate it with taste, and went to the village to investigate.

Hao Feng first went to the foot of the mountain to see the farm.

It's a big hill with an open flat land on which just some ordinary crops are grown, and there are rows of plastic film sheds in the middle.

Most of the sheds were broken, and some only one skeleton remained, like the ribs of a giant beast.

Hao Feng circled around the farm, and then walked up the hill above.

Halfway up the mountain is the bayberry tree all over the mountain, the bayberry tree is full of bright red sour plum, fruitful, beautiful and beautiful.

The well-deserved Hongmei Village.

Hao Feng walked along a narrow stone road and walked into a huge bayberry orchard, which really felt like entering a paradise.

Turning a mountain bend, Hao Feng saw an old small temple on a gentle hillside, and his eyes lit up.

He walked in and took a closer look.

This is an ancient temple in disrepair, the wood is rotten, the paint is peeled off, I don't know what kind of ancient temple it is.

Hao Feng stood in front of the small temple and looked around, and then walked to the highest point of the mountain and looked down the mountain.

There is a reservoir on the hill to the west, and there is an elementary school next to the reservoir.

From the perspective of feng shui, if you build a canal to connect this reservoir with the ravine at the foot of the mountain, it is to open up the dragon veins and connect the fortune.

It not only makes the lucid waters and lush mountains invaluable assets, but also forms a peculiar tourist landscape.

Then restore the ancient temple, build sightseeing terraces, and develop characteristic agriculture. The various scenic spots in the mountains are connected by cableways, and the light rail is connected by the lower paving, and some different landscapes and commercial streets are built along the way.

Isn't it the most beautiful mountain village and tourist attraction?

But how much does it cost to build such a beautiful mountain village?

Hao Feng estimated that without one billion, it would definitely not be possible.

He laughed self-deprecatingly, you even have 10,000 yuan on you now, where did you get 100 million?

With the development plan in mind, Hao Feng decided to go to the villagers' homes to have a look.

Since he came to be the first secretary of the village, he must understand the situation in the village and observe the people's feelings.

Hao Feng braved the scorching heat, carrying a small bag, bending over, sweating, and walking on the mountain road in the village.

As he walked, he saw a small house on the side of the road that had fallen into disrepair, with peeling walls and broken roof tiles.

The door opened, and Hao Feng walked in: "Is there anyone in the house?" ”

After a loud sound came from the back room, the door opened, and out came an old woman, wrinkled face:

"Who are you?"

Hao Feng said: "I am the new first secretary of the village, and I have come to see you." ”

The old woman tilted her head: "Huh? The first secretary of the village? ”

This family can really be described as a family with four walls, except for a small stove for cooking and a square table for eating, there is nothing. The ground is uneven mud floor, and the convex parts are stepped on smoothly.

"How many people are in your family?"

Hao Feng walked to the door of the inner room and saw an old man with gray hair lying on the double bed inside, motionless.

There was a foul smell coming from the room.

Hao Feng only frowned slightly, then turned around and asked the old woman:

"This is your wife, right? Is he sick? ”

The family is dragged down by the old man's illness, right?

Hao Feng saw that it was so dirty that he couldn't fit his feet inside, and there was no place to sit, so he went to the dining table and picked up a stool and paused at the door of the inner room.

The bench was full of dust, and he didn't wipe it, but sat on it. The mud floor was a little potholed, and one foot of the bench slipped and rolled down on its side.

Hao Feng leaned back coldly, stroked his hands, screamed "oops", and fell down fiercely.

"Ouch, this kid, did you hurt from the fall?"

The old woman was a little embarrassed and came up to help Hao Feng: "This ground is uneven, and I haven't had the money to lay bricks." ”

The back of Hao Feng's head hit the threshold, and the pain was a little numb.

But he got up on his feet, and without patting the dirt from his body or wiping the dust from his hands, he set up the stool and sat down carefully.

"I am the first secretary of the village, and I have come to do things for the village."

Hao Feng said kindly: "What kind of illness did your wife have?" Why don't you go to the hospital to see it? ”

The old woman hesitated and did not answer, Hao Feng got up and went to the bedside to see the old man.

The old woman's name was Shi Lanxiang, and when Shi Lanxiang saw him asking long and short questions kindly, she was so moved that her eyes were red and she actually started crying.

She reached out the back of her rough hand to wipe away her tears.

Hao Feng took out the tissues in his bag and handed her two: