Anyway, in her opinion, there is nothing to lose, and it is just a matter of not letting go of the opportunity.

Xiaoxiang knew that no matter what she said at this time, Sanni couldn't listen to it, so she simply grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the counter and knocked them up, and stopped talking.

Su Mo carried a bag of 20 catties of rice, stepped on the road under his feet, and walked towards Wang Bao's house with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

He didn't think it was far before, but now because of the dirt road under his feet, because of the rain, this puddle, that mud.

This way, if you don't pay attention to it, you will be easy to slip and fall, and people with bad legs and feet will have to consider it even if you want to make a string on this day. Not to mention those who still have to go to the fields.

Thinking of this, Su Mo's heart was dull. The situation in Dahe Village is not optimistic, and there is still a lot of work for him. By the time Su Mo walked to the door of Wang Bao's house with difficulty, it was almost half an hour later.

White canvas shoes on his feet...... I can't say it's shoes anymore, it's slowly all wet mud, and light blue jeans and white short sleeves.

In short, Su Mo is now clean except for his face, and his whole person is about to become a clay figure.

Although Wang Bao's house was very shabby, Su Mo could have entered it directly like this, but he still stood at the door, found a tile, and tried his best to clean the mud on his shoes before walking in.

In fact, this can't be said that Su Mo doesn't know how to be polite if he doesn't knock on the door, the door of Wang Bao's house is open.

And Wang Bao was squatting in front of the stove to make a fire at this moment, and there was smoke in the whole room, although he was cooking, he really couldn't smell the smell of rice.

Hearing the voice, Wang Bao turned his head to look, and when he saw clearly that it was Su Mo, he quickly stood up, and walked up to Su Mo with some disadvantage, "Secretary, why are you here again, is there something wrong?" ”

After the words fell, Wang Bao was stunned when he saw the flour bag on Su Mo's shoulder, then pointed and asked with some uncertainty, "Secretary, is this flour for me?" ”

His words were light, but those eyes full of traces of time were full of bright light when he looked at the bag of flour, and even in the quiet room, Su Mo could hear the sound of him swallowing saliva.

This scene was very funny, but Su Mo's nose wanted to be sour inexplicably, and he nodded heavily at Wang Bao, "Well, this is for you." ”

Su Mo bypassed Wang Bao, walked to the pot table, carefully put the flour on the table, and then without waiting for Wang Bao to react, he turned around and lifted the lid of the steaming pot.

There was some water inside, and there were a few green leafy vegetables in the water, and Su Mo couldn't name the dish, it should be a wild vegetable or something.

"Books, secretaries!"

Seeing Su Mo like this, it was too late for Wang Bao to stop him, he looked a little embarrassed, and screamed twice in embarrassment.

Su Mo ignored Wang Bao, he picked up the bowl with one corner missing, filled a little soup and drank it, snapped it with his mouth a few times, and there was nothing in his mouth except the taste of salt.

His nose became even more sore, and Su Mo slowly turned his head and asked, "Grandpa Wang, do you eat this at noon?" "Even in the days of famine, you don't eat like this.

At that time, Wang Bao, after understanding Su Mo's series of actions, he smiled calmly and pointed to the side of the pot, "Where can I be, I have cooked this vegetable soup and is ready to soak the steamed buns, and the steamed buns are all there." ”

After a pause, Wang Bao was a little embarrassed and said, "If the secretary wants to eat here at noon, I'm afraid it won't work, you can't get used to eating these things of mine." ”

Even the nest head is coarse.

Su Mo sniffed, "Grandpa Wang, where is the noodle jar you used to put noodles, I'll pour the white noodles into it for you, we won't eat this nest, I'll make you a pot of noodles, so that you can also use my skills." ”

Looking at the white flour on the table again, Wang Bao hesitated and asked, "Secretary, if you spend money to buy this white flour, then I can't accept it, it's not easy for a child of you to run from Chengli to work in our village, I'm an old thing buried in the neck of the loess, I can't take advantage of you." ”

He didn't even want the things given by the village, let alone the things that could be his grandson's children.

When Su Mo bought this flour, he had already thought of his rhetoric.

I saw him smile faintly at Wang Bao, "Grandpa Wang, don't think about it, now the country's policy is getting better and better, especially in your situation, the country attaches great importance to it, these things are not my money, you deserve it, so in the future, your food and drink will be given by the state, and the cadres in our village are just implementing the country's policy, and you don't have a psychological burden, worrying about causing us trouble. ”

Su Mo didn't think the old village chief said so much before he came, so he made Wang Bao misunderstand, those things and money and the like, so he didn't want it.

Listening to Su Mo's words, Wang Bao frowned at first, looked at the young man in front of him with some uncertainty, and thought about what he said......

"What you say is true?" He felt so unreal, like a dream.

"Really, it's all true, I'm a cadre sent by the county party branch, what I said can still be fake, you just have things in your hands, put your heart in your stomach, wait a few days, there are more things to move in, I'll say hello to you in advance, don't scare you then."

"Hehe, that's good, that's good." Now Ziwang Bao is completely relieved.

Looking at the young man in front of him who was revolving around his stove, Wang Bao's heart was warm.

He has no children or daughters in his life, and he has not even married a daughter-in-law, and now he has become a lifelong regret when he thinks about it. If he married a daughter-in-law when he was young, his grandson is probably so old now.

When Zhang Guodong chased after him, what he saw was Su Mo and Wang Bao sitting at the table, eating noodles, talking and laughing.

"Old village chief, why are you here?" Wang Bao stood up first. Then, as if he had thought of something, he quickly wiped the stool on the side with his hand, "Sit here." ”

Zhang Guodong sat down, glanced at Su Mo, and said half-jokingly, "You don't recognize life, so you can eat it at someone's house?" He raised his left hand and looked at the old watch he was wearing on his wrist, and it was only eleven o'clock.

Seeing this, Wang Bao hurriedly got up, "There are still noodles in the pot, I'll serve a bowl to the village chief, today's noodles are made by the secretary, they are very delicious, you can also taste them." ”

"That's fine." Zhang Guodong said, "You sit down and eat, I'll serve the noodles myself, don't worry about me." "It's all from a village, and it's been decades since I looked up and bowed my head, so I still need to be polite.

Zhang Guodong thought it was just ordinary, after all, the children who grew up in the city were good if they could be born and mature, thinking about his stinky boy, not to mention noodles, making a boiling water to wash eggs, I don't know how to break up the eggs first in the boiling water.

I don't want Zhang Guodong to take a mouthful, his eyes, which were already not small, are even bigger now, and he looked at Su Mo in disbelief, "You really made this noodle?" ”

A few wild vegetable seedlings in the bowl, put a little sesame oil and salt, this is quite fragrant, I feel better than his wife cooking.

"There were no condiments, so I cooked some casually." Su Mo's words were modest.

But Zhang Guodong ate it in a big gulp, and after a while, a big bowl of noodles went down to his stomach, but he still looked unsatisfied.

"Yes, come to my house another day, I have a lot of things at home, make a good meal for your aunt to learn."

"Okay!"

After a full hiccups, Zhang Guodong took out the passbook in his pocket and put it in front of Wang Bao, "This is yours, from now on, you keep it by yourself, if you want to use the money, tell me, I will help you take it out." ”

Wang Bao wanted to refuse, but thinking of Su Mo's words just now, he turned his head and glanced at Su Mo.

Su Mo understood the doubts in Wang Bao's heart, so he explained, "Grandpa Wang, this money is a subsidy issued to you by the state, it is yours, you don't have to worry about bringing any burden to the village or to the village chief, this is given to you by the state, you can accept it with peace of mind, just remember what I said." ”

"Really, really?" Wang Bao still felt that all this was like a dream.

Su Mo nodded vigorously.

In the afternoon, Su Mo inquired clearly that there were still 7 low-income households in the village, although the situation was better than that of five-guarantee households like Wang Bao, but it was still not good.

After inquiring about where these families lived, Su Mo picked the home of one of the orphans and widows.

Staring at the boss's sun, Su Mo stood at the door of a one-story bungalow, this house was much better than the mud, but because of the long-term construction, there were several finger-thick cracks on the wall outside the gate.

You can even see the situation in the yard through the cracks, and even more exaggeratedly, there are a few small grasses drilled out of the cracks. Such a feeling makes people feel a little desolate.