The water diversion project is coming to an end. As soon as the water house at the east end of the village is built, the water can flow into the village. At this critical moment, the water can be divided into households. For this matter, Xia Jian and Ouyang Hong almost quarreled.

What Ouyang Hong meant was that as long as water could be brought into the village, history had been unprecedentedly rewritten, and there was no need to bring water into homes like people in the city. Of course, her original intention was to save costs.

But Xia Jian doesn't think so. His purpose is to let the people in Xiping Village live a life like the people in the city. Every home has running water and a color TV. This is the goal he has set for himself. This is

Needing money, Ouyang Hong finally made a concession at Xia Jian's insistence.

“Mr.

Niu held a notebook in his hand, sketched with a pen, and said to Xia Jian.

Xia Jian snorted coldly and said: "What kind of IQ are you talking about? I told you that our village committee is only responsible for delivering water to the door of each household and then picking it up in the yard. You can pay for it at your own expense. You can pick up a few

, how long the connection is, it's their business, but you have to register in advance and reserve the water outlet. It won't work if you are late. Now I understand, "Xia Jian knocked on the table and lectured Chen Erniu.

"Oh! That's it! I finally understand, Sister Song Fang, and Mo Yan, the three of us are going to run this thing. We must complete the registration today. After today, we will not care about it. Once the blueprint is set, it is difficult to change it.

"Chen Erniu said, holding his notebook and walking out.

Song Fang shrugged and said, "Let's go, Mo Yan, our Director Chen has already taken off the mission."

Mo Yan adjusted her glasses and said: "You go first, sister! There are cars coming to pick up vegetables in the city today, and I have to go to the greenhouse in a while."

Xia Jian asked Zhao Hong: "How has the sales of the greenhouse been in the past few months? When will the expanded greenhouse be completed? People need to keep an eye on it. Also, quickly ask Song Fang to sign the agreement with Wang Degui's family. Since they agreed to this

It’s over, we can’t put it off any longer, I’m going to the city today.”

Zhao Hong glanced at Xia Jian, opened the account book and said: "The sales are very impressive, but the quantity is a bit small. Also, I have people drive here, and the cost is too high. The expansion of the greenhouse may take more than half a month.

Then everything can be completed and put into production. I transferred Sanhu over and let him take charge of this."

"If that doesn't work, the cooperative will just buy a van. We have to think about it in the long term. It would be ridiculous to tell a village that doesn't even have a decent car," Xia Jian said worriedly.

Zhao Hong laughed and said: "With you as the village chief, these are all small things and they will all come true gradually."

The weather at the end of August was extremely cool in the morning and evening, but at noon, it was so hot that it was unnerving. This year was definitely a rare year, with thunder and lightning in March, mountain torrents and waterfalls, and even the village was flooded, but every August

, it was rainy weather, but in August this year, there was not a drop of rain for a whole month.

Xia Jian looked at the browned corn in the field, and he felt very uncomfortable. Farmers are busy all year round, one is the summer harvest, and the other is the autumn harvest, but this year's autumn harvest may be disappointing again.

Making money by looking at the weather has always been a shortcoming of the farmers here. If this shortcoming can be turned into a strong point, coupled with the large amount of remaining labor force in the countryside, this place should be able to develop.

Xia Jian was thinking as he walked, and almost missed his step and fell into the corn field on the roadside.

The journey from Xiping Village to Pingyang Town was only more than ten miles. Xia Jian's pace only took a few dozen minutes. Along the way, he greeted the surrounding villagers. Whenever he heard someone

He said that this road was built by Xia Jian, and his heart was sweeter than drinking honey.

To get to the Pingyang Town Bus Station, if you take the main road, you must pass by the Pingyang Town Government. Because a few days ago, Xia Jian and Ouyang Hong had an unhappy conversation on the phone over the diversion of water, so he didn't want to be seen by Ouyang Hong today.

When he passed the gate of the town government, Xia Jian lowered his head and couldn't help but quicken his pace. But there is a saying that goes like this. What a coincidence.

"Hey! Young man, are you the village chief of Xiping Village? Don't run so fast." A man's voice caught up with him.

Xia Jian sighed, stopped, turned around and saw, oh my god, the person calling him was none other than the new Secretary Li from Pingyang Town. He was running out of breath. It seemed that he lacked exercise.

There are a few steps to go, Xia Jian thought in his mind, but did not dare to say it out loud.

Secretary Li adjusted his eyes, looked at Xia Jian and said, "What's wrong with you? Why were you walking so fast when you passed our town government? Are you afraid that one of us would see you?"

"Nothing, Secretary Li is overthinking it. I'm in a hurry to drive to the city and have some urgent things to do, so I'm leaving in a hurry." Xia Jian said, thinking to himself, this person sees things quite accurately.

Secretary Li looked at his watch and said, "Don't worry, the next train will leave in about forty minutes. Come in with me. I have something to explain."

After Secretary Li finished speaking, he turned around and left without waiting for Xia Jian's answer. He seemed to have convinced Xia Jian that he would follow. The first level of officialdom is overwhelming. After all, he is the secretary of the town committee. If he is not Xiping

Village chief, he won't pay attention to him, Xia Jian thought to himself and followed him anyway.

There were only two doors between Secretary Li's office and Ouyang Hong's office. When Xia Jian saw that Ouyang Hong's office door was closed, he couldn't help but feel happy. But when Secretary Li opened the door, Ouyang Hong's room door opened.

The door also opened.

Xia Jian's eyes happened to meet Ouyang Hong's eyes, and their eyes wanted to meet. Xia Jian lowered his head a little embarrassed, while Ouyang Hong smiled generously: "Hey! Mr. Xia! What are you doing?

Looking for Secretary Li?"

"No, I wanted to go to the city and happened to meet Secretary Li. He said he had something to explain to me," Xia Jian said a little panicked.

Secretary Li, who was opening the door, stopped. He turned around and asked Ouyang Hong: "Mayor Ouyang, you just called him Mr. Xia. What's going on? If it's a joke, don't make such a joke. He

Is he the village chief after all? That would be misleading."

"Oh! Secretary Li, he was originally the boss of Fuchuan City Entrepreneurship Group. This time Xiping Village was hit by the disaster, their Entrepreneurship Group made a lot of efforts. Although he is now the mayor of Xiping Village, we usually call him Shunkou. This should be

It's no big deal," Ouyang Hong said to Secretary Li with a smile.

Secretary Li looked at Xia Jian in surprise and said: "Not bad! You are young and promising. It seems that Xiping Village can produce talents like you. It seems that it is Xiping Village's good fortune. I said the whole Pingyang Town, why is Xiping Village so promising?

Come on, it turns out there is a big boss like you behind me."

Xia Jian smiled a little sheepishly and said: "Thank you for the award. It's all thanks to the good leadership of Mayor Ouyang. The reconstruction of Xiping Village cannot be achieved without the support of the government." When Xia Jian finished saying this, he felt a little bit sad on his face.

Hot, he didn't know how he could say such a thing.

Secretary Li's room was no bigger than Ouyang Hong's. The only difference was that there was no pile of materials on his table. Xia Jian glanced at it and found a chair to sit down on.

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Hong also came in, and she sat opposite Secretary Li.

"Oh! That's it. Mayor Ouyang must have informed you that some leaders from the city are coming to inspect and want to build a model village. After many selections, I think only your village is suitable, so I applied.

, Unexpectedly, my ideas coincide with those of the city leaders, which requires your strong support. "Secretary Li said to Xia Jianda straight to the point.

Xia Jian glanced at Ouyang Hong, smiled slightly and said: "There is no problem with this. I have also reported it to Mayor Ouyang. When the water is brought into the village, we will hold a simple ceremony and welcome the leaders to inspect."

"Well! This is a good idea, but the scene should be lively. Organize some villagers to beat gongs and drums. It would be better if there is a Yangko team to dance." Secretary Li said, and couldn't help rubbing his hands.

He raised his hand and felt as if he was already present at the scene.

In the end, it was Ouyang Hong who smoothed things over for Xia Jian. As soon as she left Secretary Li's office, Ouyang Hong asked Xia Jian: "Why are you going to the city? The village is so busy, you can't be lazy!"

"I want to buy a motorcycle. It's so inconvenient to get in and out. I walked here from the village today," Xia Jian said a little helplessly.

Ouyang Hong thought for a while and said: "Okay! It is indeed a good thing to have a transportation tool, but the current motorcycle market is a bit chaotic. I wonder what kind of one you want to buy? I have a classmate in Pingdu City who specializes in tinkering with this thing.

If you can see it, can I help you?"

"What a good thing! I don't know if you have time." When Xia Jian heard this, he was very happy. He was worried that this matter would be difficult to handle, but he didn't expect Ouyang Hong to say it himself, so he had to ask for help.

Ouyang Hong smiled slightly and said: "I really made you stupid. Today is Saturday and tomorrow is Sunday. If you are busy these two days, you can still squeeze in some time."

The motorcycle markets in Pingdu City were not concentrated at all, with one in the east and one in the north. Xia Jian originally wanted to take a look with Ouyang Hong, but found none.

They had no choice but to go straight to Nanshi Trade City, where Ouyang Hong's classmates heard that motorcycles were resold.

There were several brand-new motorcycles parked at the door of a small room downstairs. It was obvious at first glance that they had just been assembled. Xia Jian looked at them and felt that there was no one he liked.

In the room, there were some motorcycle-related accessories scattered around. On a small bed next to the wall, a woman in jeans was sleeping soundly with a book covering her face.

Ouyang Hong shook her head helplessly, walked over, kicked the woman's feet on the edge of the bed, and shouted: "He Jing, wake up quickly, a thief has stolen your motorcycle."

The woman suddenly stood up. When she saw it was Ouyang Hong, she opened her arms and hugged her, shouting loudly: "Ouyang Hong, you have no conscience. As soon as you arrived in Pingyang Town, you forgot about your old classmate."

Ouyang Hong laughed and said: "You are already in your twenties, but you are still so crazy! Let me introduce to you, this is my friend Xia Jian."
Chapter completed!