Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, always felt that something was strange.
It’s really weird——
On that day, she obviously submitted her application according to the old procedure, but she still didn't have much hope in her heart.
There are too many places that need funding. In such a poor mountain village with little development prospects, roads will have to be repaired sooner or later, but they are likely to be ranked behind all other matters.
I don’t know how many years later it will be.
Even though her information now includes the current development status of Song Tan's farm. However, it has only been half a year since the farm was registered, and there are too many uncertainties.
She didn't have any hope, she just made up her mind to wait until the road was cleared, and if there was no road construction plan by the end of the year, then she...
Then she can only think of ideas.
But after all, the name was not justified, and the use of her family's connections in such trivial matters was inferior, which showed that she was not capable enough... She did not take action for a long time.
But having said that, she is just a village party secretary, what room does she have to show off?
On this day, she handed in the information in the morning, and within half an hour someone came to contact her:
"Don't worry, we are already discussing the road in Yunqiao Village. There is a meeting in the city now, and we should get the exact news in the afternoon."
While looking at her with some mystery: "You too, we didn't tell you earlier if we had such a relationship... Look, now the leader is thinking about us... This all shows that we are not active anymore..."
Xiaozhu Party Secretary:???
What kind of relationship? Her relationship is useless!
This isn't right!
What was even worse was still to come - she got feedback right after the meeting in the morning, and by the afternoon, even the construction plan for the asphalt road was put on the agenda!
She returned to the village with all kinds of doubts. On the road, she met a car with a Ningcheng license plate worth RMB 400,000 to 500,000 yuan. She moved back 30 to 50 meters and stopped in an open area around the corner, giving the other car room to drive.
.
Tsk.
This is the disadvantage of not building roads. If two cars drive at the same time, the road cannot accommodate them, so they are really falling behind.
Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, thought about it on the way and always felt that the problem lay with Song Tan's family.
She drove directly over and saw Zhang Yanping holding a sickle and a basket, with layers of resentment on his face and reluctance exuding from every strand of his hair.
It's understandable, after all, he just escaped from the misery of his family, and he didn't expect to find himself as a laborer in dire straits.
Behind him, Wu Lei was also holding a sickle and a bamboo basket, with a gloomy expression—anyone who received an advance of five hundred wages before starting work would probably not be happy.
"This is……"
Before she could ask, she saw that Qiao Qiao had already started a live broadcast: "Children, did everyone learn how to cook beans last time? My sister said that this is relatively easy to learn, and you can learn more in the afternoon - let's go cut the mugwort.
!”
Secretary Zhu Zhu quickly turned sideways and returned his attention to Huanghao:
"What are you doing cutting mugwort?"
Qiao Qiao explained: "The beans that were dried in the sun two days ago have dried. Now we need to cut some artemisia and bring it back to cover the beans."
After he finished speaking, he hurriedly emphasized: "Children, the astragalus is used to cover the dried beans that were mixed with noodles last time. The boiled beans broadcast live this morning are used to make watermelon sauce. They cannot be dried! They must be kept moist.
In a hot room, cover it with gauze and suffocate it."
Party Secretary Xiaozhu: ...It’s a category she doesn’t understand.
She gave up and just opened the live broadcast room, and saw a dense barrage of comments:
[The anchor thinks too highly of me, I haven’t learned at all]
[Soy beans and watermelon sauce are different]
[Last time I read half of Jiangdou, and today I read half of Xiguajiang. Should I write this skill on my resume? 】
[As mentioned earlier, you haven’t found a job yet? 】
【What is Artemisia annua? Is it also a type of mugwort? 】
[Hahaha, I received a private message from the background, thank you for the gift from the host]
[Although I haven’t received it yet, I would like to thank you first.]
[Wait a minute, what are you thanking for, what gift?]
[This is embarrassing to say, it’s just a small reward, ranking third on the list, and the anchor actually gave me a moxa stick! 】
【What?!!!!】
【Is it too late to reward now? 】
[Anchor, what you are doing is simply wrong!]
[That’s right! Who would give a gift to the third person on the list without informing them? Do you know how to make money!]
[Exactly! You have to shout in the live broadcast room and let us compete on the spot!]
[Your eyelids are too shallow, it’s just a moxa stick...I’m different! I have money, let me do it!]
[Is this a moxa stick? This is the supreme glory! This stingy anchor has never given any away so far!]
Next, there are special effects for rewards one after another. Colorful colors with different reward amounts burst out on the screen, making Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, click his tongue and shake his head——
It’s understandable that contemporary netizens can’t save money.
Zhang Yanping, one of the focus of the live broadcast, came to the wasteland wearing a shirt and trousers - actually I don't know whose family owns the wasteland, but it doesn't matter, there are not many people in the village now.
He got into position and suddenly turned on his cell phone: "What does Huanghao look like?"
Qiao Qiao was so anxious: "Brother Yanping, the children are all studying. Don't be lazy. This is the field of wormwood I picked! It looks like this!"
After a holiday, Wu Lei started to cut without saying a word. But after only two cuts, Qiao Qiao became anxious again: "Brother Wu Lei, I don't want those who are too old."
Zhang Yanping was in so much pain: "Qiao Qiao, there are so many mugworts here that no one wants. You can wait until we finish cutting and pick them when you go home... It's cool at home!"
Qiaoqiao thought for a while - it makes sense!
He then nodded: "That's good! But Brother Yanping, please stop talking, you haven't cut any of them!"
Zhang Yanping lowered his head, feeling his sore arm, and said bitterly: "Little Papi!"
…
But here, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu finally remembered the business: "Where is Tan Tan?"
Cousin Seven checked his cell phone: "The pile of soybeans cooked in the morning was too thick and the temperature was a bit high, so I was afraid black hair would grow on it. I asked her to dig through it."
At the same time, he was still proud: "I just said that old money is not enough, right? I took an apprentice to make watermelon and soybeans. I have obviously had experience in the mountains, and this time I spread the beans thickly."
"Okay, Seventh Cousin!" Song Tan came out of the warm warehouse and said to him with a smile: "It's obvious that we don't have enough bamboo curtains, so we piled them a little thicker. Their craftsmanship is really good."
At least out of the ordinary ingredients on the mountain, what Master Qian and Qiao Qiao made was so oily and delicious that the workers had two big bowls for one meal! Full of praise!
Party Secretary Xiao Zhu didn't care about the beans or not. At this moment, he just wondered: "Song Tan, has he received any different news in your store or backstage recently?"
Song Tan was stunned: "No...no? Brother Yan Ping would definitely tell me if there was."
"That's strange."
Party Secretary Xiao Zhu said strangely, but with a smile on his face: "The roads in our village will be repaired by the end of the month at the latest!"