Suddenly, Qin Fan felt embarrassed. It was just a joke.
He smiled coquettishly, "Hey, Caiwei, I was lying to you, you listen to auntie."
"you…"
Li Caiwei rolled her eyes in anger and wished she could kick Qin Fan in his feet.
However, she still knew that there were some things that she couldn't say.
Although it was a joke, it was easy for Yang Liu to misunderstand that Qin Fan disliked the countryside.
It is said that Ma Tinglong led a group of leaders towards the school halfway up the mountain.
In front of Qin Fan, it was difficult for Zhang Long, Liu Tiantong and others to ask questions.
Now that they were all their own, Liu Tiantong finally couldn't help but ask Ma Tinglong in a low voice.
"County Magistrate Ma, have you heard Mr. Qin's name somewhere before?"
He asked because he saw Ma Tinglong's posture at the back was very low.
Ma Tinglong glanced at the other person and said, "Well, I heard something about him when I attended a training class in the city half a year ago."
"Mr. Qin is like a dragon that never sees its end. I was lucky enough to meet him today."
"Haha, County Magistrate Ma, can you tell us something?"
All the leaders pricked up their ears and wanted to listen.
The three village chiefs also wanted to know where Qin Fan came from.
Ma Tinglong smiled, "Actually, what I know is limited."
"At first, the city government called me. I was still wondering why they were donating money to build a school. They specifically told us to cooperate fully."
"Now I understand, it's because of Mr. Qin. Do you remember the young Chinese doctor who treated the homeless old man for brain tumors?"
Suddenly, Zhang Long, Liu Tiantong, and Secretary Tang all stood there in shock, forgetting to take steps.
After being stunned for a few seconds, the three of them quickly caught up.
"County Magistrate Ma, is the Chinese doctor who performed the surgery Mr. Qin?" Zhang Long asked.
"What do you think?" Ma Tinglong asked.
Then, he added: "You still remember the rectification movement that year?"
"Remember, I fired several leaders who did not do anything that time." Tang Yuefei nodded and said.
Ma Tinglong smiled mysteriously, "These are all things that made Mr. Qin famous just now."
"You must remember that Mr. Qin is upright and upright. Don't think that he is not involved in politics, but...hey, you don't understand even if I say it. Anyway, if there are mistakes, correct them, and if there are no mistakes, you will be exempted."
When everyone saw Ma Tinglong saying this, they were shocked and horrified.
Liu Tiantong even had cold sweat running down his back. He knew Qin Fan would not be angry, but he still felt a little uneasy in his heart.
In fact, Ma Tinglong didn't say anything.
I'm afraid if I say it, these county leaders will be even more frightened.
At that time, what Ma Tinglong heard was that his friend just pointed to the sky.
That means this person can talk directly to heaven.
What is the sky? The sky is big. How many people can talk to the sky?
"Haha, luckily we didn't say anything too outrageous today." Gu Yingjie smiled bitterly.
Zhang Long, Liu Tiantong, and Tang Yuefei couldn't help but nod.
In their hearts, Qin Fan's position has been infinitely magnified, and he is someone who must not be offended.
Yu Fuchun and Deng Bixian, but Wang Chaohui did not feel this way.
The three of them couldn't help but secretly rejoice that someone finally came to help Maoerling.
Qin Fan naturally didn't know that the group was talking about him.
It wasn't until after 8 o'clock in the evening that Ma Tinglong and his party came down from the mountain.
They planned to rush back to Meizhou County day and night, and came specially to say goodbye to Qin Fan.
"Mr. Qin, I will go back first. If you have the chance, you are welcome to come to Meizhou County for visit and guidance." Ma Tinglong invited politely.
"Haha, County Magistrate Ma, if you don't want to be a leader, there must be a chance." Qin Fan said with a smile.
He warned: "Drive slower on the road."
"OK."
All the leaders shook hands with Qin Fan one by one and said goodbye before driving back.
Qin Fan asked Deng Bi and Wang Chaohui to go back first and made an appointment to go to their village tomorrow morning.
After everyone left, Qin Fan prepared to go back to the house to rest.
"Hey, who left this?" Yu Fuchun said.
Qin Fan looked back and saw an envelope left by someone on the wooden table.
"Secretary Tang was the last to go out." Qin Fan thought about it for a moment.
Yu Fuchun took a look at the envelope and immediately exclaimed, "How could there be money in it?"
"Hey, there's something written on this envelope."
Qin Fan took it and took a look and saw what was written on it.
"Village Chief Yu, please accept one thousand yuan as the cost of entertaining Mr. Qin and his party."
The signature is Ma Tinglong.
"Hey, County Magistrate Ma wanted to give me money just now, but I didn't accept it, so he ended up using this method." Yu Fuchun smiled helplessly.
Qin Fan immediately laughed.
"Just accept it with peace of mind. He is also kind-hearted. If County Magistrate Ma doesn't give it to you, I will give it to you tomorrow. I have troubled you and aunt for so long, so you can't just eat and drink for free."
"Hey, Mr. Qin, don't say that." Yu Fuchun waved his hand quickly.
"Let's go, let's all take a rest early. We have to go to two villages tomorrow."
"good."
A night of silence.
The next day, with Yu Fuchun still leading the way, Qin Fan and his party went to Shangma Village and Xiama Village.
The villagers are naturally very grateful to the Xiaofan Charity Foundation for donating money to build a Hope Primary School for the children.
However, when it comes to growing Chinese herbal medicine, villagers ask a lot of questions and their opinions are obviously not unified.
There are different opinions and different plans.
The discerning people took action secretly and began to measure their own fields and estimate how much money they would need to invest in building seedling greenhouses.
Qin Fan is not in a hurry, everything has a process of acceptance.
As long as the first batch of people taste the sweetness, they will naturally rush to be the first.
At noon, Qin Fan went up the mountain again to give Shang Jun acupuncture.
Xiaowen, based on Qin Fan's instructions, found trees and made Shangjun a cane for his armpits.
Qin Fan still acupuncture on the same acupuncture points. After dozens of minutes, Qin Fan stopped the needles.
"Teacher Shang, you can try to stand up and feel it." Qin Fan said with a smile.
Du Yuzhen wanted to step forward to help Shang Jun, but Shang Jun stopped her with a wave of his hand.
"Yuzhen, let me do it myself."
"Dad, you can definitely do it." Shang Yiyi clapped her little hands to encourage her father.
Shang Jun smiled and nodded. He held the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands and tested his strength first.
In the eyes of everyone, he stood up tremblingly.
"It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt at all, and my knee has strength now," Shang Jun said.
Qin Fan nodded, "Well, I'm recovering well. You have to have confidence and insist on taking medicine every day."
At this time, Xiaowen and Yuwen Xiangwan walked in.
"Teacher Shang, please use this to help you walk first. If you keep exercising, it won't be long before you can accompany Yiyi to catch butterflies." Xiaowen smiled and handed him the crutches under his arm.
"Thanks!"
After Shang Jun took it, he walked several steps slowly with the support of the crutch under his arm.
He stopped and looked at the mountains in the distance, feeling excited.
He finally stood up again and could walk to those places with his wife and children.
Du Yuzhen and Shang Yiyi both had faces full of surprise and hope.
"Okay, Teacher Du, Teacher Shang, I'm ready to leave Maoerling." Qin Fan said.
He has been out for several days and it is time to go back.
"Uncle Qin, will you come again?" Shang Yiyi asked, looking up at his little head.
Qin Fan squatted down and said, "Uncle, I will definitely come again, because you are here."
"Well, Uncle Qin, I want to thank you."
Everyone was stunned, Shang Yiyi was like a little grown-up.
Qin Fan laughed dumbly, "Oh, Yiyi, how do you want to thank uncle?"
Everyone thought Shang Yiyi was bowing to thank him, but no one expected that Shang Yiyi hugged Qin Fan's neck.
Kissed Qin Fan on the cheek.
Qin Fan immediately laughed.
"Yiyi, this is the best thank you uncle has ever received in the world, thank you."
Indeed, children are the purest, and they will only kiss you if they regard you as a relative.