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Chapter 697 Zhao Zhongming is Depressed

Chapter 697 Zhao Zhongming is depressed

He could only watch with envy as Deputy Township Mayor Jing ran on the highway, took the 100,000 yuan, and mobilized the masses to transport gravel and dig sand to build an asphalt road, and actually built the road from Shangyao Village to the countryside.

This was a great political achievement. He was extremely jealous, but there was nothing he could do about it.

But I didn't expect that today he would step on dog shit and bump into a donor. Even if luck comes, he can't stop it.

Zhao Zhongming quickly handed the tea that Secretary Zhou had just poured for him to Mengyu's hand: "Come, come, sit down, have a cup of tea."

After Mengyu had been here for so long, someone finally offered her a seat. She accepted Zhao Zhongming's kindness with a smile and sat down, but she would not drink the cup of tea.

"Thank you, Deputy Secretary Zhao."

Hearing Mengyu call out the subtitle, Zhao Zhongming felt a little unhappy. Who nowadays calls the deputy mayor or deputy secretary without omitting the subtitle? This girl... is really stupid.

However, for the sake of money, Zhao Zhongming did not show his displeasure, but started talking to her

He talked a lot about the importance of building a new socialist countryside, but was unable to change the status quo because of the financial difficulties in the countryside. He even derogated the current countryside as "cow dung everywhere, garbage dumped everywhere, and flies flying everywhere."

Zhao Zhongming was praising poverty, both inside and outside, and hoped that Mengyu would donate money to him so that he could build a model village for a new socialist countryside!

If Mengyu hadn't been born in a rural area, he might have convinced everyone that the rural areas were so dirty and messy.

She puzzled: "That's not right. I've walked through several villages, and people sweep the alleys. As for cow dung, it's the farmer's treasure. Let alone cow dung, it's just dog dung and sheep dung. Farmers will grab it when they see it."

I'm walking in a pinch, how can I see cow dung lying around in the alley?

As for rural garbage, there are no garbage dumps in rural areas, but there is not much garbage in rural areas. Every household sweeps the floor of the house in the morning and directly sweeps the firewood nest next to the stove, waiting to be burned.

As for the garbage outside the village, it is not enough to be swept away by those who burn dirt and ashes. So, Deputy Secretary Zhao, what village are you talking about where cow dung is everywhere, garbage is dumped everywhere, and flies fly everywhere?"

At this time, most farmers used farmyard manure for farming, and cow dung was precious. If there was no garbage in the village, they would shovel the soil and burn it. The ashes from burning the garbage were better than the ashes from shoveling the soil, so how could they be willing to throw it out?

At this time, there are no plastic bags or other white trash.

Deputy Secretary Zhao did not expect Jiang Mengyu to know so much about the countryside and was speechless for a moment.

Zhao Zhongming was depressed.

Because if he were asked to find a village where "cow dung is everywhere, garbage is dumped everywhere, and flies fly everywhere", he couldn't find it.

"Well, this is just a metaphor. However, this old countryside is really not as good as the new countryside. Look, we have a village with thatched sheds."

Mengyu thought for a moment and said, "Are those tea sheds used to store firewood?"

In the villages she walked through, she had never seen anyone living in thatched huts. They were all brick houses. However, the bricks were mostly made of adobe bricks and few made of burnt bricks.

Zhao Zhongming was speechless for a moment.

Mengyu smiled and said, "Deputy Secretary Zhao probably doesn't know, right? I'm from Da Mian Township."

Zhao Zhongming was really shocked now: "Are you from Da Mian Township?" No family in Da Mian Township has that much money, right? One donation is one hundred thousand!

"Yes, I grew up in Xiayao Village, Jiangzhou Brigade, Damian Township."

Zhao Zhongming was even more puzzled. There were no households worth ten thousand yuan in this village.


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