Chapter 390: Forty-two-year-old old man

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Song Xuehong, the Party Committee of Guihua Township, is fifty-two years old this year. He has been working in Guihua Township since he started working. He is considered a veteran of Guihua Township. Originally, at his age, he was no longer suitable to serve as the top position of the township party committee. However, with the conditions of Guihua Township, many cadres did not want to come, so he could only persist until now. The township chief is a lesbian in his twenties named Fu Xiaohong. His name is very ordinary. He was originally the deputy director of the county agriculture bureau. Once he went to the original county magistrate to report his work. For some reason, he ran out of the county magistrate's office with a blushing face. As a result, he was organized to go to the poorest and most miserable Guihua Township in the county on the grounds of training.

However, Fu Xiaohong was also very stubborn and did not ask the organization for conditions. She brought her luggage directly to Guihua Township. The shuttle bus only led to Guixi Township. When he arrived in Guixi Township, he actually took a tractor to Guihua Township to work.

The Guihua Township Government originally had an old Beijing Jeep eliminated from the County Bureau, commonly known as anti-fur shoes. However, this car has been in service overdue service and has more lying in the repair shop than when running on the road. The township government has no money at all, so it simply let it lie in the repair shop and ignores it.

Now, Guihua Township has become the only town where cadres go to the meeting by tractor. Every time they go to the county for a meeting, they always sit in the last corner. *** Song Xuehong's face has long been thicker than anything else. He doesn't think that it is just a young woman like Fu Xiaohong who feels very embarrassed and has thought of many ways to change the situation of Guihua Township, but unfortunately the results are not great.

This time, I received a joint message from the county party committee office and the county government office. I found out that it was Liu Siyu, the county party committee, who contacted them. All the cadres of Guihua Township, led by Song Xuehong, were excitedly looking forward to it. Now, when I heard Nie Qingfeng call, saying that Liu *** was going to Guihua Township to inspect the work today, and he took the members of the township party committee team to wait on the road early. However, at noon, I received a call from Nie Qingfeng from Guixi Township, saying that Liu *** was having lunch in Guixi Township at noon and arrived in the afternoon, so everyone went back to have a bad meal, and then waited on the road.

In fact, this is also because Guihua Township is too remote. The contact with the outside depends entirely on several landline phones, and the mobile phone is just a decoration here, and there is no signal at all, so I don’t know when Liu *** will arrive. So everyone can only take the stupidest method, which is to wait foolishly on the side of the road.

Finally, when he saw a military off-road vehicle suddenly appearing on the road in the distance, Song Xuehong jumped up and shouted to the township cadres sitting in the side store: "Liu *** is here."

So everyone rushed out of the house and stood quietly on the road. Xiao Li saw a large group of people standing in front of him, so he slowly stopped the car in front of the group of people.

Nie Qingfeng jumped out of the car quickly, quickly opened the car door, and protected it with his hands. After Liu *** got out of the car, Song Xuehong had already come up and shouted enthusiastically to Liu Siyu: "Liu ***, welcome to Guihua Township to inspect and guide the work."

"Hello, Old Song!" Liu Siyu smiled and reached out and held Song Xuehong tightly. Liu Siyu still had a heartfelt respect for the old cadres like Song Xuehong who worked here for the rest of his life. Then, a girl with beautiful hair and youth came up. Song Xuehong introduced: "Liu***, this is the young township leader Fu of our Guihua Township."

Liu Siyu reached out and held Fu Xiaohong's little hand and joked: "I have heard that Xiao Township Mayor Fu is young and beautiful. When I saw him today, he is indeed worthy of his reputation."

"Liu*** was joking." Fu Xiaohong said embarrassedly, and then Liu Siyu shook hands with other township cadres, surrounded by a large group of people and followed Song Xuehong to the township government.

There is no courtyard or something in this township government, but a small brick and wood building with only three floors. Of course, there are some small buildings with only two floors next to it. Judging from the conditions of this township government, it is even worse than when Liu Siyu was in Heihe Township.

When I walked into the government conference room, I would listen to Song Xuehong's work report first. The basic situation of Guihua Township. After Liu Siyu was confirmed to contact Guihua Township, Liu Siyu asked Nie Qingfeng to find the information and studied it in detail. This Guihua Township is at the foot of Xianfeng Mountain, and the entire town is among the ridges of several bays and ridges. Guihua River originated in the mountains not far ahead. Because there are many osmanthus trees in Xianfeng Mountain, I don't know why, so I named Guihua Township. The population of the whole town is not large, with only eight villages and about 5,000 people, but the area is very vast.

Of course, due to the harsh natural conditions, the per capita annual income is far lower than the average level of the county. Half of the population is below the poverty line.

Song Xuehong's report was very organized, but in Liu Siyu's ears, his mood was heavier than in Guixi Township. Guixi Township, one was better than Guihua Township, and the other was the township contacted by the county magistrate Kangshui, so he didn't have to worry too much, while Guihua Township was different. He was responsible for changing the backward appearance here.

After listening to the report, Liu Siyu raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said, "Song***, there is still some time before dark. I'll see if we are going to the village for a walk?"

It was said that it was a discussion, but it was actually a decision. Song Xuehong didn't expect that Liu ***'s spirit was so good. He said immediately: "Liu ***, you are tired of taking the bus today. Why don't we take a break and go down tomorrow?"

"No, Song ***, I was born in the army, this little bit of suffering is nothing." Liu Siyu said with a smile.

Since Liu *** said this, what else is Song Xuehong going to say, so he accompanied Liu Siyu and Nie Qingfeng to the nearest Wuao Village with Fu Xiaohong. As for Xiao Li, he arranged to rest in the township government's guesthouse.

The name of Wuao Village is because there are five valleys in this village, and the Guihua Township Government is located in Wuao Village. Song Xuehong led the way. Along the way, he met many villagers working in the fields. When he saw Song Xuehong, he greeted him affectionately. There were also a few elderly people who called him three children, while Song Xuehong greeted these elderly people calmly.

After walking for more than ten minutes, he came to the home of Song Chengchang, the party secretary of Wu'ao Village. Unexpectedly, General Tie was holding the door. Song Xuehong saw that someone was working in the field not far away, so he lifted a few wooden benches from under the house and placed them in the dam. He asked Liu *** and others to sit down, walked over, and asked the working woman to call Song Chengcai back for him.

Liu Siyu looked at Song Chengchang's house. Secretary Song had only four houses. Small green tiles were built on the roof of the earthen walls, but holes were exposed in many places.

The family of a village party secretary has become like this, and it is conceivable that the family of others is the home.

After a while, Liu Siyu and Song Xuehong talked in the dam, Song Chengcai came back. Song Chengcai was a thin old man. When he heard Song Xuehong introduce him, the young man in front of him was Liu *** of the county party committee, he suddenly became excited and wiped his hand hard on his clothes, then he held Liu Siyu's outstretched hand.

"How old is Secretary Song this year?" Liu Siyu asked cordially.

"Liu***, I am forty-two years old this year." Song Chengcai replied uneasyly.

"Forty-two years old?" Liu Siyu was stunned. No matter how he looked at this Song Chengcai, he should be fifty and sixty years old, but why is he only forty-two years old?

When Song Xuehong saw Liu Siyu's surprised expression, she explained with a wry smile: "Liu***, this Song Chengcai is still my uncle by seniority. He is really only forty-two years old, but he has lived too hard these years, and rural people are prone to getting old."

"It's because we have made you suffer, but our work has not been done well." Liu Siyu said guiltily. He didn't expect that Shunjiang County under his control would still be such a poor place. There were no people wearing patched clothes outside. And Song Chengcai had four or five big patches on his clothes.

"Liu***, it's not your fault. You have only been in the county for a few months. If you want to blame, we can only blame us for being too remote. It's so remote that it's rare to see a county leader in a year." Song Xuehong comforted her.

Perhaps it is because it is too remote and remote, and it has become a forgotten corner above. Liu Siyu is not because of the measures to contact the township by the county leaders, nor does he understand the situation of Guihua Township.

Thinking of this, Liu Siyu couldn't help but blame himself.

Afterwards, Liu Siyu asked Song Chengcai what the main income of the people in the village depends on, and what specialties are in Wu'ao Village, etc. He asked very detailedly. He did not return to the township government with Song Xuehong until the sun was about to set. However, along the way, Liu Siyu no longer talked and laughed, but lowered his head to think about things. Song Xuehong and Fu Xiaohong did not dare to say more when they saw Liu ***'s expression.

When he arrived at the township government, Song Xuehong took Liu Siyu back to his office. His office was connected to the inside and outside. The outer room was the layout of the office. An old-fashioned office desk was placed there, and the chair was still a leather chair, and a telephone was placed on the table. Although the inner room was closed, Liu Siyu still guessed that it should be in the lounge.

Song Xuehong gave Liu Siyu to the leather chair, and Nie Qingfeng naturally and diligently poured boiling water for the two of them. Liu Siyu took a sip, glanced at Song Xuehong sitting aside, and said, "Old Song, how many kilometers is the road from Guihua Township to the county town?"

"Forty-four kilometers." Song Xuehong was very familiar with this highway and reported the data at once. Forty-four kilometers, that is, in other words, in addition to the fifteen-kilometer highway, there are twenty-nine kilometers of highways, which are simple roads. And the twenty-nine kilometers of highways are another nineteen kilometers, that is, the section from the big road to Guixi Township. Although the road surface is poor, there are shuttle buses. The ten kilometers from Guixi Township to Guihua Township are simply beyond the name of the highway. Liu Siyu observed on the way here and there was never a decent car except for a few agricultural transport trucks and tractors.

"Old Song, this road has become like this. You haven't found a way to repair it?" Liu Siyu asked dissatisfied.

"Liu***, why haven't we ever thought about it? Actually, I dreamed of repairing this road. For this reason, I went to the county to find Director Mo of the Transportation Bureau and Deputy County Magistrate Ling, who was in charge of transportation. However, the population of our township is only a little over 5,000. Deputy County Magistrate Ling said that the investment in building a road was too large and not cost-effective, so it has not been completed. Liu***, it's all my fault." Song Xuehong said blamingly. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to ***(***.***) to vote for recommendation. ***, your support is my greatest motivation.)
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