Chapter 714 714. Where is the weirdness
Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, always felt that something was strange.
It’s really weird—
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 to be allocated funds. For such a poor mountain village with little development prospects, roads will have to be built sooner or later, but they are likely to be ranked behind all other matters.
I don’t know how many years later.
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 much hope, she just made up her mind to wait until the road was cleared. If there was no plan to build the road by the end of the year, then she...
Then she can only keep thinking about it.
But this was not justified after all, and the use of her family's connections for such trivial matters was inferior, which showed that she was not capable enough... She did not take action for a long time.
But then again, she is just a village party secretary, so 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 contacted 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.”
He looked at her mysteriously: "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's the relationship? Her relationship is of no use yet!
This is not right!
What was even worse was yet 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 thirty to fifty meters and stopped in an open area around the corner, giving the other car room to drive. .
Tut.
This is the disadvantage of not building roads. If two cars drive at the same time, the road cannot accommodate them, and they are really falling behind.
Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, thought about it on the way and always felt that the problem lay with the Song Tan family.
She drove directly over and saw Zhang Yanping holding a sickle and a basket. There were layers of resentment on his face, and every strand of his hair was exuding reluctance.
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 500 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! "
Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, 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 I 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 moist. In the hot room, cover it with gauze to make it stuffy."
Xiao Zhu Party Secretary: ...It’s a category she doesn’t understand.
She gave up, and now she 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】
【Jiangdou and watermelon jam are not the same】
【Last time I read half of Jiangdou, and today I read half of Xiguajiang. Should I write this skill on my resume? 】
【The previous one, haven't you found a job yet? 】
【Hahaha, I received a private message from the backstage, thank you to the host for the gift】
【Although I haven't gotten 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 is 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 is! Who would give a gift to the third person on the list without informing them? Do you know how to make money? 】
【that is! You have to shout loudly in the live broadcast room and let us compete on the spot! 】
【Your eyelids are too shallow, 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 hasn’t given anything away so far! 】
Next, there will be reward special effects one after another. Colorful colors with different reward amounts burst out on the screen, making Xiao Zhu click his tongue and shake his head -
It is understandable that contemporary netizens cannot 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 ready and suddenly turned on his mobile phone: "What does Huang Hao look like?"
Qiao Qiao was so anxious: "Brother Yan Ping, the children are all studying. Don't be lazy. This is the field of yellow annua I picked! It looks like this!"
Wulei has grown up over a holiday, and now he starts cutting without saying a word. But after only two cuts, Qiao Qiao became anxious again: "Brother Wu Lei, I don't want this kind of old one."
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!"
ˈ˜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 arms, and said bitterly: "Little Papi!"
…
Here, Secretary Zhu Zhu finally remembered the business: "Where's Tantan?"
Cousin Seventh scrolled through his mobile 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."
He was still proud: "I'm just saying old money can't do it, right? I brought an apprentice to make watermelon and soybeans. I've obviously had experience in the mountains, but this time I spread the beans thickly."
“Okay, Seventh Cousin!” Song Tan came out of the hot 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. His craftsmanship is really good.”
At least the ordinary ingredients on the mountain, what Master Qian and Qiao Qiao made was so oily and delicious that the workers had to have two big bowls for one meal! Full of praise!
Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, didn't care about whether it was a good thing or not. At this moment, he just wondered: "Song Tan, have you received any different news recently in your store or backstage?"
Song Tan was stunned: "No... no? Brother Yan Ping would definitely tell me if there was."
“That’s strange.”
Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, said something strange, but with a smile on his face: "The roads in our village will be repaired by the end of the month at the latest!"
Good afternoon, this is a refresher from yesterday (I really updated a lot of words this month...).
The next thing is today. Mr. Wenchang, please bless me to clear my debts every day!
Another sister! Finished article! Ends on July 31st! It's hot when you click in!
Yao Yingyi's "A Thousand Changes of Flowers"
There’s nothing to say, I’m going to finish the article, my pen name is my guarantee of writing style!
I have more updates this month than in any of the previous ten months! ! You guys who have worked so hard are still not satisfied...
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