I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

Although this matter is understandable, Li Weiming still criticized a few words.

After all, we are all royal soldiers, representing the face of Lord Long Live.

Lord Long Live treats the common people with warmth like a spring breeze. We can't lose this person.

Facing the old squad leader's criticism, Zhou Huangbing nodded repeatedly, but said proudly:

"Old squad leader, don't worry, although I have a bad temper, in the past two years, I haven't been robbed by bandits once, and I haven't thrown any passenger halfway, and I have lost money if I beat anyone!"

Li Weiming shook his head, dumbfounded.

No investigation, no right to speak.

He decided to use the time when he returned to his hometown to visit his relatives to investigate the living and working conditions of grassroots cadres and workers in Shenzhou, write an investigation report back, and ask his old comrades-in-arms to submit it.

In fact, Li Weiming didn't know that things like drivers beating passengers and waiters beating diners were very normal in the 70s and [-]s.

Even on the Beijing buses, until the 90s, there were still signs saying "No beating passengers".

It's a product of the times.

The waiters in the state-run restaurants are cursing, and the chefs are like grandpas, but the food they sell will never be cheap, the ingredients will never be shoddy, and they will never spit in the dishes.

This is like a doctor in a public hospital. Many times the attitude is indeed not very good, cold and businesslike, and the patient gets impatient after asking a few more questions.

But in private hospitals, from the guards to the nurses, from the front desk customer service to the surgeons, they are all soft-spoken, caring and patient, and will definitely make you feel at home, at least before you pay.

But who is the person who really serves the people?

Of course, things always have two sides, too much is too much.

It is definitely wrong to beat and scold passengers.

On the Shenzhou side, department stores, supply and marketing cooperatives, and long-distance bus companies with a monopoly nature that sell all kinds of supplies that are in short supply by the imperial government still have some bad habits.

But in Yinzhou, where commodities are extremely prosperous and almost every household has a car, this phenomenon does not exist.

I am afraid that Shenzhou will have to wait until the post-war development to gradually catch up.

……

I don't know if Li Weiming and the others were lucky, or the bandits were lucky, until the car drove into Lujiang County, there were no bandits who robbed the road.

This made Zhang Boshan very disappointed.

There is a real thing in his waist, and there is a long pole in his backpack!

These days, guns have been banned in Yinzhou, but China is so chaotic, there must be no way to completely ban guns, and only a few big cities are not allowed to carry guns.

How much is the opposite of later generations.

Lujiang County has also changed quite a lot, and Li Weiming is completely unrecognizable.

A lot of old houses were demolished, and some two or three-story concrete buildings were built.

Li Weiming asked people in his hometown dialect, and said that the county hospital and school were also built.

The hospital is okay, but the dolls in the school are not satisfied.

There is no way, old ideas cannot be changed in a short while.

Although the imperial court has given many preferential policies, such as free lunches, they are probably not strong enough.

If we want to realize Dewu's plan to eliminate blindness for all people 30 years ago, I am afraid that we need to intensify our efforts.

It is best to reward real money like encouraging babies.

Today, Ming's agricultural tax has not been cancelled.

However, each family who gave birth to a baby can be exempted from 25% of the agricultural tax. That is to say, as long as each family has four babies, they will not have to pay food, and the imperial court will instead return subsidies.

This undoubtedly greatly increased the enthusiasm of farmers for childbearing.

Population quantity comes first, but population quality cannot be ignored.

It is best to give the same level of support in education.

Li Weiming took out his small notebook again, and wrote down this item, preparing to add it to his investigation report later.

Taking out the "Fengdu School of Political and Economics Admission Notice" and internal reference materials from his pocket, Li Weiming looked at the school's subjects and purpose again, and had some thoughts in his mind.

Perhaps the reason why the imperial court wants to open this new school, and only recruit graduate students and recommended students with work experience, is probably to cultivate students who can bring the benevolent policies of the Long Live Lord to the countryside, into the fields, and at the same time bring the true feelings of the people to the sky. Only those who listen...

It's just that Li Weiming doesn't quite understand the purpose of "cultivating, domesticating and exporting ideology, and doing a good job in ideological struggle".

We are all people who eat the food of the Long Live God and receive the favor of the Long Live God, so what ideology should we cultivate!

We must resolutely follow the Lord Long Live!

Of course, if Li Weiming knew that there were more than 600 foreign students including Russian groups in the first enrollment of Fengdu School of Economics and Political Science, he would not have such doubts.

Chapter 818

After being away from home for ten years and being close to his hometown, Li Weiming is really a bit awkward. He doesn't look like a veteran who followed Xiaobai on the battlefield and killed people like hemp.

But Zhang Boshan had no impression of Lujiang at all.

The reason why the organization sent Zhang Boshan to accompany Li Weiming back home to visit relatives was because Zhang Boshan was actually from Lujiang.

It's just that he can't speak a word of Lujiang dialect, and he doesn't have much impression of his hometown.

Zhang Boshan was the first batch of immigrants who arrived in Fengdu in the second year of Dewu.

At that time, he was still a four-year-old baby, and he came to Fengdu with his father.

But now, Zhang Boshan is already a 16-year-old second-year soldier, and he has killed several Indian Assassins on the battlefield!

It's just a pity that Zhang Boshan has been very regretful that no real British guy has been killed so far.

"Boshan, we have to go over."

Li Weiming asked around. There was no carriage from the county to Lijiazhuang, and he couldn't rent it for a short time. As for the car, he didn't even think about it.

It is a matter of reluctance to get a guotuo machine car from the state capital to the county seat, let alone from the county seat to the town or Zhuangzili.

Li Weiming estimated that at least until the end of the war and the large-scale decommissioning of the mechanized equipment in the army, China will be able to provide cars below the county level.

Now, most of the villagers still have to rely on a pair of iron feet to walk dozens of miles to the towns and counties to go to the market.

"Company commander, are you in good health?"

"Don't worry, it's only about 50 miles away, so it's fine."

"Then, let's walk slowly, and leave all the luggage to me!"

Although Li Weiming's parents are gone, there are still a few uncles in his hometown who took care of him growing up.

I haven't been back for many years, and I don't know if I'm still here.

This time Li Weiming brought back a lot of things.

Although the front line doesn't have everything like Fengdu, the army is still very rich in supplies, and there are also specialty stores for soldiers visiting relatives, and things are much cheaper than outside.

Li Weiming's luggage weighed at least [-] to [-] catties. He handed over [-] catties to Zhang Boshan, and insisted on carrying the bulging piggy Peppa schoolbag of [-] to [-] catties.

Not only rednecks and Germans, but Ming people also like this very much.

And who can refuse Peppa Pig?

"Look, brother Li's body is still stiff. Back then, I was the pacesetter in the third division competition, and Mo Shuai was only Master Mo at that time, and he personally handed out big red flowers to me... Huh? Second uncle? Really second uncle! "

Li Weiming bragged about his glorious deeds to the young man, but he never thought that a familiar figure appeared in his field of vision.

I saw a dark-faced, gray-bearded old man sitting on a cart pulled by a big horse, with a cigar in his mouth, leisurely leaving the city.

Hearing someone calling him, he hurriedly stopped the animals.

After taking a closer look, he yelled in disbelief: "Gousheng, you are Li Gouxeng?!! You kid is still alive?!"

"Pfft-"

Xiao Zhang on the side failed to manage his expression and couldn't help laughing.

Li Weiming's old face darkened, and he hammered Zhang Boshan on the head.

There is no way, before falling into Daming's arms, unless she was the child of a scholar's family at the time of the puppet Qing Dynasty, no one had a cheap name.

In fact, Zhang Boshan also has it.

But he was only four years old when he arrived in Fengdu, his father brought a catty of bulk beer in a plastic bag, and asked Xia Jijiu to rename it.

Up to now, no one remembers Zhang Boshan's original name.

But Li Weiming was different. The old man who came out of the Huai Army in the same year called Li Gousheng Li Gousheng.

Later, when he became a company commander, he was more or less a cadre, so there were fewer people.

But now that he's back in his hometown, he's still that Li Gousheng.

Calling Zhang Boshan, Li Weiming trotted all the way to the second uncle.

"What a piece of shit! Just come back, just come back!"

The second uncle looked at the decent woolen clothes on Li Weiming's body, and for a moment he didn't dare to recognize his nephew.

"Back when Li Laofat caught the baby, it was the second uncle who didn't give you a good look and told you to be caught by Qiu Ba, who killed a thousand knives. I'm sorry for my brother and sister-in-law!"

"It's all in the past, Second Uncle, let's talk later, you see, we blocked the road."

"That's right, that's right, we have to hurry back to Zhuangzi, dog left, dog left his friend, get in the car!"

……

Li Weiming and Zhang Boshan put the salute on the car, and turned over and sat on the side of the car.

Zhang Boshan held back the old nine, and finally couldn't help but muttered in a low voice: "Company commander, what is this car pulling, I smell it... like the smell of the pioneer group taking a bath... "

The Pioneer Regiment was the one that was ambushed by the Bangalore Division in Burma with a cesspool.

After returning from the big victory, I took a bath for three days in a row, and there was still a lingering fragrance.

After all, indole, an important ingredient in perfume, is itself the source of fecal odor.

If it is thicker, it will smell like feces, if it is thinner, it will smell like a girl.

……

"Is this a dung cart?"

Li Weiming was also a little uncertain, and asked his second uncle.

Uncle Li is over 50, and he is a little deaf. Li Weiming repeated it, and then he replied with a smile:

"Isn't that right! We came to the county town to pull dung. In the past, men, women, young and old didn't all go into battle with a basket on their backs and a shoulder pole. Now, thanks to Mr. Fugui, we all use a carriage to pull dung!"

As the saying goes, a flower in a crop depends entirely on dung.

In the years without chemical fertilizers, manure is the favorite of farmers.

Zhang Boshan wanted to cover his nose, but he was afraid of being hit by the company commander's iron fist, so he looked like he was in a dilemma.

Li Weiming smiled and handed over a handkerchief, then turned to the second uncle and said, "Uncle, my friend is from the city, so I'm not used to this smell."

That is, in these years, when Daming came back, Lord Fugui built a septic tank in the city, otherwise the city would be even more stinky!

Uncle Li thought so in his heart, but he didn't say it.

He didn't know that Zhang Boshan grew up in Fengdu, so he had never experienced such things.

Fortunately, in the past six months of fighting in India, Zhang Boshan has somewhat developed resistance to these smells, and he still didn't pick up the veil in the end.

Too hypocritical is not good.

Along the way, Li Weiming asked about Zhuangzi, and Uncle Li couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.

"Look at the big horse that we pull the cart, darling, it's bigger than a cow, it seems to be called... what..."

"Sharma."

"Ah, that's right, it's called a blind horse. You said this blind horse is really a good thing. One horse can pull three loads, and it can also plow and plow the land. The horse's legs are narrower than the cow's legs, no By compressing grain, each mu of land can grow a lot!"

Second Uncle Li has been herding cattle for the landlord's house all his life, and logically speaking he has feelings for the old scalper, but there is one thing to say, the blind horse that Fu Gui bought from that Falan Xijiao is indeed better than cattle!

Originally called Xiao Tiantian, but now the old scalper has become Mrs. Niu!