After binding the system, Mrs. Wei went down the mountain

Li Qianjin retired three years ago.

However, the people in the county had loud voices, and all units were reluctant to part with this good secretary. Li Qianjin himself was also restless. A week after his retirement, he was hired back.

Retired personnel cannot hold full-time positions. After much thought, Li Qianjin went to the Poverty Alleviation Office as a staff member with an appointment system, accompanying leaders to the countryside to inspect the situation and sort out the poverty alleviation situation.

To put it bluntly, it is just a small job, doing some errands and collecting materials, but no one dares to look at this small job. The current county party secretary comes to visit whenever he has nothing to do. Whenever he encounters a problem at work, he will come to ask Li Qianjin for advice, as does the Poverty Alleviation Office. , whenever any major decision is made, the director of the Poverty Alleviation Office will listen to the advice of the former secretary.

The same is true this time. In the early winter of this year, the activity of harvesting green onions in Dawang Village was really too loud. Basically, the villagers in nearby towns went there to work. In the past half month, every family made a few extra dollars. One thousand yuan. For some rural families with simple family members, no big income and usually more frugality, three to four thousand yuan is their annual expenditure.

Li Qianjin couldn't sit still due to such a comparison. He took the initiative to find the director of the Poverty Alleviation Office, and the department made plans to go to Dawang Village to learn from the experience.

"Secretary Li, have you been to Dawang Village before?"

In the car heading to Dawang Village, Director Feng of the Poverty Alleviation Office asked with a smile:

Li Jinjin quickly waved his hand.

"Director Feng, I have been retired for three years. You can just call me Lao Li now."

Then Li Qianjin looked out the window at the country road and sighed:

"This was five or six years ago when I sent my mother to Aunt Wei's nursing home. I came here once at that time. Dawang Village was not a very wealthy village in Jing'an, but it was not considered poor either. The economic development of the entire village The level is considered to be at the upper-middle level among the 187 villages in our county.”

Secretary Feng nodded, and then said with some shame:

"I feel ashamed to say that in the past few years, I have often talked about the development of Dawang Village in meetings to set examples and look for role models, but I have never gone on an on-site inspection once."

Li Jinjin smiled and said:

"It has been difficult to carry out rural work in the past few years, and you don't have time. This time we will come together and take everyone to study hard with Dawang Village."

Director Feng said quickly:

"Yes, Secretary Li."

Li Qianjin said helplessly:

"Oh, you call me Lao Li."

Director Feng shouted respectfully:

"Old Li!"

This time we went to Dawang Village with a total of 13 people and three cars. Among them were four people from the Poverty Alleviation Office and the rest were the village chiefs of seven typical poor villages in Jingan County.

Director Feng, Li Qianjin, and their car were at the front. As the two of them were talking, the car suddenly stopped.

Director Feng asked forward.

"Xiao Zhao, what's going on?"

The driver glanced at the road ahead again and said to the back:

"Director, I seem to have gone the wrong way."

The driver also looked confused. He had been to Dawang Village before, but that was four or five years ago. But there are no forks in the road, so it stands to reason that he can't go wrong?

Director Feng looked unhappy and glanced at the time on his watch.

"Then why don't you go back quickly and find the way again? What does it mean to be late at the promised time?"

Li Jinjin patted Director Feng on the shoulder.

"Director, don't worry, it's still early."

Then he asked:

"Xiao Zhao, are you sure you are going the wrong way?"

The driver, Xiao Zhao, felt a little unsure and said anxiously:

"Secretary Li, I haven't been here for five or six years, but it stands to reason that there are basically no forks in the road here, so I shouldn't go wrong."

Li Qianjin...

"I repeat, I am no longer the secretary. This is a matter of principle. You must not call me wrong in the future."

"Since you didn't go wrong, why do you say you seemed to have gone wrong."

Xiao Zhao pointed to the asphalt road in front and said:

"Secretary Li, look at the road ahead. It's not the village road to Dawang Village at all. It wasn't this way when I came here before."

Secretary Li got out of the car to check the situation, and then Director Feng also got out of the car.

Director Feng has been engaged in poverty alleviation for more than ten years. He often went to the countryside before and was deeply impressed by rural roads.

When I got out of the car and saw it, I was stunned.

"No wonder Xiao Zhao said it wrong. This is definitely the wrong way. How can a village build such a road? Isn't this a waste of money?"

"Let's go, Lao Li, let's get in the car and go back to find the way."

However, after Li Qianjin got into the car, he said firmly:

"Director, I think this road should be right. Dawang Village has changed a lot in recent years. They may have built this road themselves."

Director Feng glanced at Li Jinjin and asked with some disbelief:

"It's possible to build such a good road in the village. Do you know that asphalt pavement costs a lot of money?"

Li Jinjin smiled.

"Just go and see and you will find out..."

The group continued moving forward.

The people in the two cars behind were also surprised by the road surface.

The head of a poor village 1 said:

"When was this section of road built? Why didn't I hear any news about it?"

“It would be great if our village could build such a road.”

The head of a poor village 2 said:

"Old Li, you really think too much. If you don't have millions on this road, you won't be able to get off it. Your village won't be able to be built without food and water for a year."

On the way, Director Feng didn't believe that this was the road built by Dawang Village itself, until five minutes after the car drove, a red welcome sign appeared in front of several people.

“Dawang Village warmly welcomes all leaders!”

When entering the village, Li Qianjin stopped the car.

The two people who followed Director Feng got out of the car. The people in the two cars behind had also stopped long ago. A dozen people stood at the east end of the village, staring at the whole village blankly.

No one said anything, as if they couldn't speak.

Li Qianjin turned around and looked at the welcoming villagers behind him, then at the neat streets and exquisite buildings on both sides, and suddenly burst into tears.

How great it would be if all the rural areas in Jingan could be like this!

The group of people stood on the road and watched for half an hour before they stabilized their emotions.

At least Li Qianjin had received the vaccination from Grandma Li, but Director Feng was so shocked that he was so shocked that he was tender on the outside and tender on the inside.

Lin Chen led people around the village all afternoon, and the exclamations in his ears never stopped.

After walking around the whole village, it was almost getting dark, so Lin Chen took people directly to the shopping mall in the village.

"Leader, this is almost the same in our village. We have seen everything we should see. Next, I will take you to the shopping mall to see what you like. I will treat it as a gift from our Dawang Village to everyone. ”

There was almost no one in the mall at this time, and there was only one cashier at the door.