Two generations of military wives compete for time

In the morning, the red sun rose slowly from the east. Qian Yizheng drew open the curtains and half opened the window. A fresh, cold air blew in his face. Winter was coming to an end and spring was about to come.

Qian Yizhen brushed her teeth while listening to the news. The weather forecast said that it would be sunny for the next week. She looked at the mountains in the distance and saw that the snow had slowly receded. In another half a month, the snow and ice would melt completely, and it would be the right time to start the construction of the power plant.

Qian Yizhen finished washing up, dressed neatly, closed the windows and doors, and went to the cafeteria to eat breakfast. Just as he sat down, Professor Jiang Yuhan also came over with a bowl of rice: "Yizhen, what are your plans for today? Do you need me to accompany you?"

"Professor Jiang, would you like to go with me to visit the hillside where the power plant is planned to be built? I have been there several times. Today I want to ask Taoist Priest Yuan Yanqin to go with me and ask her to give me some advice from the perspective of Feng Shui."

"Okay, I'll go. I haven't exercised for a long time. Hiking and walking are the best ways to exercise." Professor Jiang Yuhan said happily.

Qian Yizhen called Secretary Zhang Chuanren and said, "Secretary Zhang, after you finish your breakfast, find a jeep and wait for me downstairs of the office building at 8 o'clock. We will go to the site where the power plant is planned to be built."

"Mr. Qian, OK, I'll do it right away." Secretary Zhang Chuanren responded.

Qian Yizhen, Taoist Priest Yuan Yanqin, Professor Jiang Yuhan, and Secretary Zhang Chuanren, a group of four, came to the hillside where the power plant was planned to be built.

"This hillside is on the shady side of the mountain, which corresponds to the yin and yang of the thermal power plant, so it's okay. The climate here is characterized by strong winds in winter, and large chimneys are best built in the southwest corner to keep the smoke away from the residential area..." Taoist Priest Yuan Yanqin said as she walked, and Secretary Zhang Chuanren followed closely behind, taking notes as they walked.

Just to the south of the hillside is the Dawan Village brickyard. Professor Jiang Yuhan said: "In the future, the fly ash waste from burning coal in power plants can be piled up nearby in the brickyard for reuse."

"For thermal power plants, the legal distance between the plant and residents is generally not less than 300 meters. In the future, residential buildings cannot be planned or built around power plants.

This should be notified in advance to the village committees of the villages involved, so that they can avoid these areas around the power plant when approving residential land," said Qian Yizhen.

Secretary Zhang Chuanren quickly wrote down this note.

He Guangliang, the Party Secretary of Dawan Village, saw Qian Yizhen and hurried forward to greet him: "Mr. Qian, you are here to check the terrain again. Come to our brick factory office and have a seat and drink some water."

"Hello, Secretary He. We won't go in and sit down. Thank you." Qian Yizheng said politely.

"I heard that a power plant is going to be built here. That's a good thing. This hillside land will be left idle anyway. We might as well let you use it. Our village can then receive compensation for the land occupation. Hahaha." Village Party Secretary He Guangliang said with a smile.

"In our mountainous area, there are many people and little land. The little farmland we can cultivate can only yield a harvest if it's weather-dependent, and we're lucky enough to be able to fill our stomachs. Fortunately, you opened a factory here, and the lives of the villagers have improved in recent years. Thank you so much." Village chief He Chengrun also came forward and spoke.

"Is there enough water here?" Qian Yizheng asked.

“Speaking of water sources, there is plenty of water during the rainy season, but the water coming down from the mountains flows down the river, and there is a water shortage after the rainy season.

A few years ago, higher authorities sent water conservancy experts to survey the area and said they were going to build a reservoir and a dam. But nothing happened after that. I heard the government didn’t have the money to build a water conservancy project. ” said He Guangliang, the village party secretary.

"Secretary Zhang, please remember to build reservoirs and repair dams. This needs to be planned into the project of building a power plant," Qian Yizheng reminded.

Qian Yizhen, Taoist Priest Yuan Yanqin, Professor Jiang Yuhan, Secretary Zhang Chuanren, Village Party Secretary He Guangliang, and Village Chief He Chengrun, a group of people, talked as they walked along the hillside. When they went around to the south side of the hillside, they saw a large open area.

I saw a large brick factory that stretched for several kilometers, and a wide dirt road stretched into the distance.

"The south side of the mountain is the territory of Lijia Village. This brick factory belonged to Li Guangfa, the former village party secretary of Lijia Village." said the village chief He Chengrun.

Qian Yizheng opened the floodgates of her memory. She used to move bricks here to earn tuition for college. She was harassed by Li Dazhuang many times and was forced to resist. She pierced Li Dazhuang's leg with the awl that Qian's grandmother used to make shoes, which resulted in her working in this brick factory for half a month for nothing and not receiving any wages.

"Qian family's eldest daughter, why are you wandering around here? Aren't you afraid that I will seek revenge on you?"

Qian Yizhen looked up and saw someone calling out to her from the hillside. She looked closely and saw it was Li Dazhuang. Qian Yizhen ignored him and continued to look into the distance.

"This Li Dazhuang, what is he yelling about? He is still acting like a big shot. He relies on his father being the village party secretary and his family owning a brick factory. He has been running rampant in the village for so many years. He has no shame at all." Village chief He Chengrun said angrily.

"Mr. Qian, you don't have to pay attention to him. Since last year, the higher authorities have implemented the 'Village Committee Election Methods'. All villagers voted by secret ballot to elect village cadres. Li Dazhuang's father, Li Guangfa, lost the election. Several households in Lijia Village pooled their money to buy firecrackers and celebrated with a bang.

At that time, Li Guangfa and Li Dazhuang, father and son, were so angry that they cursed loudly, and the villagers all ran out to watch the fun with gloating. In recent years, his family's brick factory has made less and less money. Li Dazhuang and Li Guangfa's luck has run out, like grasshoppers in autumn, they can't jump for a few more days. "He Guangliang, secretary of Dawan Village, said.

"Yes, since the year before last, the Standing Committees of the People's Congresses of provinces and cities have successively promulgated the implementation measures of the "Organic Law of Village Committees" in their administrative regions. Some provinces have also specially formulated village committee election measures in their administrative regions.

Facts have proven that village cadres elected by villagers have high prestige, strong ability to make money, and are dedicated to leading villagers to prosperity, and the villagers' lives will get better and better. "Professor Jiang Yuhan explained.

"Mr. Qian, when will Brother Yuanhui come back? We grew up together naked, and we haven't gotten together for a long time. Sister-in-law Wang Moli is such a good person. When her husband died in a car accident,

Living alone with two sons was hard enough. She was bullied by her parents-in-law and forced to commit suicide by taking medicine. Fortunately, you helped her pay for her medical expenses, helped her to separate her family and live a good life, and saved her.

Her two sons are very hardworking and do well in their studies. One was admitted to a military academy, and the other was admitted to high school. The younger son is also a good candidate for college. Good people really get rewarded.

During the heavy snowstorm this year, Wang Moli, sister-in-law, put aside past grudges and returned evil with kindness, sending coal, firewood, food, cotton-padded clothes and quilts to her parents-in-law. She is a good daughter-in-law known to every household in our village. The villagers have been recommending her to join the village committee as the director of women's affairs. "The village party secretary He Guangliang said with emotion.