After making the call, Zhou Yunfeng picked up the genuine licensed goods he bought from the county and went all the way to the door of the old party secretary Zhao Lianggang's house. The old lady was feeding chickens in the yard.
"Mom, is the old director at home?"
"Ouch, Secretary Zhou is here, come in quickly, he is cooking inside!" The old lady hurriedly poured the chopped vegetables into the wooden basin in the chicken coop. She saw Zhou Yunfeng was carrying something in his hand and his hand was on his clothes. After wiping twice, he hurriedly ran over to greet me.
"Secretary Zhou, what are you..."
Zhou Yunfeng often comes to Zhao Liangang's house for dinner, so it is a bit unusual to carry so many things today.
"Oh, aunt, these are the candies I bought for Xiaoliang and Xiaoxue, and some medicinal wine to treat rheumatism. The old party secretary travels in the mountains all year round. With these things, rainy days will be comfortable, haha!"
The old lady was grateful and said hurriedly: "You haven't eaten yet. You go in and sit down first, and I'll kill a chicken."
"Hey, ma'am, there's no need to spend money." In the eyes of rural people, chickens and ducks are the highest courtesy for entertaining guests, and they are also very luxurious dishes. They are only willing to slaughter them during the holidays.
"Go in, go in, it'll be fine in a moment."
The old lady was quick with her hands and feet. As she spoke, she had already gotten into the chicken coop to catch the chickens.
Zhou Yunfeng felt very warm in his heart. During these years of staying in Jiagou Village, the old party secretary had taken good care of him. Apart from being timid and afraid of causing trouble, this old man really had nothing to say. Everyone in the village was grateful to the old director for his kindness.
Before leaving, I have to give the old director a good drink.
In the evening, a group of people sat around the old wooden table at the door to eat. Xiaoliang and Xiaoxue are the grandchildren of Zhao Lianggang. Their son and daughter-in-law work in the south all year round, and they are all taken care of by their elders.
With a table full of authentic delicacies, Zhao Liangang opened a bottle of Beidacang and filled Zhou Yunfeng's cup with a look of vicissitudes of life on his withered face:
"Xiao Zhou, I know you don't drink. This wine tastes good. Anyway, drink two glasses with me today."
"OK!"
After three rounds of drinking, Zhao Liangang's face turned rosy, recalling the past, and he smiled a little confusedly:
"When you first came to our village, I thought you were here for gold plating. Do you still remember who accompanied you that day?"
"Remember! He's my father-in-law." Zhou Yunfeng held the wine glass with sharp eyes.
That day Wei Changlin drove him to the entrance of the village and specifically told Zhao Liangang to take good care of him. From that day on, Zhou Yunfeng began to dream about flying up branches and changing his fate against the will of heaven.
Unfortunately, it was a dream after all.
"Yes, you are not the first one to come to our village for gilding. Do you think it's strange? The poorer the village, the more young officials come here to join in the fun, hahaha..." Zhao Liangang drank the cup happily, while his granddaughter Xiaoxue was busy. Come and persuade:
"Grandpa, stop drinking. How red is your face?"
Zhao Liangang begged: "Just tonight, let's have a drink with your Uncle Yunfeng, okay?"
Xiaoxue pouted and reluctantly agreed.
Zhao Liangang sniffed and patted Zhou Yunfeng on the shoulder: "But I didn't expect that you would stay here for four years, and the others would stay for three months, and the longest would only be half a year."
Zhao Liangang shook his head, feeling unfair for Zhou Yunfeng.
Zhou Yunfeng smiled bitterly: "Old director, I have to go. I came today to say goodbye to you."
When Zhao Liangang heard these words, he stared at Zhou Yunfeng in disbelief: "Are you telling the truth?"
"Well, the county committee is going to second me there."
"Ouch!" Zhao Liangang was so excited that he slapped his thigh, even more excited than himself for his promotion.
"Okay, your thousand-mile horse finally met Bole. I knew a long time ago that this small ravine can't trap you. "
"Old director, I will come back to see you when I have time."
Zhou Yunfeng felt a lot of reluctance in his heart.
Zhao Liangang held his shoulders and whispered: "Being an official is the same as being a human being. You must not forget your original intention."
"I know!" Zhou Yunfeng toasted to him respectfully.
The two of them were almost drunk. Zhou Yunfeng was about to get up and go back to the village committee dormitory to pack his things. Li Dingwang, the plagued thing, happened to come over.
Li Dingwang walked in with a playful smile:
"Xiao Zhou, I've been asking for a long time, and then I found out that you were having dinner at Steelmaking's house. Why didn't you answer your phone calls or text messages?"
Li Dingwang is a familiar person. He sat down unceremoniously as soon as he entered the door.
Zhao Liangang hurriedly went to get the bowls and chopsticks: "There is a happy event at my house today. Xiao Zhou is here, and Secretary Li is also here, hey hey hey!"
Li Dingwang's smile gradually disappeared, he looked at Zhou Yunfeng and asked:
"Xiao Zhou, you are going to the county party committee tomorrow. Why don't you let us hold a farewell party for you? You are from Beiqiao Township, too. People think we don't talk about revolutionary friendship."
Zhou Yunfeng picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth: "Tonight is my last day in Jiagou Village. I want to catch up with the old director. Do I have anything to say to you?"
"this……"
Li Dingwang smacked his lips and said to himself, "Don't be crazy, kid. Someone will take care of you when you get to the county committee."
"Go, let's play next door." The atmosphere in the room became increasingly tense. Zhao Liangang quickly drove Xiaoliang and Xiaoxue out, while he himself sat on a wooden chair with his palms between his knees.
Seeing that Zhou Yunfeng refused to let him go down the stairs, Li Dingwang was helpless and took a few bites of the leftovers.
"Secretary Li, if you have anything to say, just tell me, and don't beat around the bush with me."
Li Dingwang got straight to the point: "Xiao Zhou, did Secretary Xu tell you which department you would be transferred to?"
Zhou Yunfeng picked up a piece of broken ear and threw it into his mouth, with a sneer in his nostrils: "Does this matter have anything to do with you?"
"No... I have a lot of acquaintances in the county committee, and I can take care of you in the future. That's the county committee, so don't step on the wrong trap. You are from Beiqiao Township. If something goes wrong, won't it discredit our township?"
On the surface, Li Dingwang was thinking about Zhou Yunfeng and Beiqiao Township, but in fact he was trying to trick him.
But even a fool could tell that he wasn't holding his shit back.
"Ahem, Xiao Zhou, you have to go to the county committee early tomorrow morning, so go back to your dormitory to rest."
Zhao Lianggang coughed twice and wanted to help Zhou Yunfeng out of the siege.
Li Dingwang looked at Zhao Liangang with hatred.
Zhou Yunfeng drank all the wine in the cup and stood up with his hands on his knees.
"Secretary Li, don't worry. I will never mention the words 'Beiqiao Township' when I go out. Because under your wise leadership, this place has simple folk customs and clear legal system. How can I smear your face?" ?”
As Zhou Yunfeng spoke, he looked at Zhang Laizi from the corner of his eye.
Li Dingwang's face became increasingly ugly.
"Let's go, old director."
"I'll give it to you."
It was extremely embarrassing to leave Li Dingwang alone at the dinner table.
On the way out of the yard, Zhao Liangang reminded: "Secretary Li is here to trick you. I guess you may not be able to work with peace of mind even in the county committee!"
"It's the same everywhere, just ride on the donkey and read the songbook!" Zhou Yunfeng then asked Zhao Liangang:
"Old director, have you submitted all the subsidy applications for poor households in the village?"
"You're still at the village committee, what's wrong?"
"It's okay. I'm going to do something before I leave tomorrow."
Zhao Liangang looked at Zhou Yunfeng with a worried look on his face: "What are you going to do? Just pat your ass and walk away, why bother making a fuss all over again?"
Zhou Yunfeng poked at his heart and said, "If I don't do some things, I won't be able to sleep at night."
Zhao Liangang scratched his thin white hair, squatted on the ground and smoked, his eyes blurred.
I don't know when Zhou Yunfeng was no longer by his side.
Early the next morning, just as the sky turned white, several "puff-puff-puff" sounds came from the village committee's microphone. Along with the morning fog, a magnetic voice spread in Jiagou Village:
"Folks, I am Zhou Yunfeng, the resident secretary of Jiagou Village. Starting today, my work at the grassroots level has been successfully completed. Say goodbye to everyone. At the same time, I would like to report on the subsistence allowances for poor households in our village. The whole village There were 95 poor households that applied, and now 81 households have been approved by me.”
"As I said before, the country will not abandon any people in need. It is the country's policy to provide targeted poverty alleviation and work together on the road to prosperity."
"But no one will be allowed to pretend to be Sun Dasheng. Anyone who wants to deceive the country's minimum living allowance will not be allowed to pass."
…
The loudspeaker spread Zhou Yunfeng's voice to every corner of the village. Some of them jumped into the urine bucket to water vegetables in the fields, some carried pig food and walked to the pig pen, and some sat on the big table at the entrance of the village. Chatting under the tree.
At this time, several motorcycles suddenly rushed towards the village committee. On the cars were unemployed young people with a killer look, carrying a stick in their hands, and surrounded the entrance of the village committee.
Zhou Yunfeng had already packed his things last night. There were not many things. He just dragged his suitcase and put a backpack on his back and he was on the road.
Among the people blocking the door, the leader was Zhang Laizi. Most of them were from families pretending to be poor this time.
Zhang Laizi glared at Zhou Yunfeng with an angry expression:
"His grandma's surname is Zhou, you bastard. Before you leave, you want to cut off my wealth. I'm not done with you."
Zhang Laizi didn't hold anything in his hand. He was the shortest among the group of people, but he was so powerful and fierce that most people would be really frightened by him.
But Zhou Yunfeng didn't take this trick and walked straight forward with cold eyes.
"Brothers, this person surnamed Zhou will cut off our financial resources and we cannot let him go."
Zhang Laizi is good at fanning the flames and does not take action himself, but the gangsters under him are not so calm. One of them, Huang Maoshan Matt, came up with a stick and wanted to fight with Zhou Yunfeng.
Snapped!
But before he could reach him, he was slapped by Zhou Yunfeng and was stunned.
"Zhao Tiezhu, you fucking ungrateful thing. Last year, the reservoir on the mountain burst its banks, and your family was the first to bear the brunt. Who risked his life to carry your father out?" Zhou Yunfeng roared: "It was me."
Zhao Tiezhu covered his cheek, and the rebellious boy of seventeen or eighteen lowered his head in shame.
Zhou Yunfeng looked around and said sincerely: "People present, which one of you has a home that I haven't been to? Whose home have I not helped? You can ask your conscience, are you qualified to receive subsistence allowance? Are you willing to be Zhang Cripzi? serve as hatchet man."
Zhou Yunfeng's words were like cold water pouring on their heads, and they suddenly regained their composure from their hot heads.
Seeing that everyone else had been suppressed, only the difficult Zhang Laizi was left.
He slowly approached and used his height advantage to suppress Zhang Laizi.
"Secretary Zhou, you are so cruel. It is obvious that you are here for me!"
"Yes, I just mess with you, what can you do to me?"
Zhang Laizi was not angry and scolded: "The surnamed Zhou will give you face. I will call you Secretary Zhou. If I don't give you face, I will bury you. Do you believe it?"
"Then you have to keep your word. If you can't kill me, there will be a lot of trouble."
"Trouble? Do you dare to cause trouble for me?" Zhang Laizi was used to being abusive in Jiagou Village. His second uncle was also the secretary of the township party committee, so naturally he didn't take anyone seriously.
Zhou Yunfeng came forward and looked at him with a sneer: "Zhang Laizi, your wife's small shop is doing good business!"
"Hey, what's wrong? Are you greedy?"
Jiagou Village is far away from the supermarket in the county town. As the only small shop in the village, business is booming. You have to buy everything from him, including money, rice, oil, salt, tobacco, alcohol and gifts. There were people who wanted to open it before. The whole family competed with him, but they were all disturbed by Zhang Laizi.
Zhou Yunfei looked casually towards the entrance of the village: "Hey, here we come, have you seen that official car?"
The village committee is located on a high ground, overlooking the entire village. Zhou Yunfeng put his palms on his forehead and made a gesture like a monkey looking at the moon.
"Official car? Who are you trying to scare? I don't break the law, I'm just afraid of a ball."
Zhang Laizi looked unafraid.
But at this time, Zhao Tiezhu, who was standing next to him, had better eyesight. He felt something was wrong and said anxiously: "Brother Lame, that car seems to be heading for your small shop."
Zhang Laizi's pupils shrank and he stared at Zhou Yunfeng in horror.
Could it be that the food hygiene department came to inspect it?
Because their small shop is greedy for profit, the goods they buy are only some brand-name fakes.
What about Leibi, Keri Cola, Six Nuclear Bombs, Likou Laundry Powder, Wanglaogu, Bagong Shampoo, and Comfort Soap? Rural people have no ability to distinguish and are not picky when buying things. They just want to get the lowest price.
These things are everywhere in the countryside, and the superiors are just too lazy to take care of them, but that does not mean that the countryside is a place outside the law.
If the industrial and commercial department really comes down to inspect, they can beat you to death with a stick.
After Yunfeng came back from the county party committee last night, he immediately called the industrial and commercial department to complain. Unexpectedly, the follow-up speed was quite fast.
"Zhou Yunfeng, you fucking dare to tease me, just wait, you won't believe Zhang until I kill him."
Zhang Laizi jumped on his motorcycle and ran towards the village entrance as if his butt was on fire.
Zhou Yunfeng raised the corner of his mouth and dragged his suitcase towards the entrance of the village.
