In the cold wind, on the dome, the goose-feather-like snow refused to stop for a moment, falling suddenly, as if something on the ground was attracting them.
The sky and the earth are vast, covered in silver, and the cold wind is like a knife. Ma Defu is curled up, wearing gloves sewn by his mother on his hands, a hat on his head, his neck curled up, and the coat on his body is tightly wrapped, withstanding the cold The wind moved forward in the heavy snow.
There was a dent feeling when he stepped down, and another footprint of about three to four centimeters was left on the snow where there were already several rows of footprints.
A few steps ahead, his father Ma Huashui and Wang Zhong were walking side by side, constantly asking Wang Zhong for advice. Wang Zhong also patiently explained to his father, such as the appropriate time for cold compresses and hot compresses, how to quickly cool down, and how to quickly cool down. There are viral colds, bacterial colds, and mixed colds, and how to deal with them.
Ma Defu himself was confused when he heard it, while his father, Ma Huashui, kept nodding his head and asking if he wanted to ask a few questions.
Looking at Wang Zhong's tall and generous figure beside his father, Ma Defu felt a little sour in his heart for no reason.
Envy, jealousy, or even a hint of admiration, feeling ashamed of yourself...
Ma Defu didn't know what he was feeling right now, he just felt a little uncomfortable and depressed.
Shui Hua is also living in Jintan Village, living under his nose. Ma Defu can naturally see it. Shui Hua lives a good life, not to mention Jintan Village, even in the entire immigration diaozhuang area of Yuquanying. OK
Among all the villagers, he was the first to build a house on the Gobi Desert, and it was a brick house with a reinforced concrete structure. I heard that it could even withstand sandstorms. There was also a brick kiln, and even his own brick house The tile-roofed houses were all built with the help of Wang Zhong.
The more than thirty households in Jintan Village so far all work in Wang Zhongkai's brick kiln. The wages are much higher than those in the nearby kilns. There are also discounts for buying bricks and building houses at the brick kiln.
Recently, many folks who can't wait to save money to buy brick houses start to regret it because they have already built adobe houses and look at the brick houses being built around them.
Although adobe houses are good, they are still inferior to red brick houses. Otherwise, the brick kiln business would not be so good.
Farewell at an intersection not far from home, Ma Defu's mood became increasingly complicated as he watched Wang Zhong walk away through the snow.
"Dad! Is Wang Zhong's medical skills really better than the doctors at the town health center?" Ma Defu still asked in disbelief.
Ma Huashui put his hands behind his back and said, neither salty nor cool, "How did I know!"
Ma Defu was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened and he looked at his father in disbelief: "But that's not what you said when you asked me to call Wang Zhong just now."
Ma Huashui said: "Under those circumstances, the baby's parents were as panicked as ants on a hot pot. If I didn't say this, how could I make them feel at ease?"
"But Wang Zhong's medical skills are really good, at least much better than your father, a half-baked barefoot doctor!"
Ma's call for water is not unreasonable, he just talks casually. In the past few years since he came to Diaozhuang, any one of the Diaozhuang households has had some minor ailments or aches and pains, and he knows how to deal with them. But if it is a little more serious, he only knows how to deal with it. Having practiced medicine for several years with a barefoot doctor, I didn’t know what to do. I could only ask the villagers to send the patient to the health center in the town.
Ma Defu said nothing, looking at the direction Wang Zhong left with complicated eyes.
"What are you doing standing there stupidly! It's snowing so heavily, go home quickly!"
As Ma Huashui walked, he lost sight of his son. When he looked back, he found that his eldest son was standing stupidly in the snow, looking in the direction he was looking. Ma Huashui sighed helplessly. Brick walked back, put his arm on his son's shoulder and said.
No one knows his son better than his father. Why doesn't Ma Huashui know what his son is thinking?
"Yeah!" Ma Defu responded and followed his father home.
"That's it!" Looking at the expression on Defu's face, he consoled him: "It's been so many years, don't think about it so much!"
"Dad! I think Shuihua made the right choice by marrying Wang Zhong!"
Defu's eyes flickered and he said with emotion: "Wang Zhong is capable, capable, can make money, and can give Shui Hua a better life. He is a good destination!"
Ma Huanshui patted Ma Defu's shoulder and said rather sadly: "It's best if you think so. I think what Wang Zhong often said is very reasonable. The past is in the past. Eyes are always there. We should look forward to what’s ahead!”
"Eyes are in the front, we should look forward." Ma Huashui muttered and repeated.
"Dad!" Ma Defu turned to look at the horse calling for water, raised the corners of his mouth, showed a smile, and said sincerely: "You are right, we should look forward."
"The work of relocating to Diaozhuang has just begun. It is a difficult time. We always tell the villagers about the future. The future is to be seen with our eyes, and we must look into the future and the future."
Ma Huashui said from the bottom of his heart: "Wang Zhong is a good boy. With his ability, even if he runs to Yanjing, he will definitely live well."
"Why do people want to stay in this poor place like ours? When your uncle Dayou and the others came back, he took the lead to fill the gap for immigrants in Diaozhuang. After he came, he opened a brick kiln, paid high wages to the villagers, and even led you Dad, Debao and the others helped the villagers build houses.
That's because they remember our ancestors for taking in their ancestors, remembering how we collected the bones of their ancestors and let them rest in peace, and they want to repay us! "
"Just say that the bricks he built for the villagers were sold at cost price. The price was nearly half cheaper than the brick kiln next to it. How many of us villagers who came to Diaozhuang could only build mud houses? , thanks to his help, the brick house was built.”
"Blessed! As human beings, we must not forget other people's kindness, but we cannot point to old things and expect others to repay their kindness. When people treat us well, we must also remember their kindness and repay them."
"Dad, I know." Ma Defu said.
Ma Huanshui's eyes were filled with relief: "Your father and I don't have much ability to help Wang Zhong, but you are currently working in the Poverty Alleviation Office and are a national cadre. You are within the scope of your duties and do not violate the regulations. If you can help, Just help him more."
"Dad, I know that what Wang Zhong is doing now is like crossing a river by feeling for stones. It is not for himself, but for the villagers of our Jintan Village. I will definitely help if I can!"
Ma Huashui patted Ma Defu on the shoulder happily and said with a smile, "This is the man of our Ma family!"
"Dad, you said that Wang Zhong plans to contract a hundred acres of land in the next year to plant pasture, raise Tan sheep, and grow wolfberry grapes. Is this scale too big?"
Diaozhuang immigration in Yuquanying has only been carried out for a few years. Many villagers have built their houses and left one person to work here, while others ran back. Some people simply ran away without leaving anyone behind. gone back.
In the final analysis, it is because Yuquanying has just been developed. Even the irrigation canals have not been dug and there are no wells. If you want to drink water, you can only dig your own water cellars to store water, or buy water from machine-driven wells outside the village, let alone Yangshui Station, whose shadow has not been seen until now, is here.
"Who knows!"
Ma Huanshui shook his head and said: "Wang Zhong is a capable man. He has seen the big world. He and I, who have faced the loess and turned their backs to the sky, have spent most of their lives in the mountains and valleys to make a living, and have never even been out of Xihaigu." no the same."
"When we first talked about building a brick kiln, who would have thought that it would take only two or three years to build it to the scale it is today."
In two or three years, it went from nothing to the size of the only large brick kiln in the town. With the care of the Xihaigu District Government and the concerted efforts of the villagers to express gratitude to Wang Zhong for his kindness, the output doubled every year.
"Then let me help him?" Ma Defu tried to ask.
Ma Huanshui nodded: "Wang Zhong, from the time I met him until now, I have never seen him fight an unprepared battle. Since he said it, he must have thought about it repeatedly. As long as it does not violate the principle, When he breaks the law, if you can help him, help him more."
Although Ma Defu is only a team leader of the Poverty Alleviation Diaozhuang Office, many things within the system are definitely easier to handle than Wang Zhong. Yuquanying is within the jurisdiction of their Diaozhuang Office, Wang Zhong thought With so much land contracted, there is no way around Director Zhang’s hurdle.
With Ma Defu's help, although there is no guarantee that this will happen, it will definitely save Wang Zhong a lot of time.
This is what people often say, there are people in the yamen who can do things easily.
While they were talking, the father and son had already arrived outside the house.
Just like in Yongquan Village, it is surrounded by a half-person-high wall, but it is not made of adobe, but made of red bricks. The courtyard gate is still a simple fence, with three main rooms, two rooms on the west, and one on the west side. There is a kitchen in the middle, a warehouse on one side, a semi-open shed for storing sundries on the outside, and a sheep pen and a chicken pen on the east side.
The courtyard has already been covered with a layer of white snow, which is not thick. In the morning, Ma Huashui and his two sons had already cleared the snow. However, it had snowed for most of the day, so it was inevitable that another layer would cover the courtyard.
There was smoke rising from the chimney at the top of the kitchen.
As soon as the father and son were about to enter, the door to the main house was opened from the inside. The cold wind swept the heavy snow with goose feathers towards the house. Debao, who was almost as tall as Ma Defu, appeared behind the door.
"Dad! Brother!"
"You're back!" As soon as Debao finished speaking, Gawa also appeared behind Debao, calling for his uncle and cousin.
"It's snowing outside. Why are you going out if you don't stay indoors?"
Ma Huashui walked towards the door and shouted to the two of them.
"Didn't my mother ask me to look for you because you still haven't come back? I just packed up and got ready to go out, and you and my brother came back!"
"Okay, okay, go back to the house quickly, it's freezing cold, I'll be freezing to death!"
While they were talking, the father and son entered the house.
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Time flies, and the Lantern Festival has passed in a blink of an eye. Shui Hua's body is getting heavier and heavier, and her belly seems to have grown again. She can only walk with her waist in her waist. Wang Zhong feels sorry for his wife, but at this time, the less he can Sitting dry, nutrition should be supplemented, but walking and walking should not be missed every day.
As for work, Wang Zhong and Li Laoshuan took care of everything at home and abroad. Wang Zhong was responsible for cooking, while Li Laoshuan helped to boil the fire and water and clean the house.
After the Lantern Festival, the cold current has not receded. Although the snow has stopped for a while, it has not melted yet. The temperature has dropped to about ten degrees below zero. When I walked outside, the cold wind blew, and it was like a knife, blowing on my face. It hurts like hell.
Wang Zhong went to the Poverty Alleviation Office several times, partly to apply for the one hundred acres of land, and partly to get water canals and electricity.
Wang Zhong knew that it would be useless to just go to the Poverty Alleviation Village to handle this matter, but there was no other way. Now Yuquanying was directly responsible for the Poverty Alleviation Office.
Wang Zhong originally thought that the land issue would be the easiest to deal with, but he didn't realize that it was a tough nut to crack.
Because Wang Zhong has contracted a lot of land, one hundred acres of land is equivalent to the land of five or six households. Although Director Zhang has the right to decide this matter, there is too much land involved, and the work of diaozhuang immigration is still in progress. Among them, after all, the district's plan is to move all the folks living in the mountains and valleys to Yuquanying as much as possible.
Moreover, Jintan Village is only one of the resettlement villages in Yuquanying. In several other villages, the resettlement work started earlier and on a larger scale than in Jintan Village.
The land near Yuquanying has been planned for a long time, and more and more people are waiting to be encouraged to come to Diaozhuang.
Now that Wang Zhong is applying for a hundred acres of land all at once, it's really not that easy to do.
"Director Zhang, see if you can help me figure this out!" In Director Zhang's office of the Poverty Alleviation Office, Ma Defu sat across from the desk and poured a bowl of tea for Director Zhang, frowning and pleading. asked.
"Defu, I've made it clear to Wang Zhong. It's not that I don't want to help him, it's that he applied for too much land. The land in our Yuquanying resettlement area has already been planned. He He wants to contract so much at once, where can I get it for him?"
"Wang Zhong said, it doesn't matter if it's far away or remote. As long as it's spacious enough and can be used to build irrigation canals, he's willing to take over the job!"
"Wait!" Director Zhang suddenly raised his hand and called out to Ma Defu: "I seem to remember that there is such a piece of land."
As he spoke, Director Zhang quickly went to the cabinet and took out the map of the resettlement area. Ma Defu quickly helped Director Zhang open the map.
After searching for a while, Director Zhang put a smile on his face, pointed to a spot full of dots on the map, and said: "Thirty kilometers northwest from Jintan Village, this is the junction of Jintan Village and Xiahe Village. The Development Office has no plans yet, and the area is quite large, with five to six hundred acres."
Ma Defu immediately frowned: "Director Zhang, this place is too..."
"Okay, okay, I know what you want to say, but there is no planned area now, only this one is left. You go ask Wang Zhong. If he is willing, then he can decide on this place. I can also help him and the development team. Look over there, if it's somewhere else, there's nothing I can do about it." Director Zhang naturally wouldn't deliberately embarrass Wang Zhong.
On the contrary, in the past few years, Director Zhang has seen and remembered Wang Zhong's contribution to Jintan Village and the nearby Diaozhuang households. Otherwise, he would not have tried every means to help Wang Zhong. The brick kiln boosted business, allowing the brick kiln to not only turn a profit in such a short period of time, but also double its orders and output year after year.
"I can tell you that if he is willing, I can promise him that our irrigation canal will be built to this point." Director Zhang vowed.
"Then I'll go find him to discuss it first!"
Ma Defu rolled up the map and said goodbye to Director Zhang: "Director Zhang, I'm leaving first!"
After quitting Director Zhang, Ma Defu went to find Wang Zhong without stopping. The knot in his heart had already been resolved. Ma Defu had no grudge against Wang Zhong for a long time. Naturally, he and Wang Zhong did not want to see each other.
Ma Defu originally thought he was going to have a quarrel with Wang Zhongfei, but Wang Zhong agreed without even thinking about it.
But he made a request.
Ma Defu returned to Director Zhang's office again.
"What are you talking about? He wants to contract more than 500 acres of land in this area?" Director Zhang's eyes widened, he jumped up from the stool, and looked at Ma Defu opposite in disbelief.
"Really or not? Defu, don't hear me wrong, this is no joke." Director Zhang also realized his gaffe, but he has never been the kind of person to do superficial things, so he quickly talked to Ma Defu confirm.
Ma Defu said: "Director Zhang, how dare I make a joke about this kind of thing? I have confirmed with him again and again, and he did say that."
"More than five hundred acres of land, that's too much!" Director Zhang shook his head. This was impossible even if he thought about it.
How could the government contract more than 500 acres of land to individuals?
"Director Zhang, Wang Zhong said that he is not contracting this land alone. He is planning to build an experimental farm in partnership with Jintan Village. As for this land, even if Jintan Village asked him to be responsible for the development, the benefits he will get will be Only 70% will be taken, and the remaining 30% will be owned by the village collective."
"Develop this wasteland in the name of the village collective!" Director Zhang's eyes lit up: "If this is the case, then this matter is not entirely impossible!"
If it were an individual, Director Zhang really wouldn't dare to say that. If it could be done in the name of a collective, it would still be possible.
"But he has two conditions!" Ma Defu changed his words.
"Two conditions? What two conditions?" Director Zhang asked with a frown.
"First, when the contract period is up, Wang Zhong has the priority to contract!"
"That's easy to say!" Director Zhang said directly without even thinking about it.
The place is now desolate, with more sand and stones than soil. Wang Zhong has put a lot of effort into developing it, and he just wants a priority contracting right, which is reasonable.
"The second condition, Wang Zhong wants, is that in the first ten years of the contract, he will not pay collective dividends to Jintan Village for the time being, and put all his energy into development. Starting from the eleventh year, he will pay the dividends every year. 30% of the net profit will be distributed to the village as dividends, and he guarantees that the amount of dividends will not be less than 2,000. If it is lower than 2,000, he will sell the pot and make up for the shortfall."
"The annual dividend of at least 2,000 yuan is still only 30%. Is that really what he said?" Director Zhang quickly confirmed with Ma Defu.
"That's what he said exactly!" Ma Defu said.
Director Zhang smiled happily and said, "If that's true, then this matter will be easy to handle!"
Sure enough, three days later, Director Zhang happily found Ma Defu and told him that the matter was almost done. He had already reported it to the old leaders in the district. The old leaders also agreed very much with the matter and even authorized special cases to be handled directly. After being greeted by the Immigration and Development Office and the Land and Resources Office, the application submitted by Wang Zhong was approved within a week.
