"I know a little bit about it," Yan Zixiu said. It turns out that the art of language interpretation can not only understand human language, but also the language of animals.

We don’t know much about it either, Lao Ma Fangzheng and others complained inwardly.

The jeep drove five or six miles and saw a man lying on the ground beside the path along the ancient Yellow River Road.

When I got closer, I saw that he was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old. He was dressed in shabby clothes and had a small bundle beside him. He was lying on the ground and seemed to be in a coma.

Lao Ma quickly stepped forward to explore, breathed a sigh of relief, and helped the young man sit up.

Fang Zheng and Xiao Wu also came around to help and shouted: "Little brother, wake up, wake up."

As soon as Yan Zixiu got out of the car, he sprinkled the young man with rejuvenating elixir, and he saw that the young man's face turned from pale to somewhat bloody.

Yan Zixiu said to everyone: "It's nothing serious, I just fainted from hunger."

Now that Dr. Yan said it was okay, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The boy slowly opened his eyes: "You, you guys? Are you?"

"We were passing by and saw you passed out. Don't talk too much and eat a pear first." Yan Zixiu handed over a pear.

The young man has been nourished by the rejuvenating elixir and is out of danger. He is slowly getting better. It doesn't matter whether he eats water pear or not.

But he was obviously very hungry, so he reached out and grabbed the Shuiling pear and started to chew it. The more he ate, the more energetic he became. By the time the Shuiling pear was finished, he could stand up on his own.

When everyone saw that he had stood firm, they released their hands and asked, "Where are you from? Why did you faint here?"

When asked, the young man cried and spoke a lot more choked up.

The general meaning is that his name is Zhang Liqun, and he lives out of town. Something happened at home and no one was left, so he came to the Central Plains on foot to seek refuge with relatives and friends. As a result, none of the relatives and friends here were gone, and none of the relatives and friends' families had ever heard of this relative.

Today's life is not very rich, who wants to add a stranger to eat?

He had no choice but to go back. But the travel expenses funded by his family were gone, and there was no food left. He was so hungry that he passed out here.

What is all this? Everyone looked at each other.

Yan Zixiu asked: "Liqun, how old are you? What grade are you in?"

"Fifteen, come out and go to the second grade of junior high school."

"Can I find you a place to eat and go to school?"

"Okay." People are in such a state of despair, can they still do it?

"Director Ma, let's do this. Please find a school for this child to transfer to, and find a family near the school that is willing to let this child board. I will bear the tuition and boarding fees." Yan Zixiu didn't know many people.

There is still a lot of money. He feels that it is a waste to have money idle and he should always look for opportunities to use it.

Lao Ma said: "It's not difficult to arrange these things. However, Xiao Yan, you have already donated so many scholarships, so you don't need to take them separately."

Fang Zheng said: "Leave this matter to me, Director Ma has too many things to do."

Xiao Wu smiled and said, "Just live in my house. Anyway, I am an only child, so I can fit in the house. I just have a lot of younger brothers."

Everyone thinks this is a good idea.

Yan Zixiu felt moved in his heart: the feeling of working together to do a good thing is indeed different from a person's solitude: "This is great. Liqun, you can take the pocket money for the five hundred first. Xiao Wu

, this is five thousand, including the boarding fee. Director Fang, this five thousand is the transfer fee. If there is more, you can keep it yourself. If you don’t have enough, come to me."

He usually waits for opportunities to give money to others, but it is difficult to do so without a suitable reason.

No matter how much money you have, colleagues can't ask for it for free.

Now the opportunity has come. He is happiest when he can support friends who do good things together.

For young Zhang Liqun, he had never seen five hundred yuan before, and for a moment he was too scared to accept it.

Xiao Wu and Director Fang also refused to take it.

As for saying it’s not enough, how can it be that it’s not enough? A person’s monthly salary is only two to three hundred yuan.

Yan Zixiu said sincerely: "Director Fang, Xiao Wu, I'm not familiar with anyone in the city. I don't know anyone, only Director Ma and you are good friends. Friends have the meaning of making money, not to mention that I don't have any shortage now."

Money. If you contribute your efforts and don’t let me contribute a little money, how will I feel at ease?”

Lao Ma felt his sincerity and felt his eyes heat up: "Lao Fang, Xiao Wu, you all take it. We will report back later. When the base has money, we will also set up a poverty alleviation fund. It is best to let this kind of thing never happen again.

will not happen."

…

At eleven o'clock at noon, Yueyi flowers were in full bloom in Commissioner Wu's office. Commissioner Wu was listening to the reports of Lao Ma and Yan Zixiu.

Lao Ma talked about the general plan of the nursery base, and incidentally mentioned the matter of Juvenile Liqun.

Commissioner Wu was very moved and appreciated the righteous deeds of several colleagues from the Gao Nong Office.

Although he was surprised that Yan Zixiu understood bird singing, he paid more attention to the work of getting rich: "Director Ma, you can submit a plan for your long-term planning of ten thousand acres and the establishment of a poverty alleviation fund." Lao Ma responded.

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Commissioner Wu asked again: "Xiao Yan, what are your plans these days?"

"I want to go back to Liyuan Township first and finish the work there. Then I will start working on the scientific research institute."

Commissioner Wu nodded: "Yes. But you can't take long-distance buses anymore. It's a waste of time. Director Ma, please arrange for Xiao Wu to drive a car and follow Xiao Yan these days to let him handle other things as soon as possible.

Then focus on promoting scientific research institutes.”

Commissioner Wu said this is his work art.

Because for subordinates, unless there are special circumstances, it is generally best not to directly arrange work. This is respect for the middle level. Otherwise, if the top pole is inserted to the bottom, the bottom pole will reach straight to the sky. Over time, the middle level will shrink.

Lao Ma said: "Okay. Xiao Wu, please prepare."

"Commissioner Wu, Director Ma, don't worry." Xiao Wu assured, and then left with Xiao Yan.

When Yan Zixiu and the others left, Lao Ma said with a smile: "Commissioner Wu, you arranged for Xiao Wu to follow Xiao Yan, are you afraid that he will get lost?"

"Haha, I'm not the only one who's afraid. How can you, a senior agricultural officer, do without him?" Commissioner Wu also laughed.

"Of course it's indispensable. But I have a suggestion. Should Xiao Yan's procedures be transferred to the Gao Nong Office? That's justifiable. Otherwise, how can we always be seconded? As time goes by, Liyuan Township will also have objections.

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Commissioner Wu said: "Then you can arrange for the Personnel Bureau to issue a transfer letter to Liyuan Township." A transfer letter is an official document discussing transfer.

"Okay. After being transferred here, should Xiao Yan's level be adjusted? He is only a stock-level cadre now, and Xiao Wu is already a deputy section level cadre. Although Xiao Wu has no objection, it is not suitable. Besides, there are also contacts for work.

A rule of reciprocity.”

Although it is a transfer letter, in Lao Ma's mind, it is no different from issuing a formal transfer order.

"Based on his character, ability and contribution, it would be no problem to directly determine the subject level. But he has just become a full-time employee..." Commissioner Wu was a little worried.

"After being transferred here, let's first designate a deputy department. Set up a technical department under the High Agricultural Affairs Office, and the deputy department level will be in charge of the work."

"This is suitable. You can arrange it. Oh, by the way, tell me in detail how Xiao Yan understands bird language." It was obvious that Commissioner Wu was still curious.

"At that time, a group of sparrows flew over and chirped for a while. Xiao Yan's expression changed and he asked Xiao Wu to drive, saying that someone had fainted..." Lao Ma told the story vividly.

Commissioner Wu felt like listening to a drum book: "Do you really believe that there is such a thing as a public official?"

"I can't believe it either. But Lao Fang and Xiao Wu were both present at the time, so they can testify." Lao Ma said.

Gong Yechang was a disciple of Confucius and one of the seventy-two sages. He was poor since he was a child, diligent and frugal, intelligent and studious, knowledgeable in calligraphy and etiquette, possessing both ability and political integrity. He did not become an official through his lifelong study.

It is said that he understood the language of birds. Once when he was reading at home, a bird came to call him, saying that a sheep had died in Nanshan, and he wanted to share it with Chang Gongye. Later, for some unknown reason, Chang Gongye was unjustly arrested.

He was imprisoned. In the end, he was released because he had made meritorious service by understanding the language of birds.

Confucius said that it was not his fault that he was in prison, and he married his daughter to him.

This incident is recorded in "Historical Records": "Confucius said: It is not a crime to have a wife if you are old enough, even if you are in a state of exhaustion. You can give her to your son."

It's not a crime, it's not his fault. But his wife can marry her daughter to him.

Later generations regarded being able to marry one's daughter to someone as an extremely high evaluation of one's moral character.

"Haha, it's a pity that I don't have a daughter." Commissioner Wu said with a smile.

He thought for a moment and then said, "Well, this may be something Xiao Yan's teacher taught him. Let's not inquire too closely."

Commissioner Wu really guessed right, the art of interpretation was not taught by the Immortal Mansion.


Chapter completed!