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Chapter 31 Gong Zhenxin

Gong Zhenxin's daughter was named Gong Lin. When she heard Song Qingyun invite her father back to the village, she was very angry: "Secretary Song, I want to give you some advice."

Song Qingyun: "Sister, you said."

Gong Lin: "Look at this situation in my father now, he is just a blind man. Isn't it a joke that you asked him to return to the village? Can you take responsibility if something happens?"

Song Qingyun hurriedly explained that he came here today to see how the branch secretary's health was recovering. As for the branch committee, it depends on the branch secretary's physical condition. Secretary Gong had been undergoing surgery for half a month. He thought he had recovered, so he came to visit him.

Gong Lin pointed to the gauze on Gong Zhenxin's face: "Secretary Song, do you think my father's eyes are recovering?"

Gong Zhenxin smiled and said, "Gong Lin, don't be so rude to the guests. Go and make a cup of tea for Secretary Song."

Seeing Gong Lin's reluctance, Song Qingyun hurriedly said, "No need, I just drank water on the way here and was not thirsty." Then he handed over a cigarette and lit the fire for Gong Zhenxin.

Gong Lin was obviously very dissatisfied with Song Qingyun, so she left him, slammed into the door and went back to the house.

What Song Qingyun is most concerned about is Gong Zhenxin's physical condition.

Because Wan Xinke reported it, Secretary Zhong was furious when he was talking to him in the afternoon, which made him feel a little embarrassed. Old Zhong also mentioned that Song Qingyun had not held a branch committee and a meeting of all villagers for so long, and he had never met the branch secretary and the village chief once. It was simply nonsense.

After coming down, Song Qingyun thought about it carefully and suddenly realized that Secretary Zhong was not just losing his temper, he was giving advice to himself!

In theory, the branch committee and the villagers' meeting have nothing to do with Secretary Zhong. After all, this is an internal thing in Hongshi Village, and the streets do not have the power to ask them to do whatever they want.

Lao Zhong reminded Song Qingyun that if you want to open up the situation and complete the poverty alleviation task successfully, you have to rely on the village committees. Otherwise, you, Song Qingyun, have no experience, and are outsiders, and you rely on your own punches and kicks. Is it possible? Look, a ten-new customer will make you so embarrassed.

If you have the support of a village like Gong Zhenxin and Liu Yonghua, will she dare to be a Wan Xinke?

At this time, Song Qingyun realized Secretary Zhong’s painstaking efforts. This old man still cares about me!

"Secretary Gong, what's wrong with your health now? I heard that cataract removal surgery is not serious and you can recover in two days."

Gong Zhenxin sighed: "The doctor said that it should be better if you take a rest for a month. When you are old, your recovery ability will naturally not be comparable to when you were young. Besides, I have diabetes and my wound healing speed is much slower than that of ordinary people, so I cannot be careless."

Diabetes is an immortal cancer. It cannot die and has no effect on human life. It is like rust on a machine that continues to erode and will one day destroy your body. Of course, this process is very long and will accompany you for life.

The most troublesome thing about diabetes is that it reduces the body's coagulation ability and wound healing ability. For example, an ordinary person can heal a wound in one week, but a patient will take one month.

Song Qingyun looked guilty: "It's arbitrary, it's arbitrary. Then, the branch committee will only wait until your health recovers."

Gong Zhenxin: "Xiao Song, are you a party member? Oh, you are the first secretary in the village, and you must be a party member. Otherwise, you will preside over this meeting."

Song Qingyun quickly waved his hand: "How can this be done? I am not a member of the Hongshi Village Party Branch and do not comply with the organizational procedures. I'd better wait for the branch secretary to return to the village."

Seeing that the cigarettes in Gong Zhenxin's hand had burned out, Song Qingyun hurriedly ordered another one for him.

He doesn't smoke, but he still takes it with him on a daily basis. When dealing with fellow villagers, he can also help him to get closer to each other.

Gong Zhenxin was obviously very satisfied with Song Qingyun's respectful attitude towards him and said, "Besides, Liu Yonghua can't find anyone now, he is also a member of the Party Group. Even if my eyes are good and Xiao Liu is not here, it would be boring to open this committee."

Song Qingyun was curious: "Secretary Gong, what happened to Village Chief Liu, what happened between him and Gong Zhu, as for running away from home?"

"God knows." Gong Zhenxin suddenly had anger on his face, and he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so arrogant when he was elected as a village director. He was a man of high spirits and was a person who could do things and was responsible. He was indeed suitable to be the leader of Hongshi Village, and gave him a lot of support. But I didn't expect that I misunderstood the person. He had a conflict with Zhuhua and just made trouble with him. He was still missing now. Is this a person who was responsible?"

Song Qingyun: "Yes, the head of a village is now the critical moment of poverty alleviation. He is not here and has failed the trust of his superiors and villagers."

Gong Zhenxin continued to sigh: "He was a backdoor, but Secretary Xiao Song, you know that our son-in-law is not very respectful. Now that this is happening again, the next term change is probably going to be chosen by everyone. What a pity."

"What a pity, not a pity." Song Qingyun said angrily: "I disappeared for a month and left the organization. I think such a person is not suitable to serve as a village director again. Of course, whether to choose him or not is the villagers' business."

Yes, the branch secretary is now a blind man and cannot return to the village for a month. Chen Jianguo is useless. If the poverty alleviation work is to be successfully carried out, he can only partner with Liu Yonghua.

Now that the sea of ​​people is vast, there is no one to find. Song Qingyun suddenly feels restless and unconsciously feels resentful towards Liu Yonghua, whom he has never met.

He and Gong Zhenxin chatted for a long time before talking about diversion of water from Xinlian Village.

Gong Zhenxin was very happy and said, this is a good thing! Our Hongshi Village and Xinlian have been fighting each other for hundreds of years for the unintentional hatred of their ancestors. I didn’t expect that now they would let Xiao Song, you make ground on their interface. In the future, when the water passes by them, we will inevitably have to deal with Xin Lian. This is like visiting relatives. As we go more, we become closer and closer. It seems that the hatred of our ancestors has been eliminated in this generation. Speaking of which, our Hongshi Village still has to thank Xiao Song, you!

Speaking of Wan Xinke's obstruction of water diversion, Gong Zhenxin snorted: "This woman is so brave that she dares to stop the construction. If I am here, I will tie her up and lock her in a small dark room first and eat a few meals. In fact, there is no need to tie her up. I will stop by the ditch, so Wan Xinke can't talk nonsense."

Gong Zhenxin has been the branch secretary for decades and has been in the village for the old age of his life. He has a very high prestige. He said that if he tied up Wan Xinke, it was really tied up, not just like Chen Jianguo.
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