People in the streets and alleys came out and started to liven up the scene.
Whether it’s your own village or a neighboring village.
Whenever I am idle at home, I can't help but complain a few words, and follow him closely, I can't help but follow his footsteps and go to his house.
Similarly, Xieying Village was not spared.
Since some economic policies were published in "Tongcheng Daily".
There are rumors in the village that some leaders will come to inspect it soon.
Although the main targets are some private enterprises, for some cadres, they are always anxious about how to deal with these problems.
Although the old party secretary had retired from that position for more than ten years, he still couldn't help but panic when he heard about this kind of thing. Well, I happened to have nothing to do today, so I wanted to go to the brigade headquarters and ask for Zhang Wenyuan's opinion.
When necessary, you can also provide some useful opinions.
Since his retirement, he rarely hangs out at the brigade headquarters.
First, because of my age, my legs and feet are more inconvenient.
Firstly, I was afraid that I could not help but miss the revolutionary feelings of the past.
It was a rare trip here today, but I found that this place is really different from before.
The gossip center is still the gossip center of the past. It has remained unchanged for many years. No matter what era, there will always be some women standing together, cracking melon seeds and doing household chores.
The only difference is some renovated buildings inside the brigade headquarters.
You must know that in his time, there were still thatched houses here.
"Brothers are playing chess." The old secretary walked into the courtyard and waved to a few peers who were playing chess.
Several peers stood up instantly and greeted respectfully, "Hello, old secretary."
"The old secretary has retired. Just call me brother from now on." The old secretary laughed, "Is the secretary here?"
"Yes, just open the door. I will take you there." The onlookers said, and then took the lead, leading the old secretary to push the door of the branch office and invite him in.
At this time, Zhang Wenyuan was busy drafting articles in the room, and seemed to be preparing to meet the leaders above him. He was like this sometimes. He was too busy when he was busy, so that even the old secretary came up to him, and he also
not found.
Seeing how serious he was, the old secretary nodded with satisfaction, smiled, and kept watching.
After Zhang Wenyuan finished his work and twisted his neck, he leaned down and took a look, "Well, not bad, he is indeed a good young student that I valued back then."
When Zhang Wenyuan took over as the village secretary, he was just a small accountant. Without the strong support of the old party secretary, he would not have been able to get to where he is now. Now, seeing how serious he is about his work, the old party secretary immediately feels worthy of his choice at that time.
Almost at the same time, Zhang Wenyuan also discovered his presence. Looking back, he immediately stood up in awe and said, "Ah, you are here. Come on, please take a seat."
"You don't have to be so polite to me." The old party secretary happily sat on the stool. At the same time, he picked up the work plan he had written on the table, looked at it, and said with a smile, "I remember when we old people
The leaders jointly recommended you to take this position. Over the past ten years, you have indeed lived up to our expectations and managed the village better than we imagined. Including the current reception work, the arrangements are also very appropriate."
Zhang Wenyuan said proudly: "The old party secretary received the award. I don't have any merit. I just caught up with the good times and met a few capable people. If you want to say the real credit, you should take the first place. I think back then, the Cultural Revolution
At that time, several other villages were busy striving for credit from above and criticizing and fighting everywhere. Only you, in line with the policies at the time and putting yourself in the shoes of us farmers, secretly distributed land to us farmers without telling the leaders of the commune."
"Hey, it's been a long time, so I won't mention it anymore." The old party secretary sighed, his eyes full of helplessness.
Recalling his high spirits at the time, he still has no regrets until now, even though he was judged to have capitalist tendencies despite the policies at the time and almost went to jail...
"By the way, this report says that the state will send people to inspect the country's capital. Have you received any news? Do you know who the county will send here?" The old party secretary threw away the heavy burden of the past and asked.
Zhang Wenyuan poured him a bowl of hot water and said with a smile: "I haven't heard of it, but based on my past experience, I feel that the person coming this time is definitely not a high-ranking official, but something related to the business world."
"Well, it's possible." The old party secretary said, "It is the businessmen who know the businessmen best... In this case, we should not have such a big ideological baggage, nor should we make any drastic changes. We should leave all our destiny to this man.
An unknown person."
"But many businesses in the village are of mixed quality. If they are not notified in advance to make changes, I'm afraid it will damage the reputation of the village."
As soon as Zhang Wenyuan finished speaking, the old party secretary put down the bowl, stood up and patted his back, "Isn't this good? At least it can make those private businessmen aware of their respective shortcomings, and then they can act according to the current situation.
Change... Also, when you say this, is it because you are not confident in your own management?"
"No." Zhang Wenyuan hesitated, "I just don't understand the old secretary's good intentions."
"That's enough..." The old secretary laughed loudly and said, sitting down and drinking the bowl of water, then walked around a few times and left.
Zhang Wenyuan watched him off, and after he walked away, he had time to breathe a sigh of relief. He carefully pondered what the old secretary had just said, and then his thoughts became clearer, revealing a sunny smile.
…
The old secretary did not go far.
He was walking on the street home when suddenly he heard a group of people talking about something, so he walked over curiously.
"Hey, have you heard? A big event happened in Wangjia Village recently."
"what?"
"You don't even know this? I heard it seems to be related to Wu Huiliang from our village."
"It seems that his daughter-in-law forced her mother to commit suicide by jumping off a building for some unknown reason."
"I'll go, this is not nonsense, have you confirmed it?"
"Confirm, of course confirm, his father-in-law was beating gongs and drums at the door of his house just now."
When the old secretary heard what they said, he frowned for a moment. Only then did he realize that it was Xu Lin's family who was causing trouble again.
Then, without thinking twice, he hurried to North Street. Standing in front of Wu Huiliang's house, he took a few breaths and shouted:
"O~Eliang~"
"O~Eliang~"
After hearing the shouting, Wu Huiliang and Xu Li walked out at the same time. Seeing that it was the old secretary calling him, Wu Huiliang quickly scooped a bowl of water from the kitchen and handed it to him. After he finished drinking, he asked: "Master,