The place was already very desolate, and not a single ghost could be seen around. Luo Licheng took out his cigarettes and handed one to each of them. Everyone lit up. Luo Licheng squinted his eyes, briefly discerned the direction, and followed the path that looked the best.
The wide dirt road begins to move forward.
Luo Licheng was not very familiar with the situation in Dongcheng Village. Even if he was the district chief, he would not come here often in such a poor and remote village. Fortunately, not far away, he met a middle-aged mountain man carrying a hoe. Luo Licheng
So I asked him urgently.
"Oh, who are you?" The mountain man looked at Luo Licheng and his party curiously, "Are you from the district or the city?"
Perhaps because few outsiders come to Dongcheng Village, the mountain residents are very curious about them and keep asking questions.
"Yes, I am Luo Licheng, and this is Secretary Zhang from Antai City. I heard that the conditions in Dongcheng Village are relatively difficult, so I came here specially to inspect. Fellow fellow, please show me the way."
Luo Licheng hurriedly revealed Zhang Siwen's identity with a very excited expression. It seemed that it was a great "grace" for Secretary Zhang to come to such a shabby place like Dongcheng Village.
"Secretary Zhang?" The mountain man looked at Zhang Siwen and was confused. Obviously he didn't quite understand what kind of official Secretary Zhang was. If it were the mayor or the secretary of the municipal party committee, he might understand. But when he saw Zhang Siwen, he was well-dressed.
With their posture, the mountain people also knew that they were important people, cadres from the city. They stopped asking questions and turned around to leave. Zhang Siwen and others naturally followed closely.
Rao Shiyuyan always had plenty of physical strength. He trudged for one or two kilometers on such a rugged and steep mountain road, and when he reached Dongcheng Village, there was a slight sweat on his forehead. As for Zhang Siwen and Secretary-General Liu Bin, they were already panting. But he was a soldier in Luhua and was in good health.
She has good foundation, doesn't blush or breathes, and is comparable to him.
"Hey, it's over there!" said the middle-aged mountain man, pointing not far ahead.
Several people followed his hand and were stunned.
What shocked them was not the dilapidation of Dongcheng Village, but the rows of tall and luxurious villas next to the village. Yu Yan roughly counted them and found that there were more than 30 villas in total. The originally small village was covered only by villas.
It occupies nearly half of the area, how can it not shock people like them!
"Let's go and have a look at the villa area!" Zhang Siwen waved his hand and stepped forward, with Yu Yan following closely behind Zhang Siwen.
As he approached the villa area, Yu Yan's eyes widened even more. It turned out that although these villas were built, there was no one living in them. The gates of each villa were guarded by iron generals, and no one could be seen.
"Huh!" Zhang Siwen was very dissatisfied when he saw the scene in front of him and snorted coldly.
Luo Licheng stood aside and did not dare to express his anger, for fear that Zhang Siwen would vent his anger on him.
The mountain farmer just came over and sneered at Zhang Siwen and others, "I don't know what the leaders here think. It's okay to occupy our land to build villas for no reason. No one has come to live in them after they are built.
Isn’t this just occupying the latrine and not taking a shit!”
Luo Licheng was a little anxious, "Why are you talking? Do you still know how to respect the leader?"
The mountain residents were not convinced, "Let us respect our leaders, and then our leaders must respect us first!"
Luo Licheng still wanted to speak, but Yu Yan stopped him.
He said sincerely to the mountain people, "Old man, don't be angry, we are here to solve your problem this time!"
Seeing that Yu Yan was gentle and polite, the mountain man softened his words and asked, "Really?"
Yu Yan nodded heavily. Suddenly he heard the sound of children reading. After looking around for a week, he didn't see anything. He asked curiously, "Old man, is there a school here?"
"Well, no, it's not far ahead!" The mountain man pointed forward.
Yu Yan and others looked at his hand and were stunned. They saw two extremely dilapidated adobe houses with thatched roofs. It was no exaggeration to say that the wind leaked from all sides. Yu Yan was surprised that the wind on the mountain was like this.
It's so violent that such a house didn't go away with the wind.
If this can also be called a house.
In fact, when Yu Yan saw these two earthen houses for the first time, he immediately had a thought in his mind, what are these?
Yu Yan looked back at Zhang Siwen, and after getting his tacit approval, he said, "Old man, please help us take a look!"
"Okay." The mountain man agreed readily.
As I approached the earthen house, a hoarse female voice with a slight nasal sound came into my ears. She spoke Mandarin with a heavy accent. Strictly speaking, it should be a Dongcheng Village accent with a slight Mandarin flavor. Nuguo Yuhiko
If I had not grown up in Antai, I would never have been able to understand that it was actually a teacher giving Chinese lessons to the students, and what he was teaching was the poem "Fishing Alone on the Cold River".
As we got closer, we could see clearly what was going on in the house. A female teacher with shoulder-length hair was giving lessons to about twenty children of various ages. When they saw a few people approaching, the children all turned around.
The female teacher originally had her back to the door. Seeing that the children were in a different state, she stopped teaching and turned to look at the door.
This female teacher was in her twenties, with a round face, not tall, a little over 1.50 meters tall. She had a rather weathered look on her face. Suddenly she saw several well-dressed strange men appear, looking as stunned as the children.
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The mountain man leading the way said loudly, "Teacher Wang, they are cadres from the city, come here to see the situation."
It seems that this female teacher is the teacher of this elementary school.
Teacher Wang obviously did not expect that these people turned out to be city cadres. He paused for a moment and then said to the students, "You study by yourself." Then he walked out, stood two meters in front of Yu Yan with some caution, and asked, "Excuse me
You are..."
"Hello, Teacher Wang." Yu Yan simply said hello and stretched out his hand to her.
Teacher Wang hesitated and shook Yu Yan's hand, then quickly retracted it. Yu Yan couldn't help but feel a little strange. How could he look like a teacher like this? He was no different from those shy mountain village girls.
Yu Yan paused for a moment before explaining his purpose, "Teacher Wang, Teacher Wang Wen, do you know them?"
Hearing Yu Yan mention Wang Wen, Teacher Wang's eyes immediately lit up, he nodded repeatedly and said, "That's my father, how did you know?"
Yu Yan suddenly realized that this was Teacher Wang Wen's daughter, teaching here on behalf of her father.
"Teacher Wang, we are city cadres. Today Teacher Wang Wen reported to me the situation in Dongcheng Village, so we came over to see if we can help." Yu Yan did not introduce Zhang Siwen, because he did not want the girl to be nervous.
As soon as he heard about the help, Teacher Wang's attitude immediately changed significantly. His alert look disappeared completely, and he immediately said, "Oh, it's windy outside. Please sit inside."
"Okay." Yu Yan responded casually. After speaking, he came to Zhang Siwen's side, nodded, and invited him into the room. He looked around and was a little confused. He didn't know which room to sit in. It seemed like this
It's just two adobe houses.
Teacher Wang led them into another earth hut. It seemed that this earth hut was much smaller than the one used as a classroom. There was a bed and a shabby desk in it, with some old homework books piled on the table.
There is a stove in the other corner. It seems that this is Teacher Wang’s office and dormitory.
Yu Yan had to admit that he was actually not a sentimental person, but seeing this situation, he suddenly felt quite uncomfortable.
"I'm so sorry. The house is too small. Please sit down. Leaders, please sit down!" Teacher Wang greeted Yu Yan and others repeatedly.
Seeing that Zhang Siwen looked like a "leader," she politely asked him to sit down on the only wooden bench in the room, while the others had to sit on the bed.
"Sorry, sorry, we don't even have hot water for the guests." Teacher Wang was busy boiling some water for everyone.
"Don't be busy, we're not thirsty." Zhang Siwen quickly stopped her, looked around and found that although the house was dilapidated, it was very clean and tidy, and all the tools were placed in order. It seemed that love
Neatness is a girl's nature. No matter how difficult the conditions are, she can't hide her love for cleanliness.
This shabby but clean house gave Zhang Siwen and others a good impression.