It turned out that these three families did not make a fuss sooner or later, but when Secretary Jiang approved the street light lighting project payment, he seized the opportunity that the village committee could afford to pay for the money now.

Leyi was very unhappy when she heard this and shouted: "You know money, you only know money. This is the money that Secretary Song has not easily asked for. For the sake of your few acres of wasteland, the villagers will ignore the interests of the villagers. Don't be so selfish."

The woman refused to follow: "The interests of other people in the village are interests, but our interests are not interests. There are so many people in my family who want to eat and drink every day when they open their eyes. They don't have money to drink the northwest wind. You can yell, and then yell my whole family to go to your house for dinner."

I am happy to roll up my sleeves and pinch them.

Song Qingyun smiled bitterly in his heart, Comrade Lucky, I finally managed to control the situation, why are you arguing with others?

He pulled his heart away, signaled her to calm down, and then said to the woman: "It was the fault of our village committees that flooded your land at the beginning. I apologize to you on behalf of all the village cadres. Since everyone is present today, I will give you an explanation."

In fact, this was a stall set up by Secretary Gong. If he hadn't been to steal Song Qingyun's limelight, he wouldn't have let Chen Shangding dig such a big pond.

Now, Boss Chen slapped his butt and left the trouble to the village committees.

The problem now is that Gong Zhenxin is at his daughter's house for medical treatment and is not there during the Spring Festival.

If he was present, with his prestige, this group of people would not be so arrogant.

The woman's expression calmed down a little: "Okay, I'll listen to you, Secretary Song."

Song Qingyun said slowly: "Yes, this pond has flooded the land of your three families. Whether these lands are suitable for growing crops is not the case. Let's talk about this pond, which is indeed very useful. Our village has always lacked water. With this water conservancy project, the whole village will benefit. Don't you have the water in your family's land. I think your wheat grows well!"

Everyone nodded slightly. They came to make trouble for not wanting to let the water go back to farming, but after all, they were so angry that they wanted some money.

Song Qingyun: "In theory, if you occupy your land, it is worth losing money. However, the funds allocated by the city are used to install street lights, and they are not worth a penny. After the accounts are sorted out, they will be posted in the village affairs disclosure column. All villagers are welcome to supervise. In this way, there is really no money to pay you."

The woman said angrily: "What do you say without money? Isn't that nonsense? You should go back to the office to have tea."

Song Qingyun smiled and said, "Don't be anxious. Listen to me. The village committees really don't have the money to compensate you, but they can compensate you in other aspects. By the way, do you plant grapes?"

"Grow grapes?" The woman was absent.

Song Qingyun vowed: "Professor Baima's internship base has been made. Once the wheat is harvested, the construction will be started. In theory, this people-friendly project is only for poor households with registered files. But this is just the rule set by our village committees themselves, so it doesn't matter if Professor Bai has money anyway, so it doesn't matter if he has more than tens of acres of land for you three families. Otherwise, don't dig this pond, I will put you in the list of grape growers. At that time, Professor Bai will provide free seedlings and technical support and help you build greenhouses for free. How about it? If you want, you nod."

Hearing that, the woman turned her head and exchanged glances with the others.

The eyes of those who came to make trouble were lit up.

The cost of planting grape greenhouses is about 15,000 yuan per mu. Calculated by four acres of land per household, that is 60,000 yuan, which is all in line with the demolition.

Everyone nodded slightly with joy.

The woman then turned around and said happily: "Zhong, thank you Secretary Song! Secretary Song, you are a good official who is dedicated to serving the people!"

"Yes, yes, yes, honest official!"

Song Qingyun was happy: "What kind of official am I? I am just a salted fish who runs errands and does things to serve the people! Chen Changqing, please let go of this old man."

Chen Changqing quit: "I am also an old man. I have to pay for it if I was beaten up. If I say I don't relax, I won't relax."

Song Qingyun: "Chen Changqing, if you don't let go, I'm going to call Xiao Ding."

Chen Changqing really likes Ding Fangfei, his nephew, and he has already regarded her as his own daughter in his heart. This father is usually more afraid of his daughter, and Chen Changqing is no exception. He immediately let go of the old man with white hair and stood up: "Don't beat him, don't beat him, I can't stand her nagging."

After the white-haired old man was helped up by his family, his eyes were filled with tears: "How can people do this? How can they do this?"

The old man has a high seniority in the village and is highly respected. He was hit by Chen Changqing in reverse and suffered great harm in his heart.

After working hard, the village cadres finally persuaded the three troublemakers to leave, and then they let out a long sigh.

Chen Jianguo said sincerely: "Land is the lifeblood of farmers. Secretary Song, you actually used this method to resolve the huge conflict. I admire you. How did you grow in your mind and so many wonderful ideas. I am happy, you are too impulsive, so you should learn more from Secretary Song."

Lei Yi gave him a blank look and was not convinced, so he said to Song Qingyun: "Song Qingyun, Professor Bai didn't say that he would put the internship base in our village. Luo Po would never give up. This matter is probably going to be ruined. It depends on how you explain to these three families."

"Didn't Du Limi blow the pillow wind at Ronan? I believe he can handle this." Song Qingyun smiled bitterly: "Let's take one step at a time!"

While chatting, the few people walked towards the village.

"Brother Song, Brother Song." The aunt jumped over.

Chen Jianguo: "The secretary of this child doesn't know how to shout, "Brother Song, you are not big or small."

Song Qingyun touched her round head and said, "My aunt, you are out to play. The sun is so big, you are sweating all over your head. You are a girl, can you be more elegant?"

Aunt: "Brother Song, my father said that there seemed to be a group of volunteers coming to the village. Will they send something to someone and ask me to bring a letter to you to see it?"

"Volunteer?" Song Qingyun and Chen Jianguo were happy to look at each other, and both saw the joy in each other's eyes.

This is a good thing. There are so many poor households in the village, and some elderly people are short of New Year's goods. If volunteers can deliver some food and cooking oil, it just solves their urgent needs.

According to Song Qingyun, these volunteers are organized, and there are many people at each event, often twenty or thirty. There are 80 poor households in the village. Today, when volunteers come, they can solve the problem of a small number of widowed and widowed people and disabled people celebrating the festival.

Song Qingyun held his forehead with his hand and said with a smile, "Our Hongshi Village is famous now, it's great, it's great."

Chen Jianguo said carefully: "Secretary Song, the population of Hongshi Village is a poor household with a blockade and card. I don't think this reputation is worthy of pride."

Song Qingyun suddenly felt disgraceful: "Kanguo, can you not discourage everyone's prosperity?"

He was happy to remind him: "Secretary Song, should we verify the list now? It would be careless to bring volunteers to anyone else's house later, otherwise it would be a mess."

This is reasonable because the volunteers do not know who is rich and poor in the village, and who needs help. They pick up things and send them out indiscriminately. In the end, the material cannot be put into the hands of those who need help, which is also contrary to their original intention.

Therefore, usually, when volunteers arrive at the site, they will contact and connect with the village committees, and village cadres will lead them to the homes of real needy families.

At this moment, Song Qingyun and Chen Jianguo were happy to start determining the list.

The speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional. Chen Jianguo next to him shouted: "Secretary Song, Chen Wenshu, and Commissioner Le, I am in trouble. Take my house and take my house."

Song Qingyun: "Go, don't make trouble. Ding Fangfei is responsible for your birth, old age, sickness and death. I also thought about taking off your hat from a poor household."

Chen Changqing was shocked: "I can't pick it up. Secretary Song, you are just unreasonable. I am a bachelor, with no children, and it complies with the policy. Also, I just helped the two village committees a lot, so you have to help me, right?"

He nodded happily: "That's right, Chen Changqing's poor households comply with the policy, and he can take volunteers to his house later."

Song Qingyun: "I have no objection."

Chen Changqing was overjoyed: "Then I'll go home and wait first. I have to change into a torn dress to make my emotions." I'll cry later. I can't say that I have to cry. If I don't have the mood, I'm afraid I can't squeeze it out.

After saying that, he ran away like a wind.

Song Qingyun had no choice but to do anything about him.

Unfortunately, after seeing the group of "volunteers", Song Qingyun smiled and said, "Okay, Chen Changqing is going to be disappointed this time. Junior sister, what gust of wind blows you? Did Professor Bai ask you to come? Did he change his mind and promise to put the internship base in our village?"

That's right, it's Mei Yong who came.

There were about a dozen people walking with her, including young and old, men and women, and three cars.

Mei Yong said: "Senior brother, you don't know the teacher's character. He is very stubborn. Even the eight cows can't be brought back when he decides. I'm here to your village this time, I'm here for vacation."

"Vacation?" Song Qingyun was stunned: "What's the best vacation here? It's poor mountain valleys."

Mei Yong said that the climate here is not special, it is full of sunshine, and the temperature in winter can reach 24 or 5 degrees during the day, which is simply the sunshine continent of our province.

Our province is a basin, which is cold and humid, which is actually quite bad. Especially in the provincial capital, it is rainy and rainy as soon as winter begins, and it is common for not seeing the sun for a month or two.

This is what Shu Dog Barking Ri said.

Mei Yong also said that her mother's family has family diseases of rheumatism and arthritis. Not only her mother, but also her two uncles have this problem. The provincial capital is cold, and every winter, the three siblings cry out in great pain.

No matter how much medicine you take, no plaster will work.

Mei Yong felt sorry for her mother and uncle. Thinking of the dry and hot climate in Hongshi Village, she convinced people from a big family to drive over the winter.

"Senior brother, I've caused you trouble." She kept saying.
Chapter completed!