"Grow grapes?" Gong Zhenxin frowned.

Tang Xia was a little excited: "Yes, uncle, take back your more than two acres of land and let me plant it. I heard that the internship base of Teacher Bai is the most valuable variety. He and Song Qingyun both patted their breasts to ensure that each grower earns 30,000 yuan a year. We may not believe Professor Bai's words, but what Song Qingyun said is still fake?"

"Uncle, look, my husband's pension is not high, and it's only more than 3,000 yuan per year, and I live a miserable life. If there are more than 30,000 yuan a year, it's more than 60,000 yuan, and the life will be better immediately."

Gong Zhenxin thought it a bit and said decisively: "This is not possible, I won't agree."

Tang Xia shouted: "Why can't it work?"

Gong Zhenxin: "This project is designed to support poor households. It is a targeted poverty alleviation project attracted by Song Qingyun. First of all, you are not from our village, and secondly, you are not a poor household. You say that you live a miserable life, and you still have more than 3,000 yuan a month. Ordinary families in the village can't even compare with you. If you want to grow grapes now, isn't it obvious that you have to take advantage of me? I, Gong Zhenxin, have been innocent all my life. Could it be that I will still bear this stigma when I get old? Besides, can the villagers agree, can they convince, and can they not make trouble? Xiaxia, you are harming my uncle!"

Tang Xia burst into laughter: "Uncle, you are wrong. I didn't want Professor Bai to help me build a greenhouse and produce seedlings."

Gong Zhenxin wondered: "What's going on?"

Tang Xia: "Uncle, I mean to help me with a name on Baima. I paid for Dulimei to build a greenhouse and work with the people from this internship base. Look, I was so angry that I always wondered about finding some ways. I thought about raising chickens, didn't Chen Xin get rich because of raising chickens? But the cost of raising chickens is too great, and it also requires environmental protection equipment. The most important thing is that I don't have a venue. This kind of grape is simple. Anyway, you have land, and Gong Wenxi doesn't want to plant it too much. He did not let the land be wasted for your sake. I went to collect the land, but they were still eager! Uncle, I don't violate the policy, right?"

Gong Zhenxin then realized, saying, "Don't violate the policy, nor do you violate the policy, but... the investment in these two acres of land can be tens of thousands of yuan. Do you have money? I know this project, it is all four or five meters high greenhouses, automatic spraying, computer controls temperature and humidity, controls water, fertilizer and trace elements, and invests a lot."

Speaking of money, Tang Xia looked dim. She was silent for a moment and said, "Uncle, I can't borrow it at the worst."

"You woman, what age is now? If you want to borrow money from others, let alone 350,000, even 1,200, you have to see you from the beginning, for fear that you won't pay it back."

"But uncle, how can I know if I don't try it?" Tang Xia said: "I am so old, I have been poor all my life, and have lived a hard life for a lifetime. I am unwilling to give up! I always want to leave something for my children, but in the end I don't leave anything. You think I don't want family happiness, don't want to live with my son and daughter-in-law and grandson, cook for them, pick up my grandson to school. But the family is just a little older, how can I stuff five people? I'm not willing to give up, I want a big house. Uncle, I'm in my fifties this year, and I can struggle for another ten years, I want to struggle."

"It's fifty..." Gong Zhenxin was stunned and reached out to touch his niece's hair. He found that there were a few strands of white hair in it. He felt extremely uncomfortable.

Looking at Tang Xia's wrinkled face, she recalled that she was the cute look of her niece when she was a child, and sighed: "I'm old, I'm old. Xia Xia, we're all old. In my mind, you will always be that lively and naughty monkey. Don't worry about money, my uncle lent you. My uncle saved money for the rest of his life and had a few left. Your cousin's life is easy, and he doesn't care about my savings. As for that land, I'll take it back. My uncle hopes that your family will be well."

Tang Xia's eyes were wet and she whispered: "Thank you uncle."

Gong Zhenxin sighed: "As the head of the Gong family, I am also the village party secretary. I am fair and strict, and I have been upright all my life. I still feel that it is a bit difficult to take the lead in adding your name to the project."

Tang Xia said: "Uncle, don't worry. Not only you, but the cadres of the village committee have been thinking about joining in the past few days and are raising money. We don't have to hurry up and wait until other cadres do this before taking action. This way, it's hard for others to say anything."

Gong Zhenxin was surprised and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

Tang Xia nodded and replied, "Liu Yonghua wants to do it, Chen Jianguo wants to do it, and Huang Ge's family has money and labor, and even Lao Dian takes out the money from the bank and prepares to hand it over to Du Limei."

Gong Zhenxin was unhappy: "The old son and daughter-in-law don't recognize him. He himself has necrotic bones. Can he do work? He is messing around!"

Finally, the uncle and nephew discussed this and waited until the other village cadres implemented it.

Gong Zhenxin respects his identity and cannot be in a hurry in this matter.

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Greenhouses vary greatly according to specifications and specifications. Large modern digital control greenhouses can be handled with 40,000 to 50,000 yuan per acre, and the simplest ones can be handled with more than 10,000 yuan.

The rainfall in Hongshi Village is not heavy during the rainy season and does not affect construction. It just drizzles all day long, making people feel nervous.

Song Qingyun wore a pair of hiking shoes today. The shoes were heavy. After walking in the ground for a long time, the soil stuck to the soles of her feet became thicker and thicker, and in the end she was so heavy that she couldn't lift her feet up. Her little feet had a little sore stomach.

He picked up a piece of bamboo and squatted on the ridge of the field, happily shaved the mud on the soles of his feet.

Next to it is the land of poor households Chen Laoda and Chen Laoer, which is also the first one in Baimaxiang.

The most important reason for choosing these two brothers is that they have always had a strong desire to get rid of poverty and cooperated with the country's poverty alleviation project. They were the first to sign up for the last time when they planted cherries, and finally got a fucked out of a fight. Another reason is that both of them are not old and have labor force. Although Mr. Chen's mouth and eyes were crooked after a stroke, and his saliva kept flowing as soon as he spoke, it did not affect his efforts.

After the last cherry incident, after mediation by village cadres, although the two brothers never interacted with each other, they promised not to give each other eye drops and replant the fruit trees.

Durimei has brought construction materials and is directing farmers to build sheds.

What a big shed, Song Qingyun estimated that it was at least five meters away. At this moment, the farmers were scaffolding. The steel frames used by the large greenhouses were prefabricated. After pulling them, you just need to screw on the screws.

Of course, you have to make nests and pour concrete at the foundation. After the concrete is dry, you have to make anchor screws.

Gong Liushan and Chen Zhonggui were pulling wires at a high place and installing various probes.

After the rainy season comes, the roads are extremely muddy, and the county roads leading to the outside world collapse from time to time, and traffic is interrupted. In addition, there is no scenery to see in this season, so tourists do not come.

Therefore, if you are doing rural tourism in advance, you have to wait for May Day before talking. Now you have to hurry up and get the grapes done.

Because of this, Chen Zhonggui no longer entered the city. He is now working at Du Limei, working as an electrician, and working as a construction worker. Anyway, he will take over whenever he needs someone.

The fields in the rain are busy.

Like Song Qingyun, Du Limi also took a bamboo piece to scrape mud on her feet, but he was barefoot and said that it was comfortable to barefoot.

Song Qingyun joked that your boss lives in a large flat floor in the provincial capital, so simple?

Durimei said seriously: "I am also a farmer child, and I don't care so much."

No one of his generation has been poor, and can take it and put down his figure. Our Comrade Xiao Song admires this.

Lao Du is very busy recently, and he has to take care of the white horse project and decorate the inn in Luonan. Judging from WeChat exercise, the average daily 30,000 steps. With a lot of exercise, his toad belly has obviously become smaller, and Du Jingjing's shadow is vague between his eyebrows.

Become handsome.

As for making money, there is a lot of profit on the books, but unfortunately they are all on the books.

The allocations on Baima are not all on time, and you cannot stop the project, and all materials and labor have to be spent. You have to wait until all the work is completed and accepted before you can truly put it into the pocket.

Besides, he owes so much foreign debt. According to Song Qingyun's observation, Du Limei has paid back a lot of money recently, and her hands are as nervous as usual.

I hope that the old man can pay off his foreign debts after completing these two projects and become a human being.

Song Qingyun asked: "Lao Du, where is the main control room of the Baima Project? Why didn't I see it?"

Du Limei: "I'm thinking about this. The main control room must afford a house of about ten square meters, so it cannot occupy the farmers' land. If you see that the hillside is not there, I plan to tell Baima that he will invest a little more and get an excavator to level the slope and build a house. Because I want to use collective land, I want to ask Yonghua!"

As he was talking, Leyi ran over angrily: "Song Qingyun, I want to give you advice."

Song Qingyun: "Miss, you just need to make suggestions, but you are willing to not scold people!"

If you are happy to be good at everything, you are upright and have a strong work ability, you are a bad temper and don’t care about what you don’t like, and you will squirt when you open your mouth.

After the New Year, there were too many facts in the village, and the village committees were short of people. They were happy to go back to the factory to work and became a full-time village cadre.

Happy: "I just want to scold you. Song Qingyun, are you going to be a good teacher to win people's hearts?"

Song Qingyun felt inexplicably: "When did I buy people's hearts and who did I buy?"

"You bribe Liu Yonghua, Chen Jianguo, Lao Dian and Huang Ge, you can make a small hill."

Song Qingyun was even more confused by the second half of the King Kong: "I don't understand, I'm happy, can you stop talking half of your words?"

Only then did I tell the story of the village committee cadres who wanted to use their own land to join the white horse project.

"Is there something wrong?" Song Qingyun was a little surprised and said, "It's okay for them to join! First of all, the land belongs to their family, and others can't control what they want to grow; secondly, they pay for their own money, and no one can control how they want to use their own money. If the village cadres take the lead in growing grapes, I welcome it. Why has it become a small hill?"

Leyi was a little confused: "Do they pay for it themselves? Didn't they pay for it from the white horse project?"

Song Qingyun: "What are you kidding when paying money from the project? Our project is more than 10,000 or 20,000 yuan per mu of land, but it depends on the situation. If each village cadre has three acres of land, how much money will be? Comrades who like to be happy, if the matter spreads, not only them, but also me, Song Qingyun, have to go to the procuratorate. This is corruption!"

"No?" Leyi continued to ask.

Song Qingyun: "I really don't have one, you can check the accounts! Moreover, I will make all accounts of this project public and post them on the village affairs disclosure column to accept supervision from everyone."
Chapter completed!