When harvesting rape last year, in order to borrow a harvester, Song Qingyun went to Xinlian Village to conquer Xia Yutian every day, and everyone there saw him familiar with it.

Speaking of this, Song Qingyun is really embarrassed.

He coughed awkwardly and said, "Get in the car, where are you going?"

What the two villagers want to go to is a one-day mess wholesale mall, which has a large store and all kinds of messy things.

The four of them wandered around inside, and Du Limei introduced that he knew the owner of this mall and had recently passed away and had liver cancer.

In the 1980s, the boss was a tailor from the countryside. He first helped in the tailor shop, then opened his own shop, then did clothing business, and finally started wholesale.

This man is usually very economical and worth over 100 million yuan, but he drives a broken Poussan. He was diagnosed with illness last year and only changed to a BMW, but unfortunately he left after driving in two months. His two children are fighting for inheritance and are in trouble. In order to get the money back, everything in the store is being discounted.

Song Qingyun was surprised: "Old Du, you can. You have stepped on the land in less than a year after you came to our city. I don't even know about this."

After hearing what he said, Du Limi was even more proud. He said, "The boss's two children are the older ones in his thirties and the younger ones are only five years old."

Song Qingyun: "The age difference is so big?"

Du Limei said that the childbirth who gave birth to the child was undermining the birth policy, and the street cadres came to work every day. Anyway, the street would go wherever you go. The boss had no choice but to say, I must give birth to this baby anyway, and I would admit how much I had to punish him. Guess how much was the final fine? Seven million.

Hearing this astronomical figure, the villagers of the two Xinlian Villages tsk and said, "There are so many punishments, this is the birth of a golden doll."

Song Qingyun: "The boss of this mall left when he was in his fifties. It's a pity. Let's not just chat, let's choose things quickly. There is still a long way to go. The air in this factory is really not good. I'll go out and wait for you outside."

There is a stall selling braised quail eggs outside the mall. It tastes good, so Song Qingyun went to buy a pack and took a car to eat it.

As soon as the meal was finished, the villagers chose the things, and two clerks dragged them over in tricycles and stuffed them into Song Qingyun and Du Limei's car.

What was stuffed? Song Qingyun was shocked when he saw it.

The things are very ordinary, such as bed sheets, quilt covers, pillows, washbasins, cotton wool, etc., but the number is surprisingly large. Each person bought more than ten sets and tied them with glass ropes to look like rice dumplings.

Even a large stack of plastic chairs was bought, but I couldn't put them in the car, so I tied them to the luggage rack on the roof.

Song Qingyun was very surprised. When the car drove out of the county town, he drove the villager in the passenger seat next to him: "If you buy so many bed sheets and quilts, are you going to marry a wife or a daughter? Remember to invite me to have a wedding banquet at that time!"

The villager laughed but did not answer.

Song Qingyun said again: "The person in Boss Du's car also bought the same thing. Are you the in-laws?"

The villagers still laughed and didn't say anything.

Song Qingyun couldn't hold it in anymore: "Brother, don't keep it in a silence, I'll suffocate me to death."

The villagers were embarrassed to scratch their heads: "We all want to open a hotel when opening a store."

Song Qingyun was shocked: "Which hotel is opened? What hotel is opened in your village?"

"Yes, open a hotel in our village." The villager said shyly: "Secretary Song, you helped me with this. I shouldn't hide it from you. Remember to keep what I said today and don't let Secretary Xia know, otherwise he will be cleaned up."

Song Qingyun: "You said, I must keep it confidential."

Villagers: "That's right, your Hongshi Village is so prosperous now. Today, hundreds of people come to play, and some people will have wealth. Especially those who run inns and farmhouses, I heard that they have a thousand income today. My God, will you not be a landlord in a year? The people in our village are very angry and said, "Why are you in Hongshi Village making a fortune, our Xinlian can't do it. At the beginning, when Hongshi Village couldn't afford to eat, every household in our Xinlian had bought new houses, and now we can't lose."

Song Qingyun's expression became serious: "Brother, you continue talking."

The villagers said that since the country formulated the targeted poverty alleviation policy, Xinlian Village has long won the battle because of its good natural conditions and fewer poor people. On the contrary, Hongshi Village has been unable to open up because of its large base of poor people.

Since Xinlian people are proud and despised, they say that Hongshi Village has been a nest of bandits since ancient times, and the people's customs are not upright, so they deserve to be poor for generations. Now they are compared by our Xinlian again?

But I didn't expect that the change began in the second half of last year. Almost overnight, Hongshi Village built a greenhouse and later started rural tourism. Today, hundreds of tourists spent money on eating, drinking, having fun and spending money in the village. Anyone with some ideas who rely on the mountains to eat, rely on the mountains and water to eat, and all of them made a lot of money.

The people in Xinlian Village are jealous and have a bad mood.

Especially the first secretary Xia Yutian was even more anxious and held three meetings with the cadres of the village committees to discuss what to do so that Hongshi Village could not compete.

After discussion, everyone agreed that Hongshi Village has put a lot of cash in the current account today, which immediately changed the appearance of poverty. No matter what Xinlian does, it may be able to make money so quickly.

Everyone is worried.

Xia Yutian immediately said, "What do you have to do with this effort? Let's learn what Hongshi Village does. They do rural tourism, and we do it too. They open inns, and we do it too. They open inns, and they do it too. Anyway, the influence of Hongshi Village has been out now, so let's take advantage of this east wind."

They all have one mouth and two eyes. Who can compare with whom?

The village cadres looked at each other and said, "Is this OK?"

Xinlian and Hongshi Village have fought for several generations, and they both dislike each other and are arrogant.

Now everyone can’t stand the self-esteem of Xinlianxue Hongshi Village.

Xia Yutian slammed the table and said, "Stones from other mountains can be used to make jade. Do you understand?" Oh, I don't understand! Let's say that, don't consider whether you are not face or not. Can face be eaten? It's real to put money in your pocket. It's not shameful to learn from others to make progress, and it's shameful to be self-confidenceless."

Who said that if Hongshi Village is engaged in tourism, we can’t do it anymore. The mountains, rivers and scenery are left to us by our ancestors, and it is not their own. It is impossible to say that we can’t do what they have done. The people in Hongshi Village still plant crops, don’t you also plant seedlings and threshing grain?

Everyone nodded and said, Secretary Xia, you are right, let’s do that.

Thinking of the bright prospects of rural tourism, the village cadres and villagers of Xinlian Village were all excited and ready to do a big fight.

In their opinion, the innate conditions of Liangan's rural tourism in the first place are better than Hongshi Village. First, Xinlian is rich, and every household has a new house. It can be opened simply by tidying up, and there is no need to repair the house and decorate it. Secondly, Xinlian people do not lack capital, and can do it just by doing it.

After hearing the villagers say this, Song Qingyun was speechless. Xia Yutian only talked about this when she was eating hot pot yesterday, but today they started to do it, so fast.

Song Qingyun knows Xia Yutian very well. He has to be the first in everything and steal the limelight in everything.

Song Qingyun and him were the first secretary in the village, and there was another mountain.

Song Qingyun is doing a prosperous job and is now a banner for the city's poverty alleviation and anti-aging station, but there is no movement there on the summer rainy day.

Comrade Xiaoxia felt that his style was suppressed by Comrade Xiao Song and he was not convinced.

The problem is that Song Qingyun is a casual and wandering character. He does work entirely because he likes to do things. It is good if he succeeds, but it won’t work. We will find another way to do it. This is also a kind of fun. I never thought about what to compete with Xia Yutian!

If Xinlian wants to engage in rural tourism, Song Qingyun is willing to provide necessary help for summer rainy days out of the standpoint of a friend. However, there is no condition for developing rural tourism there, so that the villagers can start blindly and cause losses, so the stall will be put on.

Song Qingyun didn't realize that she was worried about the summer rainy day.

But looking at the excited villager next to him, he couldn't say anything. He might not listen if you said it, and maybe he thought you were making trouble on purpose!

"Forget it, let Xia Yutian go and have a bloody head. I am still full of dysentery and have no place to vent my heart. Let's solve Lao Qipo's problem first. If the sewage treatment station cannot be put into use as soon as possible, I will be trapped in Hongshi Village." Song Qingyun thought so in his heart.

Liu Yonghua and Gong Zhenxin both came to the house for the old seventh woman.

Now, when talking about him, Liu Yonghua just shook his head. However, Gong Zhenxin was in a rare face and shook his head and said he couldn't help it.

Song Qingyun had no choice but to deal with it himself.

But even if he went to Lao Qi's wife's house to be a lobbyist, it would be of no effect.

Lao Qipo is an honest farmer, and he probably knows that he can't handle Song Qingyun. As long as he sees our Comrade Song coming to the door, he will take his wife with him to hide up the mountain and will not go home until dark.

Even if you call, you don't answer.

Song Qingyun was very angry: "I'm not a Japanese man and I'm going into the village, why are you running?"

The old lady and his wife hid and threw the arched mother into the house with no food or drink. Song Qingyun also helped her cook.

When talking about the sewage pipes, the old lady cried with tears in her nose. She said that I was old and useless, and you officials knew to bully me. I remember when I was young and beautiful, Zhenxin was very kind to me. Now, look at his disgusting look now... I had thought of being a companion with him before... Why did this person change...

In her words, the upright and majestic Gong Zhenxin was simply a scumbag.

Song Qingyun was shocked: "Mother-in-law, you can't talk nonsense. Secretary Zhenxin is a gentleman, so don't destroy other people's reputation."

The old lady continued to cry: "When he gave me high-level job scores every day, why wasn't he afraid of destroying his reputation?"

Song Qingyun touched her forehead: "I'll leave first, and when your son comes back, he said I've been there."

Enough, this matter cannot be extended, otherwise the branch secretary will be shameless to stay in the village in the future.
Chapter completed!