This time, Song Qingyun came to Hongshi Village and shouldered the task of targeted poverty alleviation and completely eliminating poverty.

Eliminate poverty and leave no blind spots.

Seeing Wan Xinke wearing ragged clothes and looking sad, it was obvious that she was the dead corner. Secretary Xiao Song was very excited and felt that this was the time for her to achieve her achievements.

But when he arrived at Wanxin Hakka, he was dumbfounded. After a long time, he asked, "Wan Yue'e, is this your home?"

Wan Xinke: "Yes, this is my home, Secretary Song, Sanfa’er, you sit in the living room, I will make tea for you. Secretary Song, are you burning cigarettes?"

I saw a building with two floors and one bottom in front of me, with wall tiles sticking on the walls, shining in the sun.

The ground dam of Wanxin Hakka was built with cement ground, and flower beds were planted, and many unknown flowers and plants were planted. In early autumn, flowers bloomed and bees and butterflies flew.

When I walked into her living room, I installed a large air conditioner, a large TV, a large refrigerator, and a large leather sofa.

Wan Xinke shone his eyes hard, his eyes turned red, and he was obviously preparing to suffer.

Song Qingyun finally understood why Chen Jianguo said that coming here was a waste of time. Judging from the situation of Wanxin Hakka, he had already achieved a well-off life, and had surpassed the 90% of the villagers in Hongshi Village.

The reason why Wan Xinke dressed so badly is that it is because it is the busy autumn harvest and farming process that has to go to the fields to work.

She also wants to be a poor household, what is the law of nature?

Song Qingyun looked calm: "Wan Yue'e, I ask you, how much is your monthly income now? Do you think it is appropriate to apply for poverty alleviation?"

Next to him, Chen Jianguo interrupted: "Wan Xinke, you have a pension, why are you messing around?"

Song Qingyun was shocked again: "Pension?"

"Yes, 1,864 yuan per month, and it is guaranteed to get a profit from drought and flood." Chen Jianguo reported on the situation in Wanxin Hakka in the shortest language.

It turned out that the man of Wan Xinke used to have a urban household registration and worked in the county, which is now a municipal phosphate fertilizer factory. He died a few years after retirement. In the year before his death, her man bought her social security. Now that he is at his age, his pension is a stable income.

Her house was built by a man when he was alive. At that time, it cost more than 200,000 yuan to repair buildings and buy furniture and appliances, which is very enviable.

Before Chen Jianguo could finish introducing the situation, Wan Xinke scolded: "Sanfu'er, no one will be a mute if you don't speak. Are you trying to ruin me?"

After saying that, he took a step forward.

Her body was huge, and she made the ground flicker. Chen Jianguo turned pale and he jumped to the side in panic: "Wan Xinke, what do you want to do? Don't do it!"

Song Qingyun: "Wan Yue'e, your family's economic situation is very good and does not comply with national policies."

"Policy, what policy?"

Song Qingyun explained: "According to national policies, the average monthly income of the family is less than 300 yuan to become a registered poor household. Do you still have a son? Your pension is 1,800 yuan a month, which is much higher than that. In addition, depending on your family's situation, your superiors will not approve it. Okay, I'm finished saying it, Chen Wenshu, let's go."

"Don't leave." Wan Xinke roared: "I am a widow, I'm a man who died. Orphans and widows are so pitiful. You officials only know how to bully us ordinary people. The surname Song, I will leave this here today. If you don't give me a correct word, don't think about going out today."

Song Qingyun asked back: "Accurate words, what are the correct words? Do you still want to seize us?"

Wan Xinke: "You have to write me a guarantee letter to ensure that I can become a poor household. If I detain you, I will detain you. What's wrong?"

"It's unreasonable, please get out of the way." Song Qingyun was completely angry and walked out of the door with a vermilion on his face.

As soon as he walked out, Wan Xinke deliberately bumped into him, then fell down with a plop and started howling loudly: "I've hit someone, the officials have hit someone. Song Qingyun is a corrupt official, a fish and a commoner. Woo, I won't live anymore, I won't live anymore!"

She was big and when she fell down, she immediately blocked the door tightly.

When did Song Qingyun encounter this situation, he was confused: "Chen Wenshu..." There was no way, so he could only ask Chen Jianguo for help.

Chen Jianguo simply jumped over Wan Xinke with the rare agility of people of his age, and ran away with a cigarette.

"You..." Song Qingyun vomited blood.

At this time, I didn't care about my face. Secretary Xiao Song also jumped over Wan Xinke like Chen Wenshu, and ran away.

It is not suitable to stay in a place of right and wrong for a long time. This is not a deserter, this is a transition, this is a strategic retreat.

Finally leaving the tiger's mouth, Song Qingyun was about to speed up, but suddenly, a middle-aged man with beards and snot ran out of the next kitchen and was crying: "You hit my mom, you hit my mom!"

After saying that, he hit Secretary Xiao Song's vest with a heavy punch, making him stagger.

Song Qingyun was shocked and angry: "What are you doing? I'll arrest you...Oh...and beat you..."

The middle-aged man punched him again, hitting Song Qingyun's left face.

Suddenly, his eyes turned dark and he almost fainted. The two fists were too heavy, and this man had at least two hundred kilograms of strength.

It is impossible to arrest him. This man should be Wan Xinke's son. Judging from his appearance, he seems to have a bad mind. If he is beaten up, you can't do anything about him.

The desire to survive made Song Qingyun burst out with all his potential. He exerted his feet with force, and he jumped out a few ups and downs. He ran hard and finally rushed into a bamboo forest and left the tiger and wolf den.

Looking again, Chen Jianguo had already been waiting there, and he held him flatteringly, and asked, "Secretary Song, are you injured?"

This guy was so hypocritical and unfaithful. Song Qingyun was furious and didn't hesitate: "Why are you running away? Is there anyone who does this job like this? Didn't you say you want the militia to arrest people when you encounter something? Why are you scared today?"

Chen Jianguo sighed: "Secretary Song, didn't I tell you not to come to Wanxin Hakka? You just don't listen. You can't blame me. You didn't have time to report to you. You have to be careful in the future. Wanxinke is very difficult. You say catch her. If you catch her, she will stuff her son into your hand. You have to take care of her children."

Thinking of the fierce and bearded man just now, Song Qingyun asked, "What's wrong with Wan Xinke's son?"

"I'm a little mentally retarded. When I was a child, I had a problem with a high fever. Secretary Song, I just didn't care if you ran away alone. I really couldn't afford to offend you. I'm really scared!" Wan Xinke is a famous shrew in the village, and his son is a little crazy. When he thinks of her terribleness, Chen Jianguo's face turned pale.

Song Qingyun had a lot of opinions about this bastard who escaped from his teammates and said angrily: "You are really not responsible, you are not a man."

After saying that, he left with a slightest sleeve.

Although Secretary Xiao Song was young and had no work experience, he also knew that Chen Jianguo was not only eloquent but also bragging, but he was not a reliable and capable person. He was really not a good teammate.
Chapter completed!