The vegetables in Liu Yonghua's home have been picked, and the vines have been cut off and piled up on the back wall, leaving only bare bamboo racks.

The picked cowpeas are tied with glass ropes and hung under the eaves, densely packed. This place is too far from the city, and the transportation is inconvenient and cannot be sold. They can only be dried and collected. In the future, they can be stewed soup or made rice dumplings.

Liu Yonghua is a diligent person. He packed up the vegetable field in just one day after he got home.

Zhuhua set up a table and made tea. The three of them sat together to discuss tomorrow's village cadres meeting.

Song Qingyun had already sent the speech of tomorrow's meeting to their mobile phones. After reading it for a long time, they thought it was fine, and they felt that there was no problem.

The topic quickly talked about the matter of planting cherries, and Secretary Xiao Song talked about the huge profits and benefits.

Liu Yonghua thought about it and expressed his opinion.

His opinion is similar to Huang Ming's father. He said that villagers who have mountainous areas might as well try to grow one. However, there is no way to promote it vigorously. First, choose a few poor households to try it out.

Song Qingyun asked why.

Liu Yonghua asked him how many years it would take for the cherry to bear fruit and produce benefits.

When he heard Secretary Xiao Song say that two centimeter seedlings take five years, and four centimeters will take four years, he smiled and said in a careful tone: "Secretary Song, this time is too long. The reason why poor households are poor is that they can't even eat food. Not to mention four years, if they don't see the harvest in four months, they will probably call yellow. And... I'm not very ripe about why I plant cherries, so I boldly speculate. No matter what kind of fruit it is, the yield and quality of the first one or two years are not very good. I have to wait until the third year to reach the fruiting period. In this way, it will take six to seven years, and they are afraid they won't be willing."

The trial and error cost of poor households is too high, and their ability to resist risks is very limited.

Song Qingyun didn't consider this and frowned unconsciously.

Leyi next to him was straightforward and said, "Secretary Song, you only have two years to stay in the village. It takes six or seven years to see the results. What is it to do if you have to do this? Even if the villagers are willing to plant it, their superiors will not see your achievements. It's too troublesome, so don't bother."

When Liu Yonghua saw Song Qingyun depressed, he came to comfort him. He said, "Secretary Song, don't worry, there are several poor households in my heart that I can pilot it. These families have a characteristic. The mountains are small, the soil is poor, and there is no yield for planting corn. It is equivalent to drying in a year. It's good to have fruit trees. You can't let the land be wasted. I'll do this.

Song Qingyun nodded and said, OK, try it. In the future, if the fruit tree is planted, others will follow suit when they see the income.

"As for the fact that I have only been in the village for two years and my superiors cannot see the results, I think so. Song Qingyun came to the village to do things, not to be gilded. As the saying goes, success does not have to be with me, but I want to have a clear conscience."

After chatting for a while, after talking about the meeting tomorrow night, Song Qingyun and Leyi said goodbye and left.

Looking at their backs, Gong Zhu frowned.

Liu Yonghua: "Don't be lukewarm, Zhuhua, Song Qingyun has great kindness to us."

Zhuhua sneered: "Old Liu, you are still too kind. People now need you to be so enthusiastic. If you don't need it, you're afraid you have another face. Look at this matter today, if it weren't for you, it wouldn't work. Will Huang Ge'er and Lao Dian listen to him? He is using your power to establish prestige. When the prestige is established, who will recognize you?"

Liu Yonghua shook his head: "You're thinking too much."

Zhuhua continued, "Don't believe it, yes, yes, you, Old Liu, were proud in front of Song Qingyun for a long time today. You are a capable person, everyone listens to you. But when Chen Shangding comes back to become the village chief, he is also a market citizen. You said, what would happen if Chen Shangding is replaced today, Lao Dian and Huang Ge?"

Liu Yonghua: "Shang Ding is a capable man. No one dares not to listen when he says something."

Zhuhua: "That's all, Liu Yonghua, don't think that the village is not allowed to leave you. Song Qingyun is using you now, so he will naturally be very kind to you. After the meeting, I will still pay attention to you."

Liu Yonghua still shook his head: "Don't think of people as bad as this."

"Everyone you like, everyone you see is good." Gong Zhu suddenly turned his back: "Huang Ge and Lao Dian listened to you so much, I have to ask you for an explanation."

Liu Yonghua was puzzled: "What do you want to say?"

Zhuhua: "When you helped Huang Ge'er's mother farm, what would you do to help others do? That old aunt looked pretty; and, although the old daughter-in-law looked ordinary, she was young, and she looked good at all. Then you were both in the back and hugged her for the whole day, why did you have feelings?"

Liu Yonghua shouted injustice: "What are you saying? Didn't I hurry to save people at that time? Don't talk nonsense... Alas, it's really not good to say this... Zhuhua, you don't know who I am, I love you."

Zhuhua's face turned red and she spitted: "Hate, Liu Yonghua, you are so smearing. You have learned bad things after entering the city."

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After leaving the convenience store, Song Qingyun was still surprised and asked: "Liyi, Lao Dian is so difficult to deal with, why is he willing to listen to Director Liu? Yonghua is still so fierce to him."

"Don't mention that Lao Dian is so old hooligan." Le Yi was still indignant: "Lao Dian's whole family owes Brother Yonghua's favor. There are many people in this village who have received help from Brother Yonghua, and everyone buys his account."

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After answering Liu Yonghua's call, Lao Dian sat in the yard and thought for a long time, but still called branch secretary Gong Zhenxin.

"Zhenxin, I am your brother Gong Honggao, you are in better health."

"It's Hong Gao, I'm in good health! Haven't I been raising it recently? I only take two yuan medicine every day. The doctor asked me to eat lighter, eat less meat and rice, and eat less oil. I just had to go to the vegetable field to eat. By the way, what are you asking me for?"

"Zhenxin, when will you come back?"

Gong Zhenxin was a little impatient: "When will I come back, can you care? I am a patient, so it's important to save my life first. I think Xiao Song is doing well in the village. Chen Jianguo is very cooperative with him. What am I going back to do? Isn't it a piercing person's eyes?"

His tone was a little bad, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with Chen Jianguo.

Finally, he snorted: "I won't come back, let's see how Xiao Song and Chen Jianguo are doing it. Don't be afraid of chaos, you can't mess up."

Lao Dian: "But Zhenxin, Yonghua is back. Song Qingyun has already helped him solve his problems and has paid 3,000 yuan."

Gong Zhenxin was a little surprised: "All such a big thing was intentionally hurt. If you pay 3,000 yuan, it's impossible, right?"

Lao Dian: "It's true. Song Qingyun helped solve it. It is said that he used Secretary Zhong's relationship. Zhenxin... Are you still listening to it? Secretary Zhong on the street is a high-ranking official. It is said that the next term may still rise to the top. By that time, he will be the county master. Song Qingyun has such a relationship and will have a great future. If he supports Yonghua, Shang Ding's affairs will probably be ruined."

Gong Zhenxin didn't speak for a long time.

Lao Dian: "Zhenxin, Song Qingyun and Yonghua will hold a village cadre meeting tomorrow night. You might as well come back. Otherwise, the villagers' committee will be surnamed Song."

Gong Zhenxin: "I'm afraid I can't get started, and several team leaders said they won't cooperate."

"Huang Ge has agreed to attend the meeting, and several other team leaders will go."

"Are you still holding on? Your team four has the most poor households. If you are not here, Song Qingyun's resolution is meaningless."

Lao Dian was a little embarrassed: "I... also... agreed to go to the meeting."

"What?" Gong Zhenxin was furious: "Okay, you guys, you're doing this behind my back. Do you want to hit me with a shit?"
Chapter completed!