It will be different from now on. The inheritance of a spiritual culture is far beyond what some wealthy factories and mines can compare with.

This is a future, a generational influence, set today.

Jiang Xiaobai walked away slowly, but the shouts still echoed in his ears.

Until he gradually lost his hearing, Jiang Xiaobai did not return to the Educated Youth Cannery. He first went to the Educated Youth Courtyard without going in, then to the east of the village, and then to the west of the village.

Jiang Xiaobai was measuring the land with his feet. When someone recognized Jiang Xiaobai and said hello, Jiang Xiaobai smiled and nodded in response.

Then he continued walking, stood on the hillside in the distance, and looked down from the childhood.

In the past ten years, Jianhua Village has completely changed its appearance. Even in its outline, there is no similarity at all.

The winding mountain road that originally led out of the village has turned into a flat and wide cement road.

In the conference room on the other side, He Guanghua was already arranging work.

"We will make a rectification plan for the pig farm tonight. According to the instructions of Factory Director Xiaobai, we must complete it tonight. Everyone will go back to the pig farm with me shortly."

As He Guanghua said, a village cadre asked with a wry smile: "He Zhishu, you always have to go back to get a bedding, otherwise how can you sleep at night?"

In spring, it is still very cold at night here in Shanxi Province, and not to mention the accommodation conditions at the pig farm, their office has not arranged a place to stay.

Because no one wants to live on a pig farm, there is no such condition.

"How do you sleep?" He Guanghua was stunned for a moment, then looked at the questioner as if he were a fool and said, "No, didn't you understand what Director Xiaobai said?

Stay up all night tonight, and he will plan to sleep tomorrow morning? Are you still in the mood to sleep?

If you can do it, do it. If you can't do it, go home and take care of your child. If it doesn't work, go to Factory Manager Xiaobai.

Tell Factory Manager Xiaobai that you must sleep tonight, even if the sky falls."

He Guanghua scolded him, then ignored his expression, and then ordered others to start working.

"Lao Liu, you and two people are going to go to the county town to order a billboard, and make it look like a display board.

Or just fix the words on some walls, pay them extra money, and let them work on it overnight.

Tomorrow we will spend the whole day painting the spirit of our Jianhua Village on the wall at the entrance to the village.

Let everyone who comes to our Jianhua Village see how tolerant and generous our Jianhua Village is...look at our Jianhua spirit..."

Arrangements were made here, and everything was quickly arranged. He Guanghua took the people back to the pig farm and made corrections according to Jiang Xiaobai's words.

At the same time, at this time, Wang Chao, Wang Meng, and Liu Jian, who had crossed paths with each other, were all preparing to come back and see the old party secretary for the last time.

It's impossible to stay in Jianhua Village all the time. After all, everyone has a lot of work on their hands, so it's not realistic.

There is no filial son in bed for a long time, let alone Wang Meng and the old party secretary, it is even more impossible.

That night, He Guanghua and the others had been staying at the pig farm, and those in the county seat were already in contact to build billboards.

It is estimated that we can make arrangements in the village early tomorrow morning.
Chapter completed!