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Chapter 159 Good and evil will be rewarded

"Brother Wang Chong! If we make such a fuss, nothing will happen, right?"

On the way back, two older villagers who were similar to Yang San asked anxiously.

Although they are older than Wang Zhong, they still call Wang Chong brother out of respect for Wang Zhong.

"What can happen!" Before Wang Zhong could speak, Yang Wu couldn't wait to answer: "We didn't do anything, and we didn't make trouble. What can happen?"

Yang Wu also came to Diaozhuang from Yongquan Village. He is of the same clan as Yang San, but he is not a biological brother. He is only five years older than Wang Da.

"It's the section chief who made people open the gate to release the water, what does it have to do with us!"

"Is that so?" The two villagers, who were a little nervous and not confident enough, still couldn't believe it, and turned their eyes to Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong looked at Yang Wu in surprise, "Brother Yang Wu, when did you become so transparent?"

"Hey hey!" Yang Wu rubbed the back of his head and smiled a little embarrassedly: "No."

Wang Zhong also smiled, and said loudly to the crowd: "Don't worry, everyone. What Yang Wu said makes sense. We didn't do anything. We just asked the people at the water station for an explanation. Let the water go. That was a decision they made when they knew they had done something wrong and to make up for their mistakes, and we didn’t put a knife on their necks to force them to release water.”

"Besides, the big guy has paid for it. They promised to supply us with water at the beginning. At worst, when the spring irrigation is over, the big guy will raise money to make up for the water for him, and it will be over."

"Right! We paid the money, and they promised to release the water today!"

"Brother Wang Chong is right!"

"Brother Wang Chong, we all listen to you!"

"Okay, everyone, go back and water the ground first, the water will come soon."

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"Let the water go! Let the water go!" Watching the staff at the water station open the sluice to release the water, the slightly turbid water of the Yellow River surged along the irrigation ditches.

Yang San led the two villagers happily and ran towards his own field, shouting loudly while running, and after a while, he caught up with Wang Zhong and the others.

The villagers ran to their own fields, and Wang Zhong, who was riding on a bicycle, showed a smile on his face when he saw the elated and cheering villagers.

Seeing Wang Zhong, Yang San couldn't wait to chase after him, panting heavily while asking: "Wang Zhong, what about Defu and Uncle Dayou? Do you want someone to inform them?"

"I really need to inform them, third brother, Defu and Uncle Dayou have been gone for about ten minutes. In this case, you go to the field first and water it. I will ride over to find them."

"Okay, brother listen to you!" Yang San grinned, with a bright smile from the heart on his face.

Of course, Yang San wanted to go to the field more. He could feel at ease when he watched the water from the Yellow River pouring into his field, and watched his own wheat drink the water from the Yellow River.

The Northwest has been a place of bitter cold since ancient times, and its climate is very different from the warm and rainy south and the fertile Central Plains.

When winter turns to spring, the rain is delayed, which means spring drought. The wheat planted before winter last year needs a lot of water to grow. People can only dig canals to divert water for irrigation.

Without this round of spring irrigation, the wheat seedlings in the field that had survived the cold winter would definitely have dried up to death.

Moreover, the adequacy of irrigation also has a great impact on the yield of wheat during the summer harvest.

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "Third Brother, you should hurry up, the sooner you go to the wheat in the field, the sooner you can water it."

Wang Zhong knew Yang San's urgency. In the eyes of the farmers, the barley seedlings in the field were just like their own dolls. They were the lifeblood of the whole family and were very precious.

Professor Ling and the others are on Wang Zhong's own farm, so Wang Zhong doesn't have to rush there.

"Then I'll go first, you ride slowly!" If it wasn't for seeing Wang Zhong here, Yang San would have galloped back a long time ago. At this moment, Yang San's mood is similar to that of the people who flowed along the irrigation canal all the way to Jintan Village. The water in the Yellow River is so sampled that I wish I could fly to my field right now.

Seeing Yang San rushing away, the smile on Wang Zhong's face gradually disappeared, feeling a little emotional.

These folks who came to Diaozhuang together from Yongquan Village, although they all have their own small shortcomings and ailments, but their natures are not bad, and the neighbors are not stingy to help each other.

Although life has been tough, but fortunately there is still hope, I can have enough food, and I still have money to send my children to school.

But this is not enough. It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish. Now the villagers just work with Wang Zhong during the slack season, or burn kilns, or build houses. It's just the standard of living. Now the group of young people who went to Putian to work have started to send money home one after another. The salary is higher than working with Wang Zhong.

This is the difference in economic level between the two places, and it cannot be made up by Wang Zhong alone in just a few years.

What Wang Zhong really wanted to do was not just to let the villagers earn money.

But these are all things for later. The most important thing now is to quickly get the farm up. Although Professor Ling is best at the cultivation of Juncao, which is to grow mushrooms with grass, this does not mean that Professor Ling is not good at planting. Cultivate something else.

All kinds of shrubs and green plants on the Gobi Desert can be used as pastures, and crops such as wolfberry and grapes can also be grown. The key is to continue to restore the ecology.

For a high-tech talent like Professor Ling with such strong professional ability, it would be a bit too overkill to ask him to spend more time and effort on finding sales for Agaricus bisporus so that the folks don’t lose money, as in the original book. It's the last thing to do.

Wang Zhong now wants to take advantage of Professor Ling and his team to research as soon as possible the things that are most suitable for cultivation in this Gobi Desert and can make the villagers earn money.

As for the sales and sales of various farm products, this is not a problem at all for Wang Zhong who has accumulated experience in two dungeons.

Wang Zhong rode for about ten minutes, and he was still a few miles away before arriving at the meeting. From a distance, he saw a large group of people walking towards him on the dirt road.

This group of people is none other than Defu and Li Dayou who will go to the scene to talk about it.

"Wang Zhong? Why are you here? Aren't you at the water station? Could something have happened?" Ma Defu pushed the bicycle and looked at Wang Zhong with a puzzled expression, with worry in his brows and eyes.

"Don't worry, nothing happened!"

Wang Zhong didn't make any detours, and said straight to the point: "When I came, the water station had already supplied us with water!"

"Water supply?" Li Dayou was overjoyed at first, and then he was a little confused: "Why so fast? Didn't we just come out of the meeting?"

The folks were extremely surprised, but more happy.

Ma Defu was still sober. They had just come from the on-site meeting and walked only a few miles. Even if Wang Zhong came all the way by bicycle, it would take a while. No matter how fast the mayor moved, he was not so fast!

And from the water station to here, even by bicycle, it will take longer than them to come out.

"What's going on?" Ma Defu asked puzzled.

Wang Zhong smiled and explained to everyone: "There is a section chief surnamed Lei at the water station, and he can't understand that scruffy station chief surnamed Chen fooling us, knowing that the wheat in our fields is waiting for the water to survive, you guys After walking for a short while, he asked someone to give us water first, I came here specially to inform you, hurry up and go to my own field to watch."

"Chief Lei?" Everyone looked at each other, wondering who Wang Zhong was talking about.

"When I came, the water was already supplied, and the villagers we stayed over there rushed back first, Uncle Dayou and Uncle Wuqua! You don't have to go back to the field and watch!"

"Chong Wazi, don't wait to fool your uncle!" Li Dayou said in disbelief.

Wu Zuo also said with a look of disbelief: "Just those people at the water station, how can they be so kind?"

"For no reason, what am I lying to you for! Whether you have released the water or not, you will know when you go back to see it! Yang San ran back a long time ago, of course, if you think I am fooling you, don't believe it , then you can walk back slowly too!"

"Anyway, if the wheat seedlings in the field are exhausted by then, they won't belong to my family!" Wang Zhong said with a joking smile.

Seeing the smile on Wang Zhong's face, Li Dayou and Wu Zuo looked at each other and said in unison.

"That's right! You'll know if you go back and read it."

"Let's go, hurry back, hurry back!" Wu Squat didn't have the intention to walk back slowly, and immediately pulled his legs away, and ran away.

At this moment, the villagers couldn't hold anything else in their minds, only the wheat in their own fields remained, and they all ran back after Wu squat.

"Chongwazi, blessed, let's go first!" Li Dayou did not forget to say hello to the two before running away.

"Uncle Dayou, run slowly, don't fall!" Wang Zhong joked with Li Dayou with a smile.

Li Dayou didn't take care of Wang Zhong at all, and only the wheat seedlings in his field were left in his mind, so he couldn't hear the words in his ears.

"What's going on? We just finished talking to the big leaders in the city. Why did Chief Lei suddenly appear at the water station and is willing to supply water?" Fu asked Wang Zhong suspiciously.

Wang Zhongdao: "It's nothing, we reasoned with the people at the water station, and told them that those who hold iron rice bowls, although we are immigrants from Diaozhuang, we will not let anyone pinch and flatten the dough, clay figurines There is still a little bit of anger, not to mention our big group of rough guys."

Ma Defu's face was not very good-looking, and he couldn't imagine: "What did you say to others? What happened to Chief Lei?"

"I really didn't say anything, just some not-so-nice words!"

"As for this Section Chief Lei." Wang Zhong said with a sneer, "This Section Chief Lei is a rare good official. Asking the staff of the water station to open the sluice to supply water, I think what he meant, it seems that he also intends to report to the higher-ups that the station manager surnamed Chen, who has received money and does not do anything, and what he said is nothing, fooling the people and delaying the spring irrigation.”

Ma Defu didn't expect it, his eyes widened, his pupils shrank, and he looked at Wang Zhong in shock, his mind still not turning around: "What do you mean by that?"

"Oh, that's right! At that time, I will ask you, the acting village secretary, to help me!" Wang Zhong suddenly remembered something, and added.

"Help? What do you want me to do?" Defu frowned, faintly feeling something was wrong.

Wang Zhongdao: "Of course I wrote a real-name report letter. The head of Section Lei went all out to offend that stationmaster surnamed Chen and wanted to help us supply water. Are we going to sit idly by? Wait for that stupid stationmaster to go back and trouble him?"

"Report letter?" Defu shook his head again and again: "No, no, he is the station master of the water station. Do we have any report letters? If we offend them, what should we do if they don't supply us with water in the future?"

"Don't give us water?" Wang Zhong said disdainfully: "He dares!"

Then he said lightly: "When the spring irrigation is over, I will write a report letter. All the folks in our Jintan Village, as long as they are above, and those who are at home, will sign on it, stamp their fingerprints, and hand in the letter. I don't believe it. , no one can cure that Chen."

"Wang Zhong, don't be impulsive. Since the water station has already provided water, we don't need to make things worse!" Ma Defu excitedly stepped forward and grabbed Wang Zhong's hand.

Wang Zhong didn't struggle, he let him grab it: "This is not called making trouble, this is called exercising our own rights."

"Let me ask you, how much effort and time did you and Director Zhang put in to mobilize the villagers to come here to Diaozhuang, and I didn't see you and Director Zhang take a few days off throughout the year."

"It's all right now, the resettlement village project is still in progress, just such an incident happened, tell me, if this matter is not handled well, how will you mobilize the folks from Xihaigu to come here to Diaozhuang in the future ?”

"Even pouring water into the field, you have to be made things difficult, and you have to go to the big leader to help solve the problem. Those folks who haven't come here, if they hear about this, they Do you still dare to come to Diaozhuang? Will they still believe what you say to plug the future of Jiangnan?"

Ma Defu said anxiously: "This is just an example. I will report it to the district chief when I get back. I promise that there will never be a second incident like this."

Wang Zhong looked at Ma Defu, sighed, and shook his head: "Defu, you are a staff member of the development zone office, you can talk to the leaders, but what about us ordinary people?"

"I know that you and Director Zhang, the leaders of the county, the staff of the development zone office, Director Wu of the Fujian Provincial Poverty Alleviation Team, and Chen Jinshan, the county magistrate, all of you leaders are all dedicated to the common people. The purpose of doing things is to let the villagers live a better life as soon as possible.”

"But do you dare to say that there is only one person like this stupid stationmaster surnamed Chen?"

Faced with Wang Zhong's question, Ma Defu really didn't know how to refute it.

He wanted to argue, but reality deprived him of the confidence to argue.

Ma Defu was even defeated by Wang Zhong's frank and upright eyes, lowered his head, and missed Wang Zhong's gaze.

"I just want to tell those people who like to make short-tongues, abuse their power, and act recklessly according to their personal preferences. Although we are just the most ordinary people, we are not dough for others to knead. I also believe that people like this You are just a few bad apples here and there, and I believe even more that the country will deal with it fairly, give us justice, and give us an answer."

Listening to Wang Zhong's inspiring words, Ma Defu remained silent for a long time.

Wang Zhong suddenly raised his hand and patted Ma Defu's shoulder, expressing his feelings: "But Defu, we can't let one or two rat feces ruin the good porridge of Diaozhuang immigrants!"

After hearing this, Ma Defu suddenly raised his eyes to look at Wang Zhong, opened his mouth, but didn't utter a word.

Seeing this, Wang Zhong continued: "We not only need to consider the benefits, but also weigh the pros and cons."

"There is an old saying that goes well: the harm of two phases is the lesser. Compared with the important event of immigrating Diaozhuang, which is related to the future of thousands of poor families living in ravines, one or two people like this Is the black sheep really that important?"

"Tell me, if there is no such on-site meeting this time, and the big leaders are not here, if there is no Chief Lei who stepped forward, do you think you can persuade that stupid station manager surnamed Chen?"

"The wheat seedlings in the folks' fields are almost dry, let alone a day's delay, if you delay for an extra hour, 1 minute, you don't know how many wheat seedlings will never be rescued.

If the spring irrigation is late this time, who will be responsible for the losses of the villagers?Is it a water station?Is it the webmaster surnamed Chen?Is it still a country? "

"All right, all right, stop talking!" Ma Defu finally couldn't keep silent anymore, "I promise you!"

Wang Zhong grinned and said: "Or you can write this report letter, and you can truthfully write the whole story of this incident into the letter. I'm afraid that if I write it, I will bring some subjective wishes into it."

"As for the folks, if everyone knows that the stationmaster surnamed Chen is reporting, I believe everyone will be happy to sign and put their fingerprints on it."

Ma Defu: "..."

Although it was a bit unpleasant, Ma Defu knew in his heart that what Wang Zhong said was the truth.

On the other side, the mayor of Qingtongxia City, who is very fond of Ma Defu, asked the Director of Water Conservancy to solve this matter immediately, and must water the common people's fields as soon as possible.

The Director of Water Conservancy grabbed Stationmaster Chen and reprimanded him, then called the water station in front of the mayor.

After a few words, the head of the Water Conservancy Bureau immediately changed his face, deliberately raised his voice into the microphone, and said loudly: "Okay! You did a good job and you can make a decisive decision. It's a good job. It's too late for me to praise you. Why punish you!"

"What's wrong?" The mayor frowned, looking at the water conservancy director with a happy face.

The head of the Water Conservancy Bureau showed a smile on his face: "Mayor, half an hour ago, Lei Henglei, the section chief of the Chengguan water pumping station, knew that the land in Jintan Village hadn't been watered until today, so he immediately arranged manpower for Jintan The water gates in Tan Village have been released! The fields in Jintan Village should have been watered long ago.”

"Section chief? Lei Heng?" The mayor's frown gradually eased, and he looked at the director of water conservancy in surprise and said, "It seems that there are still some sensible people in the Chengguan pumping station."

"Hmph!" He groaned as he spoke, and glanced at the ugly stationmaster Chen next to him, his eyes slightly cold.

"It's not like some comrades who have some power in their hands and forget their roots!" The mayor was born in a difficult time and has worked in many places in Ningxia. In terms of how important it is.

Especially now that it is the spring drought season, the crops in the field are waiting for water to continue their life.

Seeing this, the head of the Water Conservancy Bureau immediately said: "Although Jintan Village has been drawn out from our Qingtong Gorge, the third-level pumping station at Yuquanying has not been repaired. Our water station has the responsibility and obligation to help the people in Jintan Village. The villagers have completed irrigation."

"This matter is my negligence, I will review it!" The director of water conservancy put on an extremely positive attitude.

"Director, mayor, I..." Stationmaster Chen just wanted to defend himself, but the words came to his lips, but he didn't know how to explain.

Say you didn't do it on purpose?Or maybe I was just angry for a while, and wanted to let those mud-legged old mountain men know how powerful they were?
No matter how he explained it, he couldn't hide the fact that he had promised to supply water to Jintan Village before collecting the irrigation water from last winter, but in fact the water released was not even enough for the back of his feet.

"Okay! You don't need to explain. The facts are right in front of you. I can see them. The mayor, the leaders and comrades present can all see them!" the Director of Water Conservancy shouted angrily.

"Director, I..."

"What are you!" the Director of Water Conservancy said angrily, "The state entrusted you with the management of the pumping station, and that's how you manage it? Although Jintan Village has been separated from our Qingtongxia, our Qingtongxia is also its mother's home. , have you ever seen any family that married off their daughters and never cared about them anymore?"

"How does Chief Lei know how important spring irrigation is, and how does he know to let people open the gate to release water first, so as to solve the urgent need of Jintan Village!"

"..."

All the people around who were holding the on-site meeting subconsciously distanced themselves from the head of the water station.

Before he knew it, he had become a loner.

In the evening, Ma Defu drafted the report letter overnight, firstly for the smooth progress of the resettlement project, secondly to appease the folks in Jintan Village, and thirdly to support Wang Zhong and Chief Lei who ordered to open the gate to release the water. .

Although Defu guessed that this Chief Lei was not what Wang Zhong said, it was because he couldn't understand what the station chief Chen did, so he chose to let his subordinates open the gate to release the water, otherwise, why would Chief Lei Instead of asking people to open the gate to release the water immediately after Station Master Chen went to the on-site meeting, he did so after he took the villagers to the water station to ask for an explanation.

After the end of the spring irrigation, the whole village meeting was held again. There were more than 80 households and more than 400 people. Although there were sporadic hesitation, but seeing that everyone chose to sign, they didn’t say anything. Everything above was on paper. Signed and stamped.

At the meeting, under Wang Zhong's suggestion, the whole village once again collected 8000 yuan, plus Wang Zhong's 6 yuan, and Ma Defu took it to the water station to pay.

As for the report letter, Ma Defu did not take it to Qingtongxia City, but went straight to the office of the development zone, and handed the letter to the head of the development zone, Wang, his immediate boss.

One day two months later, Wang Zhong received a call from the water station, and Lei Heng's voice came out from the phone.

"Stationmaster Chen has been transferred and demoted. Thanks to Comrade Wang, I am now the acting stationmaster of the water station."

"Then I should be called Station Master Lei now, congratulations," Wang Zhong and Lei Heng said politely.

"It's an agent, it's just an agent!" Although the words were humble, Lei Heng's hearty and somewhat smug laughter came from the phone.

"One more thing. Comrade Wang's water supply costs for last year's winter irrigation and this year's spring irrigation are too high. I have already reported it to the above, and I have also communicated with the leaders of your Yuquan Camp. The meaning of the above is very clear. In your Yuquan Camp Before the completion of the third-level water pumping station in Jintan Village, all the irrigation water in Jintan Village came from our Chengguan water pumping station, but the water price was set too high in the first two times. The same as the other villagers in Jintan Village."

"That's a good relationship! Then I'm here to thank Station Master Lei!" Wang Zhong also said with a smile.

"Serving the people is our duty!" Lei Heng's joy could be heard just from his tone.

Immediately, Lei Heng's voice on the phone changed: "This matter is not a small one. According to our director, even a director named Wu of the Fujian Province Poverty Alleviation Team over there has been involved, but the overcharged money is now gone. I can't get it back anymore.

On our side, after repeated discussions in several meetings, the bureau finally decided to provide Comrade Wang’s farm with free water for this year’s winter irrigation and next year’s spring irrigation, even if it is compensation for the previous two high fees. What's the plan? "

"I obey the organization's arrangement!" Wang Zhong said without hesitation.

"Then it's settled. If Comrade Wang is free someday, come to our water station. We will sign a contract in black and white. Comrade Wang can rest assured!"

Yo ho!This old boy is quite good!

Wang Zhong's eyes lit up, and the smile on his face became even wider: "Yes, yes, see when Station Master Lei has time, I can do it anytime."

"In this case, let's do it tomorrow afternoon! Three or four in the afternoon will do!"

"Okay! Then it's three o'clock in the afternoon."

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Wang Zhong put down his phone, the smile on his face gradually faded, he walked back to Ling Yinong, and asked, "Professor, how is it?"

It was already early summer, and Professor Ling was dressed in unlined clothes and a straw hat on his head. He was standing in a field of sparse seedlings, carefully observing the plants one by one.

"The growth is good. At this rate, there will be no need for frequent pruning in two years."

What is planted in the ground is not other crops, but wolfberry. The seedlings planted last year have grown quite gratifyingly this year. Professor Ling and his professional team are also helping to take care of and guide the planting. The condition is very good.

In the first three or four years of planting wolfberry, it needs to be pruned many times to make it grow into a perfect tree shape.

Shorten all the branches in the year of wolfberry planting, and leave 4-5 well-developed buds on each branch. In the second to third year, thin and shorten the side branches and extension branches to make the branches grow thick, dense and even, ventilated and transparent good.

This is a slow and meticulous process that requires careful care.

The medlar trees in the farm are mainly distributed on the west side of the farm near the Populus euphratica forest for windbreak and sand fixation. There are a total of [-] mu planted. It took Wang Zhong a lot of effort just to grow these seedlings.

"Professor, you said that if we planted Juncao on the Gobi Desert outside, and after harvesting it, we would mix it with other grass seeds and shrubs to make a large pasture, then there would be no place to raise the beach. sheep?"

"The cost is too high, the cost is too high!" Professor Ling shook his head, and said, "You can't become fat in one breath. You have to take it step by step. Let's talk about getting your farm ready first!"

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "That's true!"

"By the way, the scale of your sheep pen can be expanded!" Since Professor Ling's first year here, Wang Zhong has raised dozens of ewes in the sheep pen, and the ewes give birth to lambs. Now there are more than 200 sheep.

They are all authentic Tan sheep that grew up on the Gobi Desert.

"How much expansion do you think is appropriate?" Wang Zhong asked humbly.

"Don't make too much at once, let's increase it to a thousand!" Professor Ling thought for a while and said.

Wang Zhong's face showed joy, and he said happily: "Okay! I'll do it now!"

(End of this chapter)