Rebirth as an official

"Cadre Li, can you just visit the poor households I know?" Wang Defu confirmed again.

"Yes, I wasn't sent down to inspect by the superiors. I just wanted to understand the actual situation. After all, I am a cadre stationed in the village and I can't just do nothing." Li An gave Wang Defu a reassurance.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Wang Defu's frown suddenly relaxed.

"Come to Gansan Li and eat cigarettes." The locals like to call smoking cigarettes, which always sounds weird.

Li An looked at the cigarette Wang Defu handed over and thought for a while before taking it.

You should still smoke, after all, smoking will be an indispensable part of socializing and socializing in the future.

Li An lit up a cigarette and chatted with Wang Defu for a few words. Before he finished smoking, he heard the door knocking.

Chen Shanhe walked out of the house with a backpack on his back. When he saw Li An, he quickly took a few steps with a slight embarrassment on his face.

"Oh, Li An, how long have you been here? Why didn't you call me? I'm so sorry for making you wait."

"We just arrived, let's go now." Li An also picked up the satchel on the ground.

"Cadre Li, which one should we go to first today?" Wang Defu swept away the depression he felt when he first arrived and became much more positive.

"Well, who's the poorest family in the village?" Li An asked after thinking for a while.

"Wu Xiao from Group 12 will go home first." Wang Defu thought for a moment and replied.

"Then let's go to this place first." Li An said.

"Okay, then follow me." Wang Defu nodded and walked towards the mountain road to the west.

"Li An, why did you persuade Director Wang to take us there?" Chen Shanhe asked Li An in a low voice. He had approached Wang Defu several times before, but was rejected by various reasons.

This Li An was very capable. He had already helped two people in just two days after knowing him. Chen Shanhe was a little touched.

Li An's little vanity was satisfied when he heard his old friend's question and the slight admiration in his tone.

Hmm...how to answer this question.

"Maybe Director Wang thinks I'm more handsome." Li An said, touching his chin.

"Uh..." Chen Shanhe had a dark look on his face. What kind of excuse could this be?

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"Fuqiang Village is 8 kilometers away from the Guanmiao Township Government and has 14 villager groups under its jurisdiction, with a total of 348 households and 1206 people."

“富强村面积11.2平方公里，其中土地面积1800余亩，2005年富强村上报的贫困户110户共计370人。”

“A large part of the income in Fuqiang Village comes from working outside, with more than 300 people working outside the village.”

"From the data, the poor people in Fuqiang Village account for nearly one-third of the total population of the village. It is a veritable poverty-stricken village."

On the way to visit poor households, Chen Shanhe was introducing to Li An his knowledge of Fuqiang Village. This was all information obtained from the county and township.

After listening to Chen Shanhe's introduction, Li An nodded and said: "It is indeed very poor. As we walked along the way, most of the houses we passed by were adobe houses, and there were only a handful of brick houses."

The data obtained by Chen Shanhe are not too different from the appearance of Fuqiang Village in Li An's memory, and they can basically reflect the actual situation in the village.

"Director Wang, haven't the county and township thought about how to help the village get rid of poverty?" Li An asked Wang Defu.

"Hey~" Wang Defu sighed first, and then said slowly: "Our village is the most remote poor village in Guanmiao Township. There are no industries in the village and there is no cement road. The dirt road leading to the township government It is difficult for large vehicles to get in. The basic conditions here are so poor that no one is willing to come to the village to invest and develop industries. The county and township only provide some subsidies every year, which is a drop in the bucket."

"If you want to get rich, build the road first, but you haven't thought of a way to build the road first." Chen Shanhe said from the side.

He majored in finance at university and is familiar with the basics of economic development.

"Building roads is easier said than done. I have asked someone to estimate before. If we build a road here, it will cost an average of 20 yuan per kilometer. There is an eight-kilometer road from the village to the countryside. It is roughly estimated that it will cost 160 million yuan. How can we have that much money? Ah." Wang Defu smiled bitterly.

"Can't we find a solution from the township or county?" Chen Shanhe asked again.

"Shanhe, the annual fiscal revenue of a township here is only 300 to [-] million yuan. How is it possible for the township to spend more than half of the year's fiscal revenue to build roads for a village." Li An spread knowledge to Chen Shanhe, a novice.

"How about applying to the county? The county must have money." Chen Shanhe still felt that he could think of a way.

"County? Yangdong County is originally a poor county. The annual income is only more than 2 million, but the expenditure is close to [-] million. It has to rely on fiscal transfer payments from the province every year to barely survive. How can it be possible to have money for the village? Build roads.”

Li An was very clear about government affairs, so he explained everything in detail.

"This...is there no other way?" Chen Shanhe's ambitions when he first went to the countryside had been knocked out in half.

Seeing his friend's discouraged look, Li An felt that he could no longer undermine his confidence, so he decided to give him some motivation.

"Last time I heard that the country has started to launch the road project in every village. I think it won't be too far away when every village will be connected to a road."

"Ah! Really? Cadre Li." The first person to become happy was Wang Defu. He looked a little excited and said: "If the village is connected to a road, the life of the villagers will be much better."

"Of course this is true. This project is originally a national key project and is for the benefit of the people." Li An nodded and replied.

The three of them walked and chatted all the way and unknowingly arrived at the first poor household they visited today - Wu Xiaoxian's home.

In a mountain col, a dilapidated hut appeared in front of everyone.

If the house of Uncle Liu's house where Chen Shanhe stayed was considered shabby, this house could be said to be completely shabby.

The house is very small, with only one window and one door. The earthen walls have been cracked in many places, and the thatch on the roof is also somewhat incomplete.

The door was open, and there must be someone at home, but it was so dark inside that it was difficult to see what was going on inside.

"Auntie, are you at home?" Wang Defu shouted at the door.

"No!" (Who!)

An old woman's voice came from inside the house, and then after a burst of noise, an old woman with a wrinkled face walked out of it.

She squinted her eyes to identify them and then said: "Oh, it's Defu here." After seeing Li An and Chen Shanhe behind Wang Defu, she asked doubtfully: "Who are these two young students?"

"Mother, these two are cadres sent from above. They came here specifically for a visit this time." Wang Defu leaned into the woman's ear and spoke loudly.

"He's a cadre from the city. Come in and sit down quickly." The woman greeted Li An and the two of them.

Walking into the house, the space inside is very small. There is a wooden table for eating, a wooden cabinet and nothing else. The ground is also uneven soil, but it has been stepped on very smooth.

"This is Wu Xiaoxian's home. This is his wife Wang Guifen. We all call her Wang Auntie." Wang Defu introduced the woman first, and then went into the back room.

"Wu Xiaoxian is in the back room. He was paralyzed in bed after suffering a stroke two years ago."

After hearing Wang Defu's introduction, Li An and Chen Shanhe walked to the back room, but as soon as they entered, an unpleasant smell hit their faces.

It has a strong smell of Chinese medicine and a pungent smell of urine, which makes you want to vomit.

Li An endured the discomfort in his stomach and walked in.

The small room was dark, damp, and smelled pungent.

An old man with white hair lay on a double bed, covered with a thin quilt. He was motionless, only his eyes kept moving.

After seeing the scene inside, Chen Shanhe couldn't help but ask: "Didn't you go to the hospital to check it out?"

At this time, Li An couldn't help but pulled Chen Shanhe and whispered: "Look at their family's situation. Can they afford to go to the hospital for medical treatment?"

"I was rash." When Li An reminded Chen Shanhe, he immediately realized that he had said something wrong and scratched his head in embarrassment.

Li An pulled Chen Shanhe to the open space outside, and Wang Defu followed him out.

The light in the room was a bit dim, and it was not convenient for conversation.

"Director Wang, please tell me about the specific situation of their family." Li An took out a notebook from his backpack and prepared to record it.