Rebirth of the Rising Sun

The convoy finally arrived at Dahu County, half an hour later than expected. The reason was that Feng Sizhe was watching the scenery along the way. The convoy stopped twice. One was next to the bridge. At that time, Feng Sizhe personally built this bridge. At that time, in order to save the county's funds, he also specially transferred people from the city military sub-district. This was one of his achievements in grassroots work and one of the results of military-civilian cooperation. The second place was next to a village. There happened to be villagers walking by here. The convoy stopped and Feng Sizhe chatted with them. When he knew that Dahu County was very determined to implement the relevant policies and guidelines of the Party Central Committee and the people had gained because of it, Feng Sizhe was very happy.

So, when the motorcade stopped at the entrance to Dahu County, Feng Sizhe stepped forward and shook hands with Wang Ming and Jiang Rong as soon as he got out of the car, saying loudly, "Thank you for your hard work, both of you. Dahu County is developing very well, and I am very pleased."

Feng Sizhe praised them as soon as he got off the car, which made Wang Ming and Jiang Rong very happy. The leader's affirmation of their work was one of the best compliments for their work performance. "No, all this is because County Magistrate Feng laid a solid and good foundation." Jiang Rong said with admiration. As the head of a county, the county's economy can be so rapidly developed, and he certainly has made a great contribution. But in fact, he knows that after he took over the position of county magistrate, Dahu County is the best among nearby counties in terms of infrastructure, related industries, and even roads. With these good foundations, it is naturally easier to do anything with half the effort.

"Hey, Lao Jiang, now you should call Secretary Feng." Wang Ming hurriedly corrected the wrong word.

"No problem, no problem. The title of county magistrate sounds very comfortable to me, haha. Come, I want to shake hands with the cadres of Dahu County. You have worked hard." Feng Sizhe was in a better mood at the moment than in Yongyang City. It is said that one is afraid of hometown when close to home. On the way to Dahu County, he was really worried that the development here would not be good. If so, how would he feel? No matter what, he had worked here before, and the poor development here was also due to him. But what he saw along the way made him very happy. Dahu County did develop well. At least in comparison, various development indicators have been the best in several nearby counties, which is enough to make him proud.

As Feng Sizhe was in a good mood, other members of the county committee came forward and shook hands with Feng Sizhe. When it was the turn of a middle-aged man with gray hair, Feng Sizhe recognized him immediately and said, "You are Comrade Wu Yong."

"Yes, County Magistrate Feng still remembers me?" Wu Yong was obviously very surprised.

At first, Wu Yong was not on the same page with Feng Sizhe, but later, after seeing Feng Sizhe doing practical things, he was moved and became a practical cadre. At that time, he was just a deputy director of the county government office, but now he is one of the county party committee standing committee members and the director of the county party committee office. Although he is still doing the work of serving others, he works diligently and has won everyone's love and recognition. More importantly, Feng Sizhe can recognize him at first sight, which really makes him flattered. Just think about it, Feng Sizhe's current position is so high, and he has to contact so many people every day, but he can still recognize him at first sight in the vast crowd, which is enough to make him proud.

"Haha, how could I not remember? I have always remembered the name of this great military strategist of Liangshan Marsh. Haha, now he is a member of the county party committee standing committee. That's great. He has developed very well." Feng Sizhe held Wu Yong's hand and said with a smile.

Everyone laughed when Feng Sizhe said this. Wu Yong had been the director of the county party committee office for seven years and should have changed his job long ago, given his age and qualifications. Many people had always said that he should go to the county people's congress, but now with Secretary Feng's words, it seemed that not only would he not be idle, but he might even be promoted to a higher level.

The crowd surrounded Feng Sizhe and walked into the Dahu County Party Committee compound, where he gave a work report in the conference room. Hearing that Dahu County had become a very famous tourist county in Zhongzhou Province, Feng Sizhe was extremely happy and immediately went to see the most famous Dahu in the county.

Accompanied by several key leaders, Feng Sizhe came to the big lake in the center of the county. Looking at the blue sky, clear water, green grass and fresh air, he praised the comrades who made outstanding contributions to this matter with emotion. "I still remember that when I left, the water here was very muddy and the surrounding environment was very poor. It was really not beautiful. Now look at it, it is really beautiful."

"Yes, the beauty here is entirely due to Comrade Zhao Ling. When she was working in Dahu County, she did a lot of work in this regard. Thanks to her efforts, this place was finally successfully managed and the river water is clear. Now at night, many county residents come here to play, and some people even exercise nearby. It really is a beautiful scene that reflects a peaceful and prosperous age." Li Yiage, deputy secretary of the Yongyang Municipal Party Committee, who was standing nearby, praised the scenery here.

"Oh, then I really have to thank Comrade Zhao Ling. You have made an immortal contribution to the development here. When I was working here, I also thought about this, but I couldn't do it for various reasons. Its only contribution at that time was to resist floods. If it weren't for this big lake, Dahu County would have been in danger during the flood that year." After hearing this, Feng Sizhe looked at Zhao Ling, the executive vice mayor of Yongyang City, in the crowd, his mouth full of memories and admiration.

"Secretary Feng praised me. This is what I should do. I also believe that this is what the people and cadres want," Zhao Ling said modestly. As a municipal cadre, she was obviously very happy to receive praise and commendation from Feng Sizhe.

After leaving Dahu, according to the request made by Feng Sizhe, the group of cars came to Wangge Village, Huodian Township, Dahu County.

Today's Wangge Village is completely different from what it used to be because of the establishment of Xiarui Arts and Crafts Co., Ltd., which is based on the women of Wangge Village. Now, because they have become rich first, not only has the size of the village expanded more than three times, but small buildings are also everywhere in the village, which is not surprising at all.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the Xida River, which still stands on the west side of the village. The difference is that some small buildings have been built around the river. It is said that some superstitious villagers said that the feng shui here is good. Ever since County Magistrate Feng led everyone to fight floods here, this place has become rich, so naturally many people built buildings nearby, intending to get some blessings.

Feng Sizhe just smiled and denied these statements. Some things are just legends. Since everyone said so, he couldn't say anything. As long as the people were stable and united, he would let them be.

In Wangge Village, Feng Sizhe visited the old village party secretary Wang Wei and the old village chief Wang Xiaotian. Now the two have retired, but their prestige in the village is still very high. If the superiors want to implement any policy here, they will probably do it. That night, Feng Sizhe did not return to the room arranged by the county party committee, but stayed at Wang Ruihua's parents' home.

Wu Yong, director of the county party committee office, was a little embarrassed about Feng Sizhe's decision. He was afraid that the bad environment here would make Feng Sizhe feel wronged. But Secretary Feng did not change his mind and insisted on living here. Of course, the other cadres of the Zhuangcheng Municipal Party Committee who came with him naturally returned to Dahu County under the leadership of Han Mo, secretary general of the municipal party committee. The conditions here were limited and so many people could not live here.

Feng Sizhe had made up his mind, so naturally others could not say anything. Luo Jinlong, secretary of the Political and Legal Committee of Yongyang City, had to arrange some police officers in the village to be responsible for Feng Sizhe's safety. Then he also settled down among the villagers nearby. Others could return to the county, but he, as the leader of the security, could not leave.

Feng Sizhe's arrival scared Wang Tianpei and Yu Aiying. Although they had vaguely heard from their eldest son Wang Fanghua that he had always served Feng Sizhe, that was just his son's words and had not been confirmed. So they did not particularly believe it. But now, looking at Feng Sizhe, this legendary high-ranking cadre was going to stay at their house tonight, they were still somewhat uneasy.

Wang Tianpei's family has become rich thanks to the good policies of the Party in recent years. In addition, his son and daughter earn a lot and send money home from time to time, so his family lives a good life and has built a two-story Western-style house. Now Feng Sizhe is arranged to live in the room on the second floor facing the sun, which is the best room here.

Also arranged to live here were the driver Li Shuang and the secretary Liu Fei. Although there was still space here, Feng Sizhe refused to allow more people to move in. He didn't want too many people to disturb the place because he came here this time because he had something to say to the two elders of the Wang family.

The night in July was still quite cool, with a slight breeze blowing through the courtyard, making people feel very comfortable. Feng Sizhe moved a stool and sat opposite Gu Wang Tianpei and Yu Aiying.

Li Shuang and Liu Fei had been standing at the gate of the courtyard for a long time. The boss had just said that he had something to say to the two elders of the Wang family, so the two of them tactfully left the courtyard to guard the gate. In fact, they vaguely knew in their hearts what the boss wanted to talk about, but as subordinates, they were not allowed to ask about things that they did not want to know, which was also one of the rules of confidentiality.

When there were only three people in the courtyard, Feng Sizhe moved the stool under his buttocks, suddenly knelt on his knees, and knelt down towards Wang Tianpei and Yu Aiying, "Dad, Mom."

Feng Sizhe's behavior really scared the two elders of the Wang family. They had no idea what was going on. All they knew was that their eldest son seemed to be serving the person in front of him, but this did not require such a big courtesy and they changed their words to call them mom and dad.

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