Song Jiacai was even more proud, spitting on the ground, turned around and walked slowly, and said, "Have a meeting, have a bird meeting, go home for dinner! If you have time to listen to your bullshit, it's better to go home and listen to the radio!"

Song Rengui also got up and followed his nephew.

Zheng Huailiang's face turned dark and he wanted to have an attack, but in the end he held it back.

He is not Wang Xiang, and without Wang Xiang's body and strength, he cannot beat Song Jiacai's uncle and nephew here.

Moreover, Zheng Huailiang has always been a warm and slutty person, and he has no hurry, nor is he the kind of person who fights with disagreement.

Wang Xiang knew Zheng Huailiang's embarrassment and waved: "The secretary continued, just don't pay attention to Song Jiacai. This thing is a dog, and you will take a bite when you see it!"

The villagers also agreed: "Yes, yes, let's continue the meeting!"

In fact, no one was interested in listening to Zheng Huailiang's long discussion here, and letting him continue the meeting, which was purely comforting and giving him face.

Zheng Huailiang shook his head and waved his hand, "Today's meeting will end here. It won't be delayed for everyone's time. It's all over."

He also saw the attitude of the villagers. Everyone was stubborn and didn't listen to his words at all! No matter how good he said, he was always playing the piano to the cow.

Since that's the case, still say something?

If you are poor, just be poor. Anyway, everyone will eat their own food, and no one dares to go to Zheng Huailiang's house to grab food!

Moreover, the spirit of the meeting that Zheng Huailiang wants to convey, that is, the above two points, has been finished.

Originally, Zheng Huailiang wanted to give some specific suggestions based on the current situation of Dongwan Village.

But Zheng Huailiang had the idea of ​​being humiliated in person by Song Jiacai?

The villagers dispersed with laughter.

It was already dusk and it was getting dark.

Zheng Huailiang went to the back of Zhenhua's house to use the toilet.

Zhao Chenghai pulled his wife Cuihong and whispered: "Fuck, cook some food and leave Zheng Huailiang for dinner."

"What? Let Secretary Zheng have supper?" Cuihong suspected that she had heard it wrong.

You know, Zhao Chenghai has always been stingy and is famous for being stingy. Every copper plate is strung on the ribs, and he has never been left to eat for no reason!

Zhao Chenghai nodded and said, "By the way, call Wang Xiang, Liu Zhigao, and... Qi Lei, kill a chicken, cook a few dishes, have a glass of wine and chat."

Zhao Chenghai still owe a favor to Wang Xiang and Liu Zhigao, and he just happened to pay it back tonight.

"Oh." Cuihong nodded, asked Qi Lei to catch the chicken and slaughter it, and ordered Zhenhua to invite Wang Xiang and Liu Zhigao.

It happened that Zheng Huailiang came from behind the house. Hearing Cuihong's words, he hurriedly waved: "Sister-in-law Cuihong, I'm leaving now. If you don't eat here, don't worry!"

Zheng Huailiang has been serving as village party secretary for only one or two years. He is quite decent and not the kind of person who is greedy and good at drinking.

He also knew the hardships of rural people and was unwilling to let Zhao Chenghai spend money.

Zhao Chenghai grabbed Zheng Huailiang's arm: "Secretary, don't leave, let's have a good drink tonight!"

Cuihong also smiled and said, "Why, our small temple can't keep the secretary and this great Bodhisattva? No food, that's all, you just have a glass of bad wine, you guys talk!"

Zhenhua also said: "Yes, Secretary Zheng, what you said just now makes sense, I still want to hear it."

Zhenhua is not lying to this sentence.

Zheng Huailiang's words were interrupted by Song Jiacai just now. Zhenhua couldn't hear it and felt very unhappy with Song Jiacai.

Zheng Huailiang's eyes shone, as if he had met a soulmate, nodded and said, "Okay, just for Zhenhua's words, I will stay for dinner tonight, and hold a meeting for you and Qi Lei alone, and talk about the construction of Dongwan Village after getting rid of poverty and becoming rich!"

Zhenhua nodded and went out to invite Wang Xiang and Liu Zhigao.

In a short while, Wang Xiang and Liu Zhigao both came and thanked him happily.

Cuihong was quick-witted and gave her a plate of peanuts and a plate of stir-frying dishes. She cut three salted duck eggs for everyone to drink first.

After three rounds of drinking, Qi Lei was both big and young, and he made fun of Zheng Huailiang: "Secretary, let's talk while drinking. Tell us about getting rid of poverty and becoming rich and building Dongwan Village. Our hometown is too poor. Look at talents like Zhenhua and I, I can't even ask for my wife! If I were born in southern Jiangsu, I would have children now!"

Wang Xiang and Liu Zhigao both laughed and cursed: "You kid are really shameless!"

Zheng Huailiang believed it, and felt enlightened, and waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's continue what we had just held the meeting."

Zhenhua put down his chopsticks and listened attentively.

"First of all, it's about emancipating the mind and changing the concept. Our Dongwan Village, even the entire county, is the same, and the thoughts are too conservative!" Zheng Huailiang looked at everyone and began another round of speeches:

"As for reform and opening up, we must be more courageous and faster! Let's take the Wang Xiang brothers as an example, killing pigs to do business, and there are losses and profits, right? If you are worried about losses, then don't do business? If you want to try something new and feel the stones, you will definitely fail. If you are worried about failure and dare not try, you will be poor for the rest of your life!"

Wang Xiang and Liu Zhigao both nodded, and Zhao Chenghai also nodded.

However, they still gave face out of politeness and may not agree with Zheng Huailiang's words.

Zhenhua looked at Zheng Huailiang and asked, "Secretary Zheng, do you say that the wheat and rapeseed production in southern Jiangsu are real? The soil is different from ours, right?"

Zheng Huailiang waved his hand and said, "The soil is the same. I have seen it. The output of others is also real and has no moisture!"

Zhenhua frowned: "That's the variety is different. The rapeseed in our hometown produces only more than 100 kilograms per mu."

"Yes, the varieties are different, and the farming techniques are also different! So we need to learn and bring in other people's advanced technologies and excellent varieties!" Zheng Huailiang nodded and said:

"This time, I brought hybrid rapeseed transplanting technology from the south. Today I have a meeting with you and want to talk about this. The rapeseed here is an old variety, and we directly sprinkle rapeseed seeds into the soil and then harvest them by the sky. The south is different. People first raise seedlings, and then plant and transplant them into the fields..."

Hearing this, Wang Xiang and Liu Zhigao both laughed and shook their hands together: "We can't do such a fine thing, we can't do it!"

Zhao Chenghai also smiled and shook his head and said, "It is said that farming is like embroidery. Farming like this is really a skill in embroidery. I can't do it, and I can't do it even if I beat you to death!"

Zheng Huailiang sighed and said:

"So I said, our hometown is extensive farming, and the south is meticulous farming. Why are the south rich and our hometown very poor? This is the root of the difference. You are still old-fashioned and do not learn from other people's experience. This difference will last for the rest of your life! We think about finding ways to work outside and earn money, but we are unwilling to work for ourselves and leave our own fields there. Alas... this is holding a golden rice bowl and going out to beg for food!"

Wang Xiang smiled and said, "You are the secretary, of course you are a little more delicate. We farming men are all big and thick, so we can't get thinner!"

Zheng Huailiang was very disappointed, looked at Zhenhua and Qi Lei and asked, "You two high school students, do you think what I said is right?"

"Secretary, what you said is right. Every sentence is said to me!" Qi Lei slapped the table and stood up, looked at Zhao Zhenhua, and said seriously and passionately:

"Zhenhua, did you hear it? Secretary Zheng instructed us to be more courageous and faster. You must keep in mind Secretary Zheng's highest instructions, actively fall in love, be more courageous and faster, strive to get married at the end of the year, marry the little tailor, and have twins next year!"

"puff--"

Wang Xiang couldn't hold it in his arms, and a sip of wine he had just drunk was sprayed out, making Liu Zhigao's face full of his head.
Chapter completed!