476 Soldier 1

For Lin Long's residence, the village has a subsidy for Liu Daxing, 50 yuan a day. Liu Daxing is naturally very happy. He regards Lin Long as a guest and serves everything carefully everywhere. Lin Long told him to be unrestrained and to change his family.

Liu Daxing smiled, and Lin Long rudely ate at his house. He went for a walk outside the village to see the terrain and situation, and then came back to bed.

The next morning, when Lin Long got up to wash his face and rinse his mouth, Liu Dachun's wife, Da Taozi, was sitting in front of the spinning wheel and buzzing around the handlebars, with a white-sized white thread on the ingot. Liu Dachun's old mother had already got up and swayed the spinning wheel on the kang in the inner house where she lived alone.

Liu Dachun, the head of the household, sat on a back chair at home, drinking deep tea and smoking a hooka bag wrapped in a bamboo tube. In the room, the humming sound of the two spinning cars connected with each other and coincided with each other. This sound sounded intermittently, permeating the calm and harmonious atmosphere to every corner of the courtyard. Lin Long was immersed in this ancient, fresh and lively music, and his muscles and bones and blood bulged, as if he were a soldier on an expedition.

Liu Dachun's 17-year-old son Xiaoqi packed up the plows and ropes in the cow pen, took out the buffalo from the cow pen and tied it to the stone pillar in the yard, strode into the courtyard and loudly asked about the sowing seeds. Liu Dachun came out of the inner room: "Drink some water first and drink more water before going out." Tang Xiaoqi stood in the courtyard and said that he didn't drink it, and still asked about the proportion of wheat and peas, 28 or 37?

Liu Dachun said, "This land is planted with cash crops, not the cabbage and carrots as before. Don't worry about the seeds. I'll take them." With that, he spit out a puff of smoke, blew the ashes in the hookah, put down the hookah pot, drank the last cup of tea, and walked out of the street door and entered the cow. Liu Xiaoqi took off the buffalo and put on a plow stick. Liu Dachun carried a heavy iron-toothed rake, holding a shovel and a bamboo broom under his arm.

Lin Long hurried forward and helped Liu Dachun take over the broom in his hand. Liu Dachun asked him to take it, and he insisted on helping a favor.

Liu Xiaoqi looked at them and stared at his father and asked, "What are you doing with the broom?" Liu Dachun didn't explain: "It's useful to take it." Xiaoqi stopped asking. Lin Long followed their father and son through the streets, walked out of the village, and walked down the beach. The buffalo dragged the empty plow on the dirt road in the field and came to their house's tobacco-grown land.

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In the planning bureau, Tang Jing is at the beginning of a nightmare. Tang Jing wanted to suppress Zhou Jiahui's creative group, but she was suppressed. His elite soldiers were already his confidants, but Gao Dehua and Liu Baizhi are not in a good mental state now. They still followed Tang Jing and still hope for a good momentum, but now Tang Jing was restrained everywhere in the district, and his methods were despicable. Even a baseless temporary worker like Lin Long had to be suppressed. What's more ridiculous, he couldn't be suppressed, but he was beaten by Lin Long and swallowed up the responsibility of manipulation behind the scenes.

Although Chuangwei Chuangwen was barely completed for the time being under the arrangement of Zhuang Shengli in the first quarter, Tang Jing's dilemma has not passed, because in the next stage, the two groups of Chuangwen Chuangwei will be fully launched, and the performance requirements and data will be higher. Tang Jing does not have district support, and she runs two towns and one person to do things. Not enough, the only few original confidants did not have the will to fight, which seemed to mean that he had just put off his death sentence for a few more months.

In addition to internal worries, Tang Jing also has external problems.

Zhou Jiahui took advantage of Tang Jing's disadvantage and moved around with Chen Wen, executive deputy head of Yinhua District, and asked for the liquidation of Tang Jing. Tang Jing's bad deeds over the years are listed in the secret newspaper. From the original internal struggle to the recent internal gang, chaos, suppression of subordinates, etc., Tang Jing is depicted as a black sheep of the planning bureau, which must be eliminated.

This secret report has attracted great attention from the Yinhua District and district governments. Generally speaking, the district is more tolerant of the leaders of subordinate bureaus. Unless something that damages the interests of the district is greatly damaged, or is greatly received by the opinions of the masses, it will not be easily replaced.

But Zhou Jiahui, as a bureau-level senior in the division, can't ignore his opinions. The district held bureau-level meetings for several days in a row, and Deputy District Chief Chen Wen demanded that Tang Jing be removed immediately to boost the morale of the Planning Bureau; Zhuang Shengli objected. Chen Wen and Zhuang Shengli are very infighting. Generally, Zhuang Shengli will not support what Chen Wen supports.

The two sides can't argue, and the bureau-level meeting can't be decided. They can only ask the city for instructions and ask Zhou Ping, the secretary of the municipal party committee, directly, to ask Tang Jing how to deal with this person? Zhou Ping did not make a final sound or say bad things about Tang Jing. Instead, he believed that Tang Jing had served in the Planning Bureau for many years and had a foundation and contribution. If it is directly withdrawn, it seems that the area is too impathetic. The instruction district gives Tang Jing another chance. This instruction slightly eased Zhuang Shengli's nervous mood, and he thought that Zhou Ping still gave him face, and secretly added a handful of oil in his heart.

With the spirit of Secretary Zhou's instructions, the senior management of Yinhua District can't say too much. Finally, according to the spirit of Secretary Zhou's decision, Tang Jing must normally complete the health creation performance indicators in the second half of the year, otherwise she will no longer hold a bureau-level position.

Zhou Ping's instructions and the resolution of the district bureau-level meeting were sent back to the planning bureau, scaring Tang Jing to death. This was the most dangerous crisis in his official career. If it hadn't been for the fact that Secretary Zhou was still nostalgic and directly stood up to help him say a few words and proposed to solve and give him the last chance, Tang Jing would have been really dealt with by Zhou Jiahui this time and kicked out of the district directly.

But the question is, how can the performance and performance indicators of Chuangwen surpass the Chuangwei Group in the next stage? The elite Ma and most of the support forces are in Zhou Jiahui's department. Even the subordinates and departments in the district have the strength of the creative group. Gao Dehua and Liu Baizhi in their own creative health group have also changed their tone. They are against him. Xu Chaowei and others are people on his side, but he dares not use Xu Chaowei and use Xu to represent him on behalf of Tang. Jing raised his power and gave up his position to Xu in advance. He has always been on guard against Xu Chaowei.

According to the current situation, it is good that the performance of the Chuangwei Group in the next stage can equal the performance of the Chuangwen Group. Only the Chuangwen Group not only makes great efforts in the urban area, but also sends more people to settle in the construction of new rural areas. If it makes some achievements. In the same way, the creation and health group, let alone the creation group quickly. Even if Tang Jing is lucky in the next stage, she can achieve three achievements in the second half of the year. Even if she is lucky, the quality of the district residents in two towns can be greatly improved, and her health awareness will catch up with Hong Kong people, Shanghai people and so on, but it is rare to catch up with the creative group.

Tang Jing is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. She opens and closes the door every day. She can't wait to beat her men with a whip and let them work hard.

Although Zhou Jiahui didn't win a hit, he was not in a hurry, and the effect of cutting people with a soft knife was even better. When Tang Jing desperately forced his people to achieve performance, Zhou Jiahui quietly dug a corner and little mobilized Tang Jing's people and the counterparts of the two towns to change the direction, came to the creative group, and promised various benefits.

This trick is particularly useful. If it's just Tang Jing's drive out of Yinhua District and let him finish class, it's also a hammer deal. But it's too painful for Tang Jing to live and die in such a slow torture. Zhou Jiahui's excitement is getting stronger and stronger.

According to Lin Long's report, he suggested that the district promote flue-cured tobacco cultivation in the suburbs of Yinhua, which is an important indicator for increasing farmers' income in the construction of new rural areas. Moreover, Lin Long vigorously promoted Liu Dachun as the instructor of roast tobacco planting in Longwang Village, because he felt that Liu Dachun was too good at growing this thing.

That day, Lin Long followed Liu Dachun to the ground,

The buffalo dragged the plough stick and stepped into his own land. Liu Xiaoqi inserted the plough into the land and turned around and asked, "What kind of medicine?" I haven't planted it. What do you think? Liu Dachun told him that he still needs to plough like wheat, and the seeds slip down a large plow or two small plows, and it is like planting grain. In order to sow evenly, it is necessary to sow the seeds with fine soil into fine sand, because the seeds are too small. Liu Xiaoqi drank water and steak. A plow is close to a plow, which is finer than the ridges and ditch of wheat. Liu Dachun looked at the cultivated soil and changed his mind: "Plow it first, then rake it again, break the dead mud, and then open a ditch and sow it. It can't be planted like this now. After flooding and stepping on the harvest in summer and autumn, the sticky yellow mud land is seriously crushed, and large pieces of dead mud are turned out on the plow, and the small seeds are covered in the soil layer without breaking the mud. Liu Xiaoqi couldn't help asking, "What kind of medicinal materials are more delicate than wheat?" Liu Dachun said, "Roasted cigarettes." Liu Dachun said that the flue-cured tobacco is as plain as wheat-wrapped grain or peas. Liu Xiaoqi is no longer there. He is not surprised that he doesn't know how to smoke. He can't even remember ten names of hundreds of traditional Chinese medicine. He thinks that smoking is just a kind of traditional Chinese medicine, or it is a little valuable and scarce.

The sun rose to the top of the Dragon King Village and the pole was high. After ploughing more than an acre of land, he took off the plow and put on an iron tooth rake. Liu Dachun pulled two ropes and shouted the buffalo rake and grinded it over, and the ground became flat and loose. Liu Xiaoqi untied the rake and put on a plow rod, and sowed trenches on the ground. Liu Dachun followed Liu Xiaoqi's buttocks to slide down the seeds mixed with fine soil, and then dragged them along the plow of the seeds with a long-handled broom, covering the small and delicate tobacco seeds with a thin layer of soil.

At this time, many men working in the field stood far and near to see the strange behavior of the master and servant. How did they sweep into the ditch with the broom that swept the yard? Crohan was very interested in these things and came to see what Liu Dachun was doing. They squatted on the ground, pinched the soil, carefully picked up a few seeds that had just slipped into the ridge, twisted them in the palm of their hands, and rubbed them with their fingers. The small seeds were twisted and cleaned up the soil, shiny, like black and purple gems. They asked curiously, "Liu Dachun, what crops do you grow?" Liu Dachun said plainly, "Pharmaceuticals." They also asked, "What medicinal herbs?" Liu Dachun still said like when talking about wheat and grain, "Roasted smoke!"

Looking at these, Lin Long was stunned. He thought that there were planting talents from Liu Dachun in Longwang Village. It is strange that the village is not rich. At the same time, only when the village is rich can the performance of new rural construction be said to be effective and valuable.

With the solid development of the work of Lin Long's creative group, Tang Jing's brain was stimulated by Zhou Jiahui's graphic performance charts.

Just as Tang Jing was about to stand it and considered whether to go to Zhuang Shengli to show her willingness to raise a white flag to the creative group to surrender in advance, Zhang Zifeng suddenly knocked on the office and claimed to be able to help.

Tang Jing has thought about all the ways for a long time. How could she believe Zhang Zifeng? She thought that he was bought by Zhou Jiahui, and then came to inquire about the news. She said, "Don't worry, you have done something for me. Now you have turned to Zhou Jiahui too much and I won't be embarrassed. Although I will gradually dilute my leading role in the bureau, Yes, as long as I'm in the bureau for a day, I'm still Tang Jing. I'll try my best to help you. Anyway, the people who have followed me won't suffer. Don't want Zhou Jiahui to take advantage of me anymore.

Zhang Zifeng laughed and said, "Tang Bureau, you have been rolling in officialdom for many years and gave up so easily? It doesn't look like your personality.

Tang Jing said, "The general trend has gone. Now Zhou Jiahui is taking the lead everywhere. I want no one to rely on, and my backer has also been forced to retreat three steps by them. I can't fight."

Zhang Zifeng said, "People are grass on the wall, and there will be backers at any time, but Tang Bureau has lost confidence, which is the most deadly."

Tang Jing said, "It's useless to say anything else. If the next stage of Chuangwei's performance alone wants to surpass the creative group, it will be fatal. Zhang Zifeng, you have also come to our Planning Bureau for more than half a year. No one has seen it, and your uncle Huang Bureau has also heard and witnessed a lot. Do you think this matter can be saved in this situation?

Zhang Zifeng said, "From the perspective of the current situation that only relies on you in the bureau, and then the township is not united, it is impossible to complete it."

Tang Jing said, "No, the performance competition of Chuangwei just passed the last quarter has killed me. It's hard to catch up, catch up, and invite Boss Zhuang to come forward. The next stage of performance evaluation is to calculate the first season and the next season together, and it is impossible to squeeze me out and surpass the creative group. If you say I'm embarrassed here, it's better to bow your head and admit defeat earlier.

Feng dizzy waved his hand: "Tang Ju, I'm not in a hurry to draw a conclusion. I have a plan here. If you use it, you can complete the indicator that the performance of Chuangwei exceeds the performance of Chuangwen. At that time, not to mention that Zhou Jiahui can't win you, he has to look in your face if he wants to protect himself.

Tang Jing's eyes widened and quickly invited Zhang Zifeng to the sofa: "Xiaofeng, you can't fool me. Lao Tang, I'm a tiger today. If you want to play with me again, it's boring."

Zhang Zifeng said, "You are my most respected boss. How can I lie to you? It's just that you are in the Tang Bureau, and the authorities are fascinated by it. You can't see any way to live."

Tang Jing said, "Come on."

Zhang Zifeng sold the key: "What do you think is Zhou Jiahui's reason for you?"

Tang Jing said, "Isn't it because of the resentment with him in the past? It's just the nausea in his heart. Anyway, it's my natural enemy!"

Zhang Zifeng said, "If you think so, this matter will be hopeless. Only by thinking higher can things turn around."

Tang Jing didn't know: "Think higher?"

Zhang Zifeng said, "This matter is no longer something that Zhou Jiahui and you can decide, but a high-level event. If it's just a struggle between you, then the victory or defeat is divided, but the victory or defeat between the senior officials is not clear.

Tang Jing stayed for more than ten seconds and slapped her thigh. I understood.

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Tang Jing's plan is quietly dense, and no one knows.

Lin Long has been staying in Longwang Village for ten days. For ten days, he followed Liu Dachun to go deep into the fields and constantly observe and understand the growth situation of tobacco in Longwang Village.

After about ten days, a small green life emerged in the furrows filled with brooms, appearing in the eyes of the owner with shyness and pseudo-weakness. It also made the farmers in Longwang Village see the flue-cured tobacco. Well! Is the flue-cured tobacco like this?

"Hmm! Like mustard, but also like rapeseed. Farmers' metaphors of crops are always appropriate, but the seedlings of flue-cured tobacco are almost the same as the seedlings of mustard that choke people's nasal membrane. If Liu Xiaochun told those farmers' friends who didn't know how to smoke, they would definitely fall into shock and never compare with some rotten mustard again. In order to prevent the roasted tobacco seedlings from being frozen by the morning dew, Liu Dachun and Liu Xiaoqi used an ox cart to pull a cart of wheat straw and sprinkle them into the furrows, covering the small seedlings.

In less than a month, the flue smoke stretched quickly, the leaves expanded and spread, and then began to pull out branches, more like the shape of mustard or rapeseed; it was not until it bloomed that the essential difference from the latter appeared. Rapeseed and mustard are common golden yellow flowers, while the leaves of flue-cured tobacco are large and can produce beautiful flowers.

At that time, Liu Dachun, his son Liu Xiaoqi, and the old mother who rarely went to the ground, even came to the ground with a rather bulky wife with a second child and began to collect expanded leaves. The people of Longwang Village have never been familiar with flue cigarettes and asked, "Is this thing valuable?"

Liu Dachun said in mysterious words: "This is a flue-cured tobacco. Flue-cured tobacco is flue-cured tobacco. Cash crops!"

Liu Dachun told Lin Long that the tobacco leaves of the cigarette factory in the city have always come from other places. After he went to the tobacco factory to learn about it, he went to the place where he bought the tobacco leaves and got this bag of roast tobacco seeds at the price. Liu Dachun said that when he went to Hankou in Shangzhou at the beginning of the year, he spent yellow goods to get this bag of roasted cigarette seeds. He said that the climate in the mountains was too cold, and the roasted tobacco seedlings could not withstand the severe cold of ice and snow, and the climate in Longwang Village outside was just right.