Chapter 86 They all want to live in poverty

In fact, Ma Mingyi's purpose is very simple. Let Zhu Daidong agree to the conditions for Dashan to pay more than 200 farmers. Although Dashan Village does not have this condition, there is no condition to create conditions. If you can't create conditions, you should also ask Zhu Daidong to provide him with conditions. If you can't convince Zhu Daidong at the wine table, it's also good to persuade him to drink more glasses and say a few words.

Only Zhu Daidong said something he didn't know, and Ma Mingyi had a reason to pester him. Originally, Ma Mingyi still had two bottles of Xixing wine in his family, and there were several cans of self-brewed rice wine at home, but he didn't take them, but brought a few bottles of old white dried wine produced by Shuling Winery.

Li Shun has two catties of white wine, and Ma Mingyi can also drink about one catty. As long as the two of them talk about some strategies, it is enough to make Zhu Daidong drink three catties of old white dry. Even if Zhu Daidong can drink it, he can't drink three catties of white wine at a time.

This is Ma Mingyi's trick. He just has a whole sheep banquet and drinks old white work. This is definitely a kind of ** that people can't refuse. Over the years, in order to strive for more relief and poverty alleviation funds, Ma Mingyi has repeatedly used this move, almost a hundred trials and bullets.

Although Li Shun is very stubborn and does not like the cadres in the village, if it is for the benefit of the village, Li Shun can listen to the village's arrangement. In the past, the village needed to use his identity as the "loveliest person" when fighting for the above funds, and he was also very cooperative. Even if he scolds his mother behind his back, on the surface, he will still be grateful for the care of the leaders from above. This time, Ma Mingyi also wanted to use his drinking capacity to convince Zhu Daidong.

But this time, Ma Mingyi's idea was obviously wrong. At the beginning, Zhu Daidong drank a bottle of Lao Baigan in the three of them and didn't want to drink any more. In the afternoon, he had to go back to his hometown. However, Ma Mingyi and Li Shun tried their best to persuade him, especially Li Shun. If he really wants to show the qualifications of the old party member, Zhu Daidong really can't stop giving him face.

When Ma Mingyi went to open the seventh bottle of Lao Bai Gan, his hands had trembled a little. He knew that he had reached the measure, and Li Shun, his turbid old eyes were full of blood, and it seemed that he had also reached the warning line. But what about the head of Zhu? His eyes are still so bright, like a pair of light bulbs in the dim light.

"Ma Zhishu, I think that's all for today. I have to go back. Next time I have a chance to come to Dashan Village for a drink." Zhu Daidong now knows Ma Mingyi's intention, and he is also very sympathetic to the situation in Dashan Village, but, as he said, he can't eat a fat man in one bite. He can find a way for the big mountain village, but he can't use the form of a farmer.

"Little... Zhu... township head, drink to the full, Xiao Mingzi, pour the wine, pour the wine." Li Shun didn't do it. He was already two bottles of wine, and his strength came up. Zhu Daidong drank three bottles of old white dry. When he was young, it was okay to drink four or five catties of white wine at most. Therefore, he was very unconvinced with Zhu Daidong, who drank three bottles of old white dry.

"Uncle Li, drinking too much hurts my body. Forget it today. I'm already having a good time." Zhu Daidong smiled. Li Shun was almost seventy years old. He had beaten the Kuomintang and beat the American devils. If something happened because of drinking with him, Zhu Daidong could not bear this responsibility.

"Well, next time you come again, I must have another drink with you." Li Shun may be disdainful of Zhu Dai's lying on firewood who has just entered the village, but he admires Zhu Daidong on the wine table very much. Drinking pays attention to strength, which cannot be faked.

"Zhu Xiangchang, I'll see you off." Ma Mingyi looked at Zhu Daidong, who spoke calmly and had steady steps, and smiled bitterly in his heart. Zhu Daidong not only adhered to the principle, but also drank a lot. His purpose today has not been achieved.

"Forget it. I know the way. You can stay and rest for a while." Zhu Daidong saw that Ma Mingyi was almost unsteady, and smiled gently.

As soon as Zhu Daidong walked out of Ma Mingyi, he heard Ma Mingyi's purring, and Li Shun, who had to pour wine, also lay on the table. Both of them were just holding on. Now as soon as the protagonist left, they could no longer hold on.

Walking in the big mountain village, looking around, there are all stone houses. If there are any resources in the big mountain village, there is only one kind, stone. Although the mountain village is surrounded by mountains, there are no trees, only grass, and not much land. It's a miracle that Dashan Village has been able to starve to death for decades.

The regular residents of Dashan Village are mainly the elderly, women and children. Zhu Daidong walked slowly in the village, and the voices of the villagers talking came from time to time. Zhu Daidong found that the best way to know a place is to quietly listen to the residents there. He can hear a lot of news he wants to know from here. For example, what to eat tonight or pickles? A lot of information can be heard from the word "still".

When he was about to reach the entrance of the village, Zhu Daidong even heard his own news, and he was talking about him in the house of the family where he put the motorcycle.

"Mom, I'll go back to my mother's house in the afternoon."

"Oh, I'm going to mow the sheep in the afternoon, and the villager Zhu's motorcycle is still in our house."

"The head of Zhu is eating at Secretary Ma's house. It's not so easy to go back. Even if you cut the grass back, the head of Zhu may not come to get the motorcycle."

"That won't work. If the head of Zhu comes, it's not good to lock the door at home. You go back to your mother's house first. I'll wait for the head of Zhu."

"Mom, the head of Zhu is not a big man. Why do you have to wait for him at home?"

"You don't know that the head of Zhu is in charge of the township farm, and Secretary Ma said that whether the people in our village can be a farmer depends on the head of Zhu."

"He looks so young, can he have such power?"

"Why not? He made Houjiatang's tofu factory. The people of Houjiatang can get rich this year."

The reputation of the tofu factory has spread to Dashan Village. When Zhu Daidong heard the conversation between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, he was also full of emotion. The mother-in-law's envy for the tofu factory was beyond words. Everyone wants to change their destiny and yearns for a good life. This idea itself is not wrong. If they can achieve their wishes, they will not be regarded as the deputy village head in vain.

After taking the motorcycle, Zhu Daidong returned to the countryside. In fact, whether it was Dashan Village, Jinsha Village or Houjiatang Village, he wanted to change his fate and improve his living conditions. It's just that Houjiatang Village was the first to seize the opportunity, and now, Dashan Village is also eager to change the face of poverty and backwardness. Zhu Daidong feels that the burden on his shoulders seems to be getting heavier and heavier.