"Hello, is this Liu Jie?"

The call was connected, and Jiang Hengyu spoke in a gentle Mandarin voice.

The voice on the other end of the phone was a little wary and impatient, "Who are you?"

"Hello, Mr. Liu. I am the director of the town committee office of Qianfu Town, Dongjiang County, Jingcheng City. My name is Jiang Hengyu. Do you still remember that you participated in a study tour seven years ago and visited Hushan Village in our town?"

"Oh! Hello!" The voice on the other end of the phone became enthusiastic, "I remember. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"It's like this. After several years of development, Hushan Village has changed a lot. Our town is planning to organize an exchange activity. On behalf of Brother Tieniu and his family, I invite you to come back and have a look. We will have a unified arrangement by then. We can take a bus together from Jincheng and we will cover the transportation, food and lodging."

"Um, let me think about it?"

"Okay. You can give me an email address and I'll send you an official invitation letter from our town."

"Okay, thank you. Please remember this..."

Putting down his phone, he sent a copy of the invitation letter with the electronic seal he had just stamped, then marked a question mark behind the name and picked up the phone again.

"Hello? Is this Jiang Li?"

......

On this day, Jiang Hengyu did basically nothing else but make phone calls.

After a day of contact, he dialed all the phone numbers on the list. Except for four people who changed their numbers or turned off their phones, he was able to contact the remaining fifty or so people.

The whole process was relatively smooth. The only twist was that a few girls, after learning about the situation, asked why it wasn't Senior Brother Huo who invited them. They said they would go if Senior Brother Huo called them, which left Jiang Hengyu at a loss for words.

I thought they were just being naive. How could Senior Brother Huo still be here after so many years? But it turns out that Senior Brother Huo is really here.

I want to say that they are overestimating their own abilities. Senior Brother Huo is already a member of the county party committee, and the other party may not be in the system, so who cares how high your position is?

So Jiang Hengyu could only laugh awkwardly and change the subject. Fortunately, the final result was good, and nearly twenty people were confirmed that day.

As his invitations were sent out one after another, and he mobilized the original villagers to call those who were still hesitating, by the end of February, the final list was finalized. Among the sixty people selected from the one hundred and fifty, thirty-two agreed to come.

Jiang Hengyu was quite dissatisfied with this number, but Huo Qianli thought it was pretty good.

Time flies, and everyone has their own experiences. They are no longer the carefree college students they once were.

Work and life are all full of pressure, and time is no longer free. No one can tell how much weight the emotions of the past still have in today's life. To be honest, Huo Qianli is already very satisfied to have more than 30 people.

He smiled and patted Jiang Hengyu on the shoulder. "And our goal is to use this as an excuse to find a group of people who will sincerely think of a solution for Hushan Village but will not be too picky and pretentious to help test it. Thirty people are enough."

Jiang Hengyu's heart sank. He was so busy pursuing the number of people that he forgot the original purpose.

He secretly woke himself up, and according to this purpose, he reported his next idea to Huo Qianli before turning around and leaving.

Watching Jiang Hengyu's back disappear at the door, Huo Qianli smiled. To be honest, he was very satisfied with the director of the town party committee office. Although he had never explicitly expressed his intention to promote him, he had already made a judgment and arrangement in his mind.

Let's see what achievements he can make in the remaining six months.

The next month passed quickly.

The government agencies in Qianfu Town remain the same as before;

The industrial park has become even busier since the trading center went online;

The improved variety "Danshen No. 1" applied for by Professor Zhang's research center had been partially planted in early winter last year;

Each village has also steadily expanded its scale according to the route drawn up by the town, controlled quality, and integrated into the overall industrial situation of the town.

All construction work on the first phase of the Hushan Village Parent-Child Education Base, which is the core project, has been completed and everyone is currently undergoing the final personnel training.

Huo Qianli and Cao Qingfeng also went to inspect the base and were quite satisfied with the situation.

On April 5th, Qingming Festival, the industrial park took a rare half-day holiday in the morning, leaving only a small number of employees on duty to maintain necessary production operations. Almost all the staff of Hushan Village went up the mountain to visit the graves.

On the hillside, white paper streamers are hung on every grave, fluttering in the wind. This is what the locals call "Hanging Qing", a necessary sacrificial activity for them during the Qingming Festival.

An elderly couple also supported each other, carrying baskets on their backs, and slowly came down the mountain.

After walking for a while, when they stopped to rest on the road, the old man sighed, "Ah, the roads in the village have been made flat and wide in recent years, and we can't walk on this mountain road anymore. If it were a few years ago, we would have been able to run much faster than the wind!"

The old woman beside him patted her waist, smiled, and did not expose the man's lie.

It’s not because of the road construction, it’s just that they have grown a few years older!

The old man sat down and took out his pipe, pinched a handful of tobacco from the pipe and stuffed it into the hole, then took out the windproof lighter someone gave him and lit it. The two completely different flavors combined to create a strange feeling.

He took a puff and turned his head to ask, "I heard the college students are coming again?"

The old woman hummed and said with a smile, "Didn't Director Jiang from the town come and tell us about it? Daqiang also mentioned it, so it must be true."

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