Huo Qianli frowned slightly, "No one went to work in the industrial park?"
Huang Youquan thought for a moment and said, "There are a few, but not many. Mainly because we are far away and can only get there by motorcycle. Also, the industrial park doesn't recruit many workers and the requirements are getting higher and higher."
Huo Qianli hummed and was about to continue walking forward when he suddenly heard the young man holding a camera and responsible for publicity exclaim, "What is that?"
Everyone turned their heads and saw a huge bundle of corn stalks swaying and "floating" towards them.
After looking carefully, I saw a foot under the corn stalk.
Huang Youquan laughed and shouted, "Fugui! Break the corn!"
The corn stalks tilted slightly to the side, and everyone could see clearly that it was a skinny old man carrying two large bundles of corn stalks.
Hearing what the village chief said, the old man walked over, put down the corn stalks, took out a sweat towel from his waist and wiped his sweat, "Village chief, is there a visitor in the house?"
"What? It's Secretary Huo and Mayor Cao from the town, as well as other leaders, who are here to inspect our work."
"oh oh!"
The old man looked panicked, squatted down, and was about to pick up the corn stalks and leave. Huo Qianli quickly called out to him, "Old man, come and take a break."
Cao Qingfeng was a secretary, so he was naturally quick-witted. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the old man without being told.
The old man glanced at Huang Youquan, who smiled and said, "Just smoke the cigarette Mayor Cao gave you!"
The old man took it, but instead of putting it in his mouth, he placed it horizontally under his nose and took a sip. He grinned, revealing his big yellow teeth, "I've never had a good cigarette given by an official before!"
Cao Qingfeng took out his lighter and lit it for him, which made him flattered.
Huo Qianli asked with a smile: "Grandpa, how much land do you still have to cultivate?"
The old man glanced at Huang Youquan again, and Huang Youquan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Just tell the truth about what Secretary Huo asks you. Don't be nervous."
The old man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I also planted two acres of land."
Huo Qianli asked again: "How's the harvest?"
"At least we won't starve!" The old man smiled, holding a cigarette in his mouth. "We can afford to eat meat now, thanks to the good government policies!"
"Old man, shall we go to your house and ask for a glass of water?"
Huo Qianli's words startled the old man, and he couldn't help but look at Huang Youquan again.
Huang Youquan was also a little confused by Huo Qianli's unconventional behavior, but he couldn't refuse, so he said, "Why, you're not welcome!"
"Welcome, welcome!" The old man held the carrying pole, "Village Chief, you go ahead and lead the way, I'll follow you soon!"
Huo Qianli took two big steps forward and said with a smile, "Let me do it. Just consider it as a thank you for the glass of water, old man."
“No, no!” This time not only did the old man refuse, but Huang Youquan and the other two village heads also tried to persuade him, “Secretary Huo, this thing is a bit heavy, and the road is not easy to walk on! You have never done farm work, what if…”
Gao Yuanming laughed, "Secretary Huo, let me do it! When I was young, I helped with a lot of these things!"
Huo Qianli took the pole firmly and looked at Gao Yuanming and the others with a smile, "You can't run away, let's each contribute a little, haha!"
As he said this, he squatted down, adjusted the carrying pole to the most suitable position on his shoulder, took a deep breath, and held up the carrying pole.
The corn stalks at both ends were swaying due to inertia. Huo Qianli smiled and said, "Why are you standing there? Lead the way!"
Huang Youquan hesitated for a moment, then quickly pulled the old man to lead the way.
The young man held up a camera and watched Secretary Huo, who was dressed in trousers and a white shirt. His slightly thin body was carrying two large bundles of corn stalks as he walked forward. The corn stalks were swaying up and down at both ends of the shoulder pole, but he did not feel it was out of place.
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I wrote a chapter last night, but I felt something was not right, so I deleted it. I had to get up early this morning to rewrite it.
This is to make up for yesterday's post and will be posted again tonight.
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