Chapter 12 Chapter Twelve

The poverty alleviation point of the radio station is in Liugou Village, Yangxiaba Township, Bianyang County.This village is located in a valley at the foot of the Qilian Mountains. The land is barren, dry and water-scarce. All year round, it depends on God for food. The standard of living has always been ranked among the worst in the whole township and even the county.At the beginning of this year, the county and the township made a key poverty alleviation plan, planning to establish a sheep breeding base in Liugou Village.The source of funds is some personal loans from farmers, some appropriate subsidies from the village, and some support from poverty alleviation units, and then a batch of small-tailed Han sheep will be collected in Shandong for breeding.This small-tailed Han sheep is characterized by a high reproductive rate, and a ewe can usually breed 4 lambs a year.In addition, this kind of sheep is bigger and more meaty than local sheep, and it tastes better.At the beginning of the year, Fang Xiaowei went to the poverty alleviation site to do some investigation and understanding. After negotiating with the village leaders, he first invested 20,000 yuan to support the two households that had raised 50 animals. Good support.As a radio station, it is impossible to change the poverty and backwardness of a village, and it can only be a drop in the bucket, and it is just doing its duty, lest there is no explanation after the inspection.

On Friday, they set out early in the morning.From Yindu to the poverty alleviation point, there is more than 100 kilometers of road, and a section of it is a mountain road, which takes more than three hours.Apart from Tian Zhenjun, Fang Xiaowei and the driver Lao Zhao, Lei Xiaogang, the director of the office, and Luo Zhengye, the director of the chief editor's office, went with him this time.It stands to reason that it doesn't matter if Luo Zhengye, the director of the editor-in-chief's office, doesn't go down, but because Liugou Village is where Luo Zhengye's educated youth went to the countryside, more than 20 years later, Luo Zhengye heard that Liugou Village has become a radio station for poverty alleviation. At that point, I clamored to follow up and have a look, to relive the old days.

When the car arrived at Liugou Village, it was already 11 o'clock.They first came to the home of the village chief Ma Dajin.The village chief's family can be said to be the first to get rich in Liugou Village, with relatively better financial conditions and a clean house.When county and township leaders go to the countryside, they must go to his home.At the beginning of the year, Ma Dajin bought a hundred small-tailed Han sheep, and was the first large sheep-raising household in the village.The radio station subsidized more than 12,000 yuan. In addition to subsidizing him for raising sheep, I always feel that he receives better reception every time I come down, which also includes this element.

Under Fang Xiaowei's introduction, Ma Dajin greeted the leaders of the radio station one by one, Fang recognized Luo Zhengye, and Luo Zhengye also recognized Ma Dajin at the same time.The two of them shook hands cordially, shaking vigorously once and for all, saying that we are old, we are all old.After Ma Dajin asked everyone to sit down, he asked his family to make tea and water, but he went out.Fang Xiaowei guessed that he must have arranged lunch for us.Just ask Luo Zhengye, Lao Luo, aren't you going to find your Xiaofang?As soon as everyone heard it, they were all happy.Ever since the song "Xiaofang" became popular all over the country, everyone knows that Xiaofang is a beautiful and kind village girl, and she had an inseparable romantic relationship with a male educated youth who went to the countryside at that time. .Luo Zhengye said that Xiaofang might have become an old woman.It's better not to see her, so that the memory she left for me will always be pure and beautiful, otherwise, it will destroy my good memory.Tian Zhenjun said, did Lao Luo really have such a thing?Luo Zhengye said that it was not as beautiful as in the song, but it happened once.While talking, the leaders of Murakami arrived one after another.Ma Dajin said, we have to wait for a while for dinner, how about we report the situation to the leaders, shall we?Tian Zhenjun said, I know the basic situation. On the way back just now, Director Fang told me about it.Did we go to the homes of poor families to have a look, and by the way, we brought some old clothes and gave them to them.The village chiefs all said yes, yes.They talked about this and that.Fang Xiaowei said, you should just make a list, and list three or five households that are the most difficult. If there are too many, we will not be able to survive.

The village cadres argued with each other for a while, and finally identified six households.Tian Zhenjun said, six households should be six.After speaking, he walked out of the door and asked Lao Zhao to open the back cover of the car, and divided the clothes into six big bags. The village chiefs carried a bag each, and led the leaders of the radio station to visit each house.They first came to a lonely old man's house.Pushing open the gate of the courtyard, I saw an old man in ragged clothes, his face covered with charcoal, squatting at the base of the wall basking in the sun.Seeing them coming, he was still squatting like that, his eyes glazed over, and there was a weird smell all over his body.The village chief said, old man, the leaders of the city have come to visit you.Only then did the old man say yes, yes, yes.The village chief said that he had been blind for two years, and Tian Zhenjun said, old man, how long will you live this year?The old man said that at seventy-seven, he would not live for a few more years.Fang Xiaowei took a bag of clothes from the village head, opened it and took out some women's clothes, and said, old man, we brought you some old clothes, please take them.The old man said well.Luo Zhengye took out two hundred yuan, squatted in front of the old man and said, Uncle Li, my name is Luo Zhengye, do you remember?He was an educated youth back then.The old man said, is it a proper job?Are you ok?Luo Zhengye choked up for a moment, and the tears couldn't stop overflowing.Say ok, I'm fine now.As he spoke, he stuffed the two hundred yuan into the old man's hand and said, Uncle Li, I brought you two hundred yuan, so don't make less money.Uncle Li said thank you, thank you.

Walking out of Uncle Li's house, everyone was very depressed.Luo Zhengye said, doesn't Uncle Li still have a son?What did his son do?The village head, Ma Dajin, said, don't mention that beast, since he married a wife and had a child, he has started to abuse the elderly.Later, when the old man lost the ability to work, he simply ignored it.Tian Zhenjun said, how could he ignore his own father?Should you criticize education and do more ideological work?Village head Ma said that there are a lot of things like this in the countryside, and criticism and education don't work at all.Luo Zhengye said with great emotion that people say to raise children to guard against old age.It doesn't matter if you don't raise a son like this. When Uncle Li had a son in his later years, he was so happy that he offered his son on his shoulders whenever he was free. Unexpectedly, he gave up such a wolf-hearted thing.

While talking, they went to several houses one after another, and every family had a difficult scripture to recite.All happy families are alike, and every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.Some are seriously ill and have no money for medical treatment, and some have four or five children and are too poor to let go.Some are old, weak, sick and disabled, helpless and helpless.When the last family was approaching, the village chief Ma Dajin introduced that this was an old bachelor, forty-two this year, and not yet married.Tian Zhenjun said, is he sick?Ma Dajin said, it’s a long story. When Murakami was building the canal, he joined the village’s youth commando team to move rocks up the mountain. Unexpectedly, an accident happened. One leg was broken by the stone, and he was permanently disabled.Luo Zhengye asked what his name was.Ma Dajin said that his name was Ma Yuejin. Speaking of which, he was still our brother. He was born in the year of the Great Leap Forward, so he was called Ma Yuejin.Luo Zhengye asked whether his old man was a scumbag.Ma Dajin said yes, he died a few years ago.Luo Zhengye said that I remembered, when I left the village, he was still in school.Ma Dajin said, what happened the year your educated youth left, he had just graduated from high school.Luo Zhengye said that life is too cruel, and it will be over for whoever spreads this kind of matter.

While talking and walking, I arrived at Ma Yuejin's house, opened the courtyard door, and saw a mess and desolation. There was a Chinese New Year couplet pasted on the old-fashioned broken door, and it read: Nothing to do during the day nothing to do at night Horizontal batch: extremely painful The people who come to the radio station are all cultural people. Looking at this couplet, it is simple but full of black and dark ridicule, especially when it is read with homophony, those few simple Chinese characters are really used to the extreme, which makes people laugh.Fang Xiaowei smiled and asked who made up the couplet?Who could Ma Dajin say?It's not just that he is not serious at leisure, and he made himself flustered.As he spoke, he even called Yuejin twice, but the other party didn't agree.He cursed fiercely: "Yuejin, are you dead?" As he spoke, he pushed open the door, and with an unpleasant smell coming towards him, a voice as thin as gossamer finally came out of the room: "Who is it?" Ma Dajin said, "Who is it? Can't you even hear my voice?" When everyone entered the room, they could see clearly that there was a man with an unshaven beard curled up on the pit. , like an old man in his fifties or sixties, but in fact he is only forty-two years old, the same age as Fang Xiaowei.Ma Dajin said, why are you getting lazier and lazier, when is it and you still don’t get up?Ma Yuejin said quietly, unable to move.Ma Dajin touched his forehead with his hand, and then said, the fever is so severe, I'm afraid he has caught a cold.Then he said, the leaders of the city came to visit you and brought you some clothes.As he spoke, he put the last bag of clothes on the kang.Watching everyone go out one by one, Luo Zhengye took out another 200 yuan, slipped it into Ma Yuejin's hand and said, take this money and go to the village clinic to have a look.

When we came to the village chief's house, the whole courtyard was filled with the fragrant smell of mutton, and everyone felt very comfortable.Luo Zhengye became more and more emotional, this is really a rich family's wine and meat, and the road is frozen to death.This is true in the countryside, as it is in the cities. Some people live and drink, and some people suffer from hunger and cold. This world is composed of these two groups of people. The happiness of a few people is based on the pain of the majority. Bianyang is famous for its hand-caught mutton. Regardless of whether it is a rich place or a poor country, as long as there are sheep, mutton with local characteristics can be made.After a gust of wind swept away, several large plates of mutton and chicken were wiped out. By the time the second serving was served, some people had already picked their teeth while hiccupping.After eating the meat, the toast began. First, the leaders of the Murakami took turns to respect the leaders of the radio station, and then the leaders on the stage saluted the leaders of the Murakami.After going back and forth like this, I went on to drink several bottles, and everyone's heads turned red from drinking.Luo Zhengye looked at the empty bottles. There were ten of them in total, and they were divided according to the head. Except for the driver, Lao Zhao, who didn't drink, each of them weighed more than a catty.The battle was not over until everyone's circle and love boxing were over, it was six o'clock, and the delicious sour soup and noodle slices were served again.Everyone wiped the oil on each other's mouths, shook hands and said goodbye before getting into the car in a state of intoxication.