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Chapter 1352 is extremely ugly

Lang Maocai, who was still enjoying himself, started pacing on the ground and delivered a speech passionately: "What is this called poverty alleviation? This is called industrial poverty alleviation! That is to say..."

Lang Maocai paused, waved his hand vigorously, and then said: "...It is not about giving money or things, but to help poor households develop an industry so that they can get rid of the roots of poverty forever! This is fundamental poverty alleviation..."

Zheng Yue took the lead in applauding, and there was a burst of applause.

Lang Maocai waved his hand again, as if cutting off something, and then continued: "Our comrades have never been able to find a way to fundamentally lift poor households out of poverty. When it comes to poverty alleviation, it only requires money and materials. How can

Can’t you think of a way to alleviate poverty through industry? Comrades, you must learn from your comrades at the grassroots level!”

At the end of his speech, Lang Maocai waved his hand one last time. His gestures were crisp and clear, and his words were sonorous and powerful.

Zheng Yue, Tang Dashui and other leaders immediately looked like they were deeply educated and echoed Lang Maocai's words: "Yes, yes, study hard!"

After Lang Maocai finished speaking, he announced loudly: "This matter is settled. Even if there are huge difficulties, I will promise to complete the glorious mission entrusted to me by Comrade Lu Faliang!"

When everyone heard this, they all laughed.

Lu Faliang also smiled, and while laughing, he walked up to Lang Maocai, bowed to him first, and said: "On behalf of this family, thank you, mayor!" After that, he vowed to say: "Mayor, don't worry.

After the few crops in his field are harvested, I will hold a village meeting and mobilize everyone to help dig the hole for his family, and plant the saplings as soon as they arrive!"

Lang Maocai stretched out his hand, shook Lu Faliang's hand with great emotion, and said: "Thank you, Comrade Lu Faliang, thank you!"

Lu Faliang glanced at it and found Secretary Liu of the township party committee standing aside, with an unnatural expression on his face, like a superfluous child who had been neglected by his parents, so he immediately said: "No need to thank me, mayor."

, I should thank Secretary Liu! This was all Secretary Liu’s idea!”

Lang Maocai looked back at Secretary Liu in disbelief and said, "Really?"

Lu Faliang immediately said: "Mayor, it was really Secretary Liu's idea. The leaders all know that the one I recommended was not the Lu family. Just now on the way, Secretary Liu encouraged me and said that I should choose the poorest one.

Otherwise, how could I dare to replace people at will?"

Zheng Yue nodded deeply, and Lang Maocai was convinced. He walked to Secretary Liu, patted his shoulder kindly and said, "Not bad, not bad, Old Liu, ah, not bad, thank you for your hard work!"

Secretary Liu suddenly became excited, with a smile on his face like a child after being praised, and immediately said to Lang Maocai: "Mayor, I just expressed my thoughts and did some work that should be done. I am still far away from the leader's requirements.

Not even close!"

While a group of cadres were thinking hard and making suggestions on how to get rid of poverty for Lu Er's family, Lu Er, as the person involved, had been shrinking aside, putting his hands on his knees respectfully, looking stupidly at the yard.

The leader seemed to be dull and timid. Once someone spoke, his eyes would look at him with a somewhat alert and surprised expression, like a frightened little animal.

At this time, Lu Faliang winked at him.

Lu Er understood. He dragged his right leg and walked slowly to Lang Maocai. His lips trembled for a long time, and then like a goat chewing grass, he choked out two sentences with great excitement and said: "Boss, you are my lifesaver."

My benefactor..."

As he said this, Lu Er's legs were trembling and he was about to kneel down.

Lang Maocai hurriedly caught him and said: "Fellow, don't be like this, this is what we should do! We are the people's public servants, not your saviors, but your relatives..."

Lang Maocai supported Lu Er, waited for the accompanying reporters to take a few photos, waved his hands, said a few words such as "I will come to visit you again", and left Xiangxi Village with a large group of followers.

Not long after, Lang Maocai brought hundreds of citrus saplings to the Lu family, half of which were large saplings that were bearing fruit. Several trucks were loaded with these large saplings. They were high-quality varieties, all transplanted with soil and straw.

Wrapping the roots of the tree.

That year, the Lu family harvested more than 2,000 kilograms of citrus.

By the time Lang Maocai came to Xiangxi Village again, Lu Er had already married the young widow from the east of the village and hired more than a dozen villagers to help him plant fruit trees. In one fell swoop, he became a pioneer in getting rich without forgetting his fellow villagers and leading the whole village out of poverty.

Typical of them, they go to counties and provincial capitals to preach their glorious deeds.

In interviews with reporters and inspections by leaders at all levels, Lu Erneng's ability to speak well was fully utilized. He always praised Mayor Lang as the leader of his family's prosperity, a good cadre of the party and government, and a good leader for poor villagers.

caring person.

According to the arrangement, Nan Yanping went to Xishan County for inspection and research the day after tomorrow, and also came to visit the Lu family.

Lang Maocai took a group of people around Lu Er's house and pointed to the inscription "Don't forget the well digger" hanging in the middle of the hall, and asked: "When did this inscription come out? Last time I

Why didn’t you see it when you came?”

Zheng Yue, secretary of the county party committee next to him, said: "Mayor Lang, half a year ago, when the city held an on-site meeting on new rural work, all the participants wanted to visit Lao Lu's house. This picture was hung at that time. You were recruiting investment in other places at that time.

, didn’t attend the meeting, so I didn’t see it.”

Lang Maocai nodded: "It's very nice to hang this calligraphy in Lao Lu's house."

Today's Lu Er is no longer the former Lu Er. He is not timid at all in front of the leaders. He said with a smile: "Mayor, I wrote a picture myself at that time, but they said my handwriting was too crooked and ugly.

, and finally asked the chairman of the county calligraphy association to write a new one."

"Confused!" Lang Maocai pointed at Zheng Yue and said: "Although Lao Lu's calligraphy is not beautiful, it expresses his inner feelings. No matter how beautiful other people's calligraphy is, how can it compare? Don't talk about the calligraphy association in your county.

Secretary Nan has also seen a lot of calligraphy written by famous people in the Chinese Calligraphy Association. No matter how beautiful the calligraphy is, Secretary Nan is not interested. Only by hanging the calligraphy written by Lao Lu himself can Secretary Nan be deeply impressed."

Zheng Yue nodded quickly: "Mayor Lang is right."

"Then I'll quickly write a picture and hang it up." Lu Er, standing aside, volunteered.

Lang Maocai nodded, and Lu Faliang immediately ordered someone to prepare pen and ink.

Five minutes later, the words were written. It was indeed as Zheng Yue said, extremely ugly.

Lang Maocai nodded with satisfaction: "Written like this, it has some flavor."

Chu Tianshu, who had been instructing the county staff to correct some details, returned to the hall. Seeing Lu Faliang and others moving the ladder to hang it on the wall, he quickly reminded him and poured a bucket on the heads of the excited people.
Chapter completed!
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