Lu Faliang was shocked when he saw her. His wife took off her clothes and was getting ready to go to bed. When she saw Lu Er barging in shirtless, she was even more frightened.

Lu Faliang pulled Lu Er's arm and cursed: "Lu Er, you bitch, tell me what you can do. If you are talking nonsense, I will ask the security director to call a few people to tie you to the township police station and lock you up."

Let’s talk about it in ten days and a half.”

Lu Er explained his method and said that if he could be helped up, his annual income would be half of that of the village party secretary.

Lu Faliang listened to Lu Er's idea, thought about it for a long time, and couldn't stand his wife's instigation, so he gritted his teeth and agreed.

The sun was shining brightly on this day, and Lang Maocai, accompanied by Zheng Yue and others, came to Xiangxi Village.

After inspecting the whole village, Zheng Yue proposed to go to the homes of villagers who were targeted for assistance.

Lu Faliang ran to the front in a few steps to lead the way for the mayor and his party.

When he reached the T-junction, Lu Faliang turned straight onto the path to Lu Er's house.

When the secretary of the township party committee saw it, his face quickly darkened and he shouted: "Old Lu..."

Lu Faliang stopped and stood aside.

The secretary of the township party committee ran up to him in a few steps, as if he wanted to swallow the food alive. He stared at him with eyes like bells and asked with an angry face: "What are you doing?"

Lu Faliang said: "Go to the mayor's poverty alleviation target's home!"

The secretary of the township party committee shouted at the top of his lungs: "Isn't this road going to Lu Er's house?"

Lu Faliang said: "Didn't you tell me at the beginning that you would choose a poor family to help quickly? Lu Er is the poorest in the village, so it is appropriate to choose his family."

The secretary of the township party committee scolded: "Can Lu Er be helped up just like that?"

Lu Faliang said: "The mayor is very capable. He has taken action personally. How can he help me?"

The secretary of the township party committee was so angry that he trembled. He stretched out his hand, pointed at Lu Faliang and said: "You, you, you, you, you bitch, dare to play tricks on the mayor? I'll just wait and see, see how you hand over to the mayor.

, explain..."

Lang Maocai was still in a good mood, walking easily and striding as fast as flying. But after walking for a while, when he saw that Lu Faliang had not followed, he realized that the previous rush was completely unnecessary. Because without this guide, he and his followers

You may lose the direction and path forward!

After realizing the seriousness of the problem, Zheng Yue had to stop and shout to Lu Faliang: "Hey, Secretary Liu, Secretary Lu, what are you doing?"

Before the secretary of the township party committee came to his senses, Lu Faliang immediately replied: "Oh, Secretary Liu is discussing poverty alleviation with me?"

Zheng Yue said: "What big deal needs to be discussed now?"

Lu Faliang heard the displeasure in the county party committee secretary's voice, and immediately waved to the township party committee secretary, who was still sullen, and ran to the front again.

Soon we arrived at Lu Er’s house.

Lang Maocai took a look at Lu Er's house and listened to Lu Fagliang's brief report. As expected, his face elongated. The muscles on his face were like the embroidered cloth of a big girl in the past. They were tense and his eyes were stern.

Looking at Zheng Yue, he asked in a dry voice: "Can you get rid of poverty this year?"

Zheng Yue looked at the township party committee secretary.

The secretary of the township party committee's face had already turned as red as a primary school student. His eyes were gouged out and his lips moved, as if he had said something, but it was blurred into a mumble, and no one could hear clearly.

At this time, Lu Faliang saved the township party committee secretary from danger and quickly took over the conversation.

Lu Faliang said: "Yes! Yes! As long as the mayor can agree to a small condition of my life, I guarantee that his family will not only get out of poverty in one year, but also become well-off!"

Zheng Yue turned around with a stern face and said to Lu Faliang: "I don't believe you have three heads and six arms!"

Lu Faliang said: "Although I don't have three heads and six arms, I still have determination!"

Zheng Yue still said angrily: "Is it possible to just have determination? If determination alone was enough, our entire county would have been lifted out of poverty and become rich!"

Lu Faliang said: "If the secretary doesn't believe it, let's make a bet: as long as you agree to my conditions and his family doesn't get rid of poverty within a year, I will stand on the top of the mountain and fall down!"

Zheng Yue was so angry that he had nothing to say, so Lang Maocai said: "What are the conditions? Just tell me!"

Lu Faliang said: "Give me hundreds of citrus seedlings!"

When Lang Maocai heard this, he laughed loudly, as if he was mocking Lu Faliang's ignorance, and said: "Hundreds of citrus seedlings? I thought you would ask me for gold and silver! Tell me, do you have any clever ideas?

?”

Lu Faliang pointed around the yard and said to Lang Maocai and his entourage: "Mayor, look, all the land around here belongs to this family! The land is good, but because it is close to the house, chickens and ducks spoil it, so we can't harvest much.

Food! And that piece of moso bamboo, which also belongs to his family. In the past, moso bamboo

It is mainly used by villagers to build houses. Nowadays, houses are built with cement bricks and tiles. Moso bamboo is no longer valuable. Many people chop it down for firewood. If that piece of moso bamboo is planed and connected with these fields, there will be several trees.

If all the acres were planted with fruit trees, wouldn't they be money trees..."

Before Lu Faliang finished speaking, Lang Maocai's brows relaxed and he kept nodding towards him with interest.

Lang Maocai's face turned from gloomy to clear, and Zheng Yue and the township party committee secretary also had smiles on their faces.

Lu Faliang pointed to Lu Er beside him again, and continued: "Look at him like this. He is a grown man who can't do anything. He always feels bad, right? If fruit trees were planted around the house, wouldn't it be okay?

Have you walked around the garden and tended the orchard?"

Lang Maocai and his party listened with great interest.

But the secretary of the township party committee interjected dissatisfiedly: "It takes eight years for peaches, plums and four tangerines to bear fruit. How long will it take for the orchard to bear fruit?"

As if he was prepared, Lu Faliang said immediately: "Nowadays, all seedlings are grafted. How can we wait so long for fruiting? Besides, I just want to tell the mayor, please bring some big seedlings that are about to bear fruit or are bearing fruit!"

Lang Maocai's brows moved twice and said: "Aren't you posing a problem for me? How can there be any big seedlings that will bear fruit soon?"

Lu Faliang said: "It is a little difficult, but as long as you, the mayor, come forward, it will not be difficult at all! Think about it, how many orchards are there in the county? You just need to give an order to the leaders of those places to plant a few trees in each orchard.

Come on, which one will not implement it?"

Lang Maocai and Zheng Yue looked at each other for a few times, and then looked at Lu Faliang together.

Lu Faliang continued: "As long as we give half of these fruit trees and plant them this autumn, next year each tree will bear 5 kilograms of fruit, which is one or two thousand kilograms. It will be strange if we don't get rid of poverty!"

Lang Maocai's face was red and his expression was bright. He stood up and clapped his hands and shouted, "Wow, wow, this is a good way! This is a good way!"

Zheng Yue and the township party committee secretary and other leaders also followed suit and said, "That's right, great!"
Chapter completed!