What was the situation at home, how many people were there, and how was the income? Asked carefully, this made Kou Dapeng on the side nervous. He had to suffer a heart attack when he encountered such a leader.

Finally, my uncle sent County Magistrate Zhong out. Everyone thought that the family was about to come to an end. Suddenly, Zhonghua saw that the west side of the yard was the kitchen, so he threw away everyone and pushed the door open. This caught everyone off guard, so he followed him to the kitchen again.

But the kitchen of my uncle's house was too small, and only three people could be allowed to come in. In addition to Zhonghua, there were two others who came in, one was Ding Changsheng and the other was Kou Dapeng. Even the master, the old uncle, did not come in. Ding Changsheng found the lamp rope and pulled the light. Only in the dim room was a little light, but the long-term oil smoke had already smoked the incandescent lamp so much that it could not reveal much light.

Zhonghua looked around in the house, then lifted up the lid of the pot, and there was still leftover rice in the pot, but the rice was a bit unappreciated. The wooden rack lies horizontally in the pot, with a white flour steamed bun and a few steamed buns on it, and the remaining corn paste in the pot below was a bowl of pickles on the pot. It seemed that the pickles had been eaten for a while because some pickles were already a little shriveled.

At this time, my uncle also squeezed in. I happened to see Zhonghua pick up a piece of steamed bun and put it in my mouth to taste it. My uncle opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.

Zhonghua swallowed the cornmeal steamed buns with difficulty and asked, "Uncle, is the white steamed bun for my grandson? You can't just eat this steamed bun. Isn't there enough food at home?"

"No, no, I, I'm used to it. This is much better than in 58 years." The old uncle showed a satisfied expression on his face, but this expression made everyone feel heavy.

Zhonghua turned his face and looked at Ding Changsheng and said, "What's the use of memorizing those numbers? Do you know these problems exist? If you don't know, it means that your work has not been done yet. If you know it and don't find a way to solve it, it is a dereliction of duty. Bold talk can do whatever you want, and empty talk can ruin the country. This is a famous saying, it is also the truth, and it is everywhere you go." Zhonghua's face looked very bad, but Kou Dapeng's face was even more ugly.

After leaving my uncle's house, Zhonghua was no longer interested in watching it. He knew that in just a while, the village cadres must have arranged all the next family and could never see what they wanted to see again.

"What are you going to see next?" Zhonghua asked. Although his tone was much lighter, everyone's heart was extremely heavy. Everyone knew that this county magistrate was not easy to mess with or fool.

"County Magistrate Zhong, since he has come to Liyuan Village, why don't you go to the mountain to see the 10,000 mu of pear orchard? The experts from Beijing also came to guide the fruit farmers to build fruit trees, and the county magistrate also gave us some guidance." Ding Changsheng saw that everyone didn't want to be so ugly anymore, so he stood up and said, this statement made the government office director Chang Xiaochun admire it, thinking, this kid has a very thick-skinned face.

"A Beijing expert? You are not fooling me, right?" Zhonghua said bluntly. This made Ding Changsheng a little reluctant to come to Taiwan. He thought to himself, when did I fool you? Even if we know each other, you can't do this without giving face.

"County Magistrate Zhong, the world is so conscience. When will I dare to fool the leader? I am really an expert from Beijing, from the Beijing Academy of Agricultural Sciences." Ding Changsheng shouted Qu.

After walking for a while, he saw an old professor with gray hair in the cold wind explaining to the circle of old farmers while cutting off the branches and forks with scissors, and from time to time, he also said something to the two young people next to him. At this time, Ding Changsheng looked back at Liu Xiangli and signaled her to come and introduce him.

Ding Changsheng left for several days. To be honest, except for Dr. Yang, he didn't know this old expert and another girl at all, and others might not know him, so he quickly asked Liu Xiangli to come and introduce him.

"Professor Dong, Professor Dong, please disturb us. Our county magistrate heard that you are here to guide the villagers to manage fruit trees and come to see you specially," Liu Xiangli stepped forward and said.

Dong Kang is a little old man, thin and slender. Sometimes Ding Changsheng really suspects that his height is just for pruning fruit trees. He is 1.85 meters tall and looks very much like Ma Sanli.

"Hello Professor Dong, I am Zhonghua. It's such a cold day, thank you." Zhonghua looked very respectful. For anyone, he was basically embarrassed to be too arrogant for those who respect him. Although Dong Kang was from Beijing, the old man knows the basic human relationships and worldly styles very well, especially when he wanted to build a Chinese pear research base in Liyuan Village in Haiyang County. Maybe he had to ask the county magistrate to allocate some funds, so he hurriedly put down the scissors in his hand, took off his gloves, and stretched out his calloused hand and held it with Zhonghua.

Although it belongs to different industries, intellectuals can always find common topics between the two sides quickly. After a while, Zhonghua listened to Dong Kangzheng's explanation of how to cultivate the pear trees in Liyuan Village into what varieties and what will happen in the future. This made Ding Changsheng feel that the person who can fool the most today is not someone else, but Professor Dong Kangzheng.

Ding Changsheng saw that if he continued to talk like this, he could not finish it until dark, so he pulled Liu Xiangli and signaled her to take a chance to remind Dong Kangzheng, so that he could stop at the right time. The county magistrate had other places to see. If this continues, he would have to stay here tonight.

"What's wrong with this expert?" Kou Dapeng walked to Ding Changsheng and asked.
Chapter completed!