Back To Eighty

Although he didn't understand why the village chief was so nervous, Lu Huai'an didn't hesitate any longer.

He smiled slightly and sighed: "I want to lead a canal from your river to our village, so that at least the time for fetching water can be saved a little."

"Water, canals?"

The village chief stuttered when he spoke, and reached out to wipe his forehead with sweat.

"Yes." Lu Huai'an told him that Lankeng Village was going to build a pig farm, and the demand for vegetables would be greater in the future.

Like their Nankou Village, because of the high terrain, some of the land is open on the mountain, so there is no way to grow vegetables, but only sweet potatoes, which could not be sold before, and will basically be able to sell without worrying about the future.

Hearing him describe the days to come, the village chief's eyes will light up.

God knows how envious they are when they see trucks of vegetables in other villages.

But their village is high, and there is no shortage of water, but the terrain is not good!

Most of the fields and fields are made of terraced fields, and the soil quality is not good. Sweet potatoes are the most grown.

But no one wants sweet potatoes! There is a shortage of fresh vegetables in the city.

After selling the money back, the big guy was reluctant to buy rice to eat, especially his own wife, who said that it was easy to sell some money, so she couldn't be fooled, and she had to save money for her son to marry a daughter-in-law.

Two heads of sweet potato rice in three days, and sometimes they are all sweet potatoes.

The food is not digested day by day, and the farts collapse one by one.

Uncomfortable wow!

This is great, sell all the sweet potatoes, or simply exchange rice with Lankeng Village!

Eh! That's great.

The village chief thought it was beautiful, but he still had to pretend that it was difficult: "I need to divert water... I have to discuss it with the villagers."

"Of course, it's normal." Lu Huai'an was very talkative and kind. He also said that if the water diversion was successful, he could dig a road on their side and drive along the ditch to Lankeng Village to facilitate the transportation of sweet potatoes.

This time, the village chief really couldn't say a word.

If it wasn't necessary to hold a meeting to discuss it, he really wanted to pat his chest and nod immediately.

Holding back his strength, he got up and sent Lu Huaian and the others out.

I have to say that being the director of the factory is all about style.

The three tractors were all brand new, and Lu Huaian was still riding in the most majestic one.

The villagers watched eagerly and envy: "If only our village had one."

"Yeah, the tractor can still plough the field. This little brother Shen also helped my Yue family plough. I heard that it's fast, one is worth ten!"

"Really? So powerful!?"

Everyone was talking about it, and they were very envious.

Some people even said that it was a pity that they did not come to their Nankou Village.

"Why did you go to this rotten pit village? If you want water, you don't even have to drill two wells."

Just as he was talking, the village chief called for a meeting.

Having said that, the crowd exploded.

Someone remembered what the village chief of Lankeng Village had said before, and immediately became angry: "No! They want to dig our mountains, which will ruin our feng shui!"

"Yes! Water is wealth, and the water they lead to us is to destroy our wealth! Absolutely not!"

"What does it matter to us if they have water..."

"That's right, let God rain more, hehehe."

The people of Nankou Village have benefited a lot from the stream on the mountain passing through their village, and they are all very proud.

Originally, Lankeng Village was on a lower terrain, so this stream should go to their side, but they have a mountain here, eh, if you block it, you can bypass Lankeng Village directly.

Seeing that Lankeng Village is getting drier and poorer, they have had mercy, but it is absolutely impossible for them to harm their own interests to help them.

The village chief was furious when he heard this, and his eyes widened: "Breaking money? You have a fart fortune!"

As far as they had lived in those days, having water was just a matter of saving money, the fields were empty, and they couldn't sell anything, so they were in tight hands.

Life is no better than Lankeng Village, it's all the same, no one should laugh at anyone.

"If it weren't for the fact that there was Factory Director Lu, would you be able to handle your money now?" The village chief hated that their elm head was not open, and said angrily, "It's not obvious that they come to the door in person? They are willing to help with digging a canal. We solve the problem of sweet potato sales and dig a road for us to connect to Lankeng Village!"

What a good thing! There is a muddy road in Lankeng Village, and the potholes can lead to Guanshi!

Not only to solve the sweet potato market, but also to dig out a new way?

The villagers who had been worried about their sweet potatoes immediately turned their backs and supported the digging of the canal.

The villagers who had resolutely refused to dig the river heard hesitantly: "Just dig a canal? Didn't you say dig a river?"

"That's what the village chief was yelling at." The village chief waved his hand and said calmly: "This is Director Lu, what do people care about? He just wants water, not a river, just a canal!"

I heard that there will not be many diversions, and the opposition from the villagers has gradually disappeared.

"This... does this seem okay?"

People are hesitant to look at me and see you.

In the past, they refused, because they were afraid that the water would become smaller after being diverted, and it was their mountain to be dug, and it was not good for them. How could they agree?

Now, these conditions that Lu Huai'an has given are all real benefits!

Building a muddy road is better than the path on their side!

Everyone was a little moved, but they felt that it was best to delay it for a few more days.

Although they don't know a single big character, they still have a heart.

"Village Chief, it's better to wait for Factory Director Lu and the others to come again before agreeing."

Others nodded again and again, wasn't there some donkeys in ancient times?

The village chief was both funny and angry, swearing at him: "Fucking donkey, people are scrutinizing the thatched cottage! If you want to read or not, just say some bastards!"

But he still listened to what they said.

Indeed, as soon as Lu Huai'an said it, they immediately responded, as if they were eager.

Obviously Lankeng Village wants water, so they should be begging their Nankou Village!

For two consecutive days, there was no movement in Nankou Village.

Gong Hao and the village party secretary had already agreed on other matters, and the village chief couldn't help it: "Can this really happen? There's no movement in Nankou Village!"

If it doesn't work out in the end, what's the point of their discussions?

"It's okay, it's just two days."

Having said that, Gong Hao actually had no idea in his heart.

After Lu Huai'an came, he explained the matter: "How about I go to Nankou Village again?"

Work out the details.

"No." Lu Huai'an smiled and waved his hand: "Let's go to Qingshang Village today."

It is also a neighboring village. They also have a small stream there, but it is different from Nankou Village. Nankou Village is a stream formed by mountain springs, and Qingshang Village is the upper river that turns a bend.

Gong Hao hesitated: "Diverting water from the river? Their terrain is lower than ours, so it's not easy to rectify..."

Moreover, the river has to be cut off first, so how much work and manpower will be spent...

The budget alone would have to be doubled.

Lu Huai'an waved his hand and smiled, "No, it's just a passing scene."

I didn't call anyone else this time, so I drove a tractor to Qingshang Village.

But Qingshang Village is too close to Nankou Village, especially the high terrain of Nankou Village. The tractor is rumbling, and some people working on the mountain can see it at a glance.

Taking a closer look, it seems that it is the factory director Lu from their village!

A few people shouted and got closer to see, it really is!

They didn't even want any firewood, and ran down the mountain to find the village chief.

"The village chief is not good! Director Lu has gone to Qingshang Village!"

The village chief, who had been waiting for Lu Huai'an to come back for the past two days, was stunned when he heard the words, and immediately responded: "When did you go?"

"Just now!"

Thinking of the river in Qingshang Village, it was much bigger than the river in their village. Although it wasn't as clear or sweet as theirs, Lu Huai'an didn't want to drink it!

They want to irrigate the fields, they don't care if the water is clear or not!

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that they might really want to give up their Nankou Village and go to Qingshang Village to divert water. The village chief was restless.

The villagers also thought of this, and panicked: "It's all your fault, you have to wait, wait, how could the dignified factory manager pull down and beg you!"

"That is, people only talk about conditions, and they will ask for help."

The village chief was disturbed by what they said, and waved his hand: "Don't shout! Let's unify our opinions now! Are you sure you promised them to divert water?"

People looked at each other, they wanted to press Lu Huai'an before, they had better bargain a little bit more to get more benefits.

At this moment, there are competitors. Thinking that the ready-made sweet potato market and the new road will grow wings and fly away, one by one is extremely positive: "Yes!"

OK, it's OK.

The village chief waved his hand and began to change his shoes: "Okay, let's go back, I'll go to Lankeng Village."

If people don't want to lower their profile, then they can only come to the door to ask for peace.

It's all for the sake of the village people, isn't it just to say something nice to that old thing!

As long as the sweet potatoes can be sold and a road built, it's not a shame.

When Lu Huaian returned to the village, the village chiefs on both sides were already sitting there drinking tea and waiting for him.

This time, the head of Nankou Village had no temper at all, lowered his body, and was very easy to negotiate.

Not only did he promise them to divert water, but he also suggested that it is best to dig a water hole, so that it would be easier to deal with the dry season.

Gong Hao has always been a careful person, and immediately asked the two parties to sign an agreement.

Writing this in black and white, Nankou Village Chief's heart that was hanging in the air was completely relieved~www.wuxiamtl.com~ stabilized.

After dinner, he got up and went back.

He drank, and Lu Huaian was afraid that he would fall on the road, so Shen Maoshi simply drove the tractor to take him all the way.

After getting into the car, the village chief waved at them with a big tongue: "Go back, ah, no need to send it, this is near, the road will be built in the future, we will be even closer, if you want to drink and drink, you will come!"

The village party secretary responded again and again, watching him with a smile on his face.

After everyone left, the village party secretary looked at Lu Huaian and gave a thumbs up: "Gao! I heard you went to Qingshang Village to talk about something today?"

Wouldn't it be better to say that this smart man is fast?

Give Nankou Village a little pressure, and they immediately agreed.

"Oh, yes." Lu Huai'an also drank two glasses and spoke slowly: "Their dishes were a little old yesterday. I'll go tell them that they will pick more tender ones in the future."

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