I didn't know the meaning of the song at first [entertainment]

Wen Yi frowned and leaned back.

"Am I that old? I'm still single, where are the kids?"

Pei Wanchu let out a groan, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, thoughtfully: when he was born, his father was in his late thirties.

Maybe the so-called successful men don't want to marry young.

Wen Yi involuntarily touched his forehead and temples, is it because he is not upright enough?Why did Pei Wanchu think that he was married and had Bao Luzhi?

No, this idea has to work hard to change!

When she got in the car, Wen Yi started the car and drove further and further, the answer to the mystery just now was still not revealed to Pei Wanchu.

Pei Wanchu was very skeptical, and Wen Yi wanted to find a barren mountain to bury him, a money-losing director, on the spot.

Thinking of such a horrifying scene, Pei Wanchu couldn't help but ask first, and just about to open his mouth, he suddenly realized, what should it be called?

Those two words spun around in his throat a few times, but he couldn't utter them. Wen Yi, who was driving the car, wanted to take the initiative to reveal the secret. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Pei Wanchu holding back uncomfortably. He also thought about it, and simply closed his mouth. Let's see what Pei Wanchu wants to ask.

Pei Wanchu unscrewed the mineral water and took a couple of sips, cleared his throat, pursed his lips after hearing this, and looked at the road outside the window to cover up his smile.

"Smell...meaning!" Pei Wanchu almost yelled out these two words through gritted teeth.

"Xiao Chu? What's the matter?" Wen Yi responded immediately, and there was nothing wrong with her tone.

Pei Wanchu breathed a sigh of relief and asked him where are we going?

"Are you worried that I'll sell you?" Wen Yi teased.

"I'm a little worried... After all, if you can't decide on the shooting location, you will have to lose money." Pei Wanchu was not worried about being betrayed, he was worried that Wen Yi would bury him alive.

"I'm just kidding, you can pay double for this amount of money." Wen Yi didn't care.

Last night, he entrusted a friend who worked in the relevant department to help him find out if there were any impoverished villages in the vicinity of Chayanjing.

It is best for the country to help the poor every year, the kind that is poor every year.

The other party helped him search for a while, and he really found such a place, two to three hundred kilometers away from where they are currently, and less than two hundred kilometers away from Yanjing.

According to data records, the local area has been a poor village on the list since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and the main cause of poverty is related to the natural environment.

The village is located near the mountains, the terrain is high, the climate is dry and rainless, and the groundwater level is high. It looks like abundant water resources, but it is not. The groundwater contains a small amount of salt. After drying and evaporating, there is no new water replenishment, and the water becomes salt water. People drink it. If you get sick, the land will drink from salinization.

The salinized land cannot grow good crops, and the transportation here is inconvenient. Only in the last 20 years have people come out to work.

If you want to get rich, build roads first; if you want to get rich, plant trees.

These two slogans have been shouted for many years, but none of them can achieve it.

"For such a poor place, there is only one coordinate on the map. I checked, and there is no other exposure except that it has been on the poverty alleviation news, so it is worth checking out."

The sun shines through the glass windows into the car, sweeping away yesterday's haze.

The car turned from the main road to the Panshan Road, and drove higher and higher. After going around a number of turns, Wen Yi followed a fork in the road and drove up another mountain.

The mountain road changed from a cement road to a dirt road, and the wheels rolled over and rolled up the sky and slapped the car body.

It was late spring, and there were fewer and fewer green plants on both sides of the road. Occasionally, a nest or two of green and yellow herbaceous plants swayed in the wind on the side of the road.

"This place is really poor."

On the navigation map, there are dozens of miles away from the destination village, and the breath of poverty has arrived ahead of schedule.Along the way, Wen Yi closed the car windows tightly, not even daring to leave a crack, a thick layer of loess fell on the glass windows and the hood of the front car.

A dilapidated one-story house appeared at the end of the path, before the car stopped, Pei Wanchu couldn't wait to open the door and jumped off.

It was just after dinner time, and there was no smoke in the village. The doors of many courtyards were open, but no one came in and out, and the whole village was deserted.

The two strangers, who were obviously dressed differently, quickly alarmed the observers who were hiding behind the door and the window. I don't know who reported it to the village chief. Before they entered the village, they were caught by a thin, plainly dressed middle-aged man. The man stopped.

"What are you doing?" The middle-aged man asked sharply, staring at Pei Wanchu's long hair for a while, as if something had grown on it.

Wen Yi and Pei Wanchu looked at each other, Wen Yi took two steps forward and shook hands with each other.

"Hello. We heard that this is a state-level poverty-stricken village. There is a short-term income-generating project. I would like to come over and investigate whether it is suitable."

"Project? What project? Who sent you here? Is there any official letter?"

The other party didn't shake hands with Wen Yi, but looked vigilant. There are too many scammers out there now. Although their village is too poor to be cheated, if they are cheated into signing some scammer's contract, such as selling land/people , but it is fatal.

The word "official letter" was stuck by Wenyi, he really forgot that this kind of place needs to recognize official documents, but he thought of another way of saying it.

"Short-term projects are not public welfare cooperation with the government. There is almost no investment cost in your village. We just come to investigate first, and only if it is feasible will it involve declaration."

"No cost? Then how to make money?"

The man saw Wenyi's suit and leather shoes, spoke in an orderly manner, and emphasized that they don't want them to invest money, so his attitude softened a little.

"Is the village chief here? We can sit down and talk slowly." Wen Yi proposed to talk to the person in charge.

The middle-aged man patted his chest: "I am the village head, I can make the decision. Who are you?"

Wen Yi took out his business card and put his hands on the ground, facing the other party who didn't have any title but only a business card from a work unit, his attitude that had just softened immediately turned around.

This person can't even be considered a manager in charge, can he count on his words?Mostly liars.

The village head returned the business card to Wen Yi: "We don't need it, you can go."

In a hurry, Wen Yi brought out the name of Yanjing's leader in charge of poverty alleviation work who had nothing to do with him, and said that he had obtained information from him.

The village chief was taken aback, obviously taken aback. Although he only went to a poverty alleviation work meeting once and saw Taizi from a distance, he knew that this was a leader, a senior official.

Wen suggested that he believed it, and immediately struck while the iron was hot: "You can call the county, and the city will find out my identity."

"Okay!" The village chief took out his faded large-screen mobile phone, found a number in the address book, and dialed it.

The village head spoke very loudly, and he did not shy away from the two of them. He read Wenyi's business card and asked the other party to check it for him.Then he hung up the phone, dialed another number, and asked the other party to check it online for him.

Pei Wanchu took out his mobile phone and looked at it. The network signal is normal. It seems that the village chief's house does not have a computer, and the mobile phone probably cannot access the Internet.

Really poor enough.

The village chief's cell phone rang, and Pei Wanchu was worried that the loud music would blow up the microphone.

The other party didn't know what to say, and the village chief had an incredible expression on his face.

"Really? Don't lie to me!"

"Really!"

"Then you send it to have a look, send a MMS."

The phone rang again just after hanging up, and this time the village chief's tone was much more serious: "Well, okay, I see, we're talking about cooperation, I'll check."

The village chief hung up the phone, held the phone screen to Wen Yi's ear, looked at Wen Yi's face and then at the screen.

"Well, you should be alone, tell me what do you want to invest in?"

Wen Yi knew that the village chief had verified his identity, and he put aside his cautiousness when speaking, as if he was talking about business.

"We just have the intention to cooperate, and the details need to be investigated. I need to know the situation in your village."

The village chief slapped his forehead: "I'll take you to the office."

A short walk forward is probably the center of the village, a row of red brick bungalows divided into three houses, with faded nameplates hanging on the closed metal doors.

Office of the village head, conference room, material warehouse.

The office is not big. There are two three-person wooden sofa chairs on the right side of the door, and several groups of iron filing cabinets stand against the wall. Two old desks are put together in front of the cabinets. On them are the equipment closest to the outside world, a laser A printer, a set of desktop computers.

Next to the desk are two thermos bottles with red plastic shells.

Pei Wanchu pointed to the computer and asked, "Can you surf the Internet?"

Now that you can surf the Internet, why do you ask others to check and send MMS?

"This is an office computer. It can only be used for business, and it can't be used for nothing."

"Introduce the situation of your village."

After Wen Yi finished speaking, the village chief opened the drawer and took out a bound booklet and handed it over.

"This is the situation in our village that the various departments above visited our village last year to investigate and review. They are all true and reliable. Take a look."

Pei Wanchu had never touched this kind of document, so he felt the novelty was too much and stared at Wenyi to read it.

This village is called Tumen Village. The whole village covers an area of ​​0.1 square kilometers. There are 58 households with a total of 189 people.The per capita annual income is 4500 yuan, and the village collective income is less than 1 yuan a year.The whole village has common assets, three offices of the village committee, and one primary school donated by the public.

Seeing the elementary school Wenyi suddenly raised his head.

"Ouch..." Pei Wanchu couldn't dodge in time and covered her nose, tears rolling in her eyes due to the pain.

Wen Yi broke Pei Wanchu's hand: "Let me see."

The tip of the nose was slightly red, Wen Yi couldn't help reaching out and kneading gently: "Does it still hurt?"

Wen Yi rubbed it four or five times, Pei Wanchu felt embarrassed and raised his upper body, and asked the village chief where the elementary school was, and if he could take them to see it.

The village chief took them to an open field in the depths of the village. There were no walls, and three rows of large tile-roofed houses were arranged in a U shape, surrounded by a playground with a basketball hoop and a flag-raising stand in the middle. The bright red national flag was on a tall flagpole. Fluttering in the wind, there is a cement table tennis table in the open space between the tile-roofed houses.

There is only one room where the door is open and the lights are on. There are desks in it, and a dozen or so children with obvious age gaps are sitting sparsely.

"Is this in class? Just one class?" Pei Wanchu was puzzled.

"Yes, there are still more than a dozen children left in this village. They are all left-behind children, and their parents are working in the city. I am not afraid of your jokes. Our land is too barren to grow fruits and vegetables. Even the people born Stupid. A lot of people don’t earn much money when they go out to work. They just barely make ends meet. The per capita annual income is raised by their part-time jobs. If no one works, the per capita annual income of our village may be less than 1000 yuan, maybe Soon there will be no one left."

"No one else?" Pei Wanchu didn't react.