Chapter 1431: Rural Absurd Past Events Chapter 1431: Grave-Visiting Day Changed

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

After Wang Xiaohua told Wang Erhai to lie down in the dormitory, he himself ran over to the desk to process some documents.

Seeing him like this, Wang Erhai couldn't help but ask:

"Third Brother, it's this late already, aren't you going to sleep?"

Wang Xiaohua replied:

"Today I had to receive Zhang Sheng, and work delayed a lot of things, so I can only rush to process them now."

Wang Erhai was stunned:

"Can't you process them tomorrow?"

Wang Xiaohua said:

"Tomorrow has tomorrow's work, tomorrow I still have to go down to the countryside to visit poor households."

Hearing this, Wang Erhai couldn't help but sigh:

"How come when I see others being officials, they're all relaxed, eating and drinking, but when it comes to you, there's only endless work?"

Wang Xiaohua smiled:

"Others are others, I am me. Right now I'm the director of the Shanchang Town Poverty Alleviation Office. Although it's temporary, not formal, many things, if I don't process them, really no one will process them... Second Brother, you sleep first, don't worry about me..."

Many things, Wang Xiaohua really could choose not to process, turn a blind eye and let them pass.

After all, whether the leadership has any assessment indicators for him, even if they do, they're practically nominal. Many things only those truly deep on the front lines know. To fool the inspections from above is simply too easy.

But Wang Xiaohua isn't that kind of person. Since he took this job, he would do his utmost to do it well.

Just like taking an exam paper, he would strive to get a perfect score.

Without exaggeration, all 435 registered poor households in the entire Shanchang Town, totaling 995 people, Wang Xiaohua knew the family situation of almost every poor household like the back of his hand.

Even what they're called, how many family members, what caused their poverty, how to guide them out of poverty — he knew it all clearly.

And these weren't things he was born knowing, nor did he have a photographic memory to remember everything at a glance. Rather, it was entirely through visiting household by household, repeatedly understanding, and taking good notes that he managed to remember them.

Is it hard like this?

Of course it's hard.

But Wang Xiaohua felt it was worth it.

Wasn't the reason he chose to return to his hometown precisely to do this kind of meaningful work?

And now he's doing exactly what he wants to do, so naturally no matter how bitter or tiring, he wouldn't feel any complaints. Instead, he felt every day was very fulfilling, very meaningful.

Wang Xiaohua was bent over his desk organizing documents when his mobile phone rang.

He took it out to look — it was unexpectedly his eldest brother Wang Dashan calling.

"Third Brother, asleep?"

"No, Big Brother, what's up?"

Wang Dashan said:

"Didn't I tell you before, next Monday we're going home, bringing Yang Dashi to visit our dad's grave?"

Wang Xiaohua frowned slightly.

Truth be told, he really might not have time next Monday.

Because Monday has always been the busiest day of the entire week.

The reason he agreed to Wang Dashan about returning Monday was that he didn't want to fall out too badly with Wang Dashan.

He doesn't believe in feng shui, and for that dead biological father of his, there's even less affection to speak of. But his eldest brother's feelings, he had to take care of them.

So he said:

"Rest assured, Monday I'll squeeze out half a day to go back. Is it visiting the grave in the morning, or the afternoon?"

However, Wang Dashan's answer caught him off guard:

"The time's changed, it's this Sunday now. Sunday's a holiday, you'd better not tell me you have no time!"

Wang Dashan's tone carried a condescending air. He felt that as the eldest brother, having a superior attitude toward Wang Xiaohua was only natural.

"Wasn't it agreed on next Monday? How come the time changed?" Wang Xiaohua was stunned.

Wang Dashan said:

"Isn't it because I see you're busy? So I specially communicated with Yang Dashi and changed it to this Sunday. To make Yang Dashi accommodate our schedule, I even gave him an extra two thousand yuan. I've done this much, you'd better not not come!"

Wang Xiaohua smiled knowingly:

"Fine, Sunday I'll definitely go back."

Wang Dashan said:

"That's settled then. Nothing more to say. I have to call and notify your second brother."

Wang Xiaohua said:

"He's right here with me. I'll tell him."

"Okay, okay, that's it then."

Wang Dashan hung up the phone, turned to look at Du Xiaojuan, his eyes carrying a hint of dissatisfaction:

"I've already notified my third brother as you said. Satisfied now?"

Du Xiaojuan asked: "What about your second brother? Notify him too!"

Wang Dashan said: "He's with my third brother. My third brother said he'll tell my second brother!"

It turned out Wang Dashan had already arranged for Yang Jiu to visit the grave next Monday; he didn't think there was anything inappropriate about this timing, but when he returned to Guangzhou and mentioned it to Du Xiaojuan, Du Xiaojuan immediately felt it was inappropriate.

"Isn't that making things difficult for your Second Brother and Third Brother? You have plenty of free time and can go back whenever, but your Second Brother is a company executive and your Third Brother is a grassroots cadre—taking leave isn't that easy!"

Du Xiaojuan was very dissatisfied with the timing Wang Dashan had chosen, and even directly snapped:

"Can you use your brain a little when you do things?"

Wang Dashan felt really annoyed, depressed, and humiliated that his own wife said he had no brain; he pulled a long face and asked:

"Even Master Yang doesn't have time until next Monday at the earliest—what can I do about it?"

Du Xiaojuan laughed speechlessly:

"You believe whatever people say! Do you have to be so naive? Time can be coordinated, okay? Call him and offer him another thousand yuan to come this Sunday—see if he's willing! If he's not willing, offer two thousand, three thousand—I don't believe he'd really turn down money!"

Wang Dashan gave a dry laugh:

"Throwing money at people like that is disrespectful to them."

Du Xiaojuan said:

"Isn't Master Yang a Geography Master to earn money? Even if, hypothetically, offering more money couldn't sway that Master Yang, couldn't you just push the date back? To next week!"

Wang Dashan was momentarily speechless and also very annoyed.

The main reason he was annoyed was Du Xiaojuan's tone when communicating with him—it was as if she were stepping on his head and trampling his scalp with her feet, which made him completely lose his dignity as a husband.

"Anyway, I chose next Monday, and my Second and Third Brothers have already agreed. If you're not happy with it, you go communicate with Master Yang yourself—I don't have the face to tell Master Yang to change the date!"

Du Xiaojuan looked speechless:

"Isn't it just a phone call? I'll communicate, I'll communicate—send me that Master Yang's phone number right now!"

As a result, Du Xiaojuan personally called Master Yang, and in a few quick moves, got everything arranged.

Du Xiaojuan's method was simple and crude: she directly told Master Yang to add another two thousand yuan, asking him to accommodate their schedule; as soon as Master Yang heard it, his attitude immediately became very good, and he said:

"Fine, no problem. You want me to visit the grave on any day you like—you pick the time!"