Nominal: Energy sector enters Handong, breaking the deadlock

Zhao Qilun solemnly said, "The village doesn't need to raise a single penny."

Apply for special funds from the province.

clap clap clap!

applause.

Zhao Qilun turned to Song Yunhui with a smile on his face, "Governor Song, what do you think of this arrangement?"

"It's so late at night, we can't let hundreds of ordinary people go home to sleep feeling cold."

The villagers were very excited, and many of them grinned from ear to ear, nudging each other's arms to pass on the good news.

Old Wang's eyes widened in surprise, and he thanked Zhao Qilun repeatedly.

Gu Changming and Ma Weiguo exchanged a glance, both of them hoping that the provincial leaders would take over the terrible mess.

For them, this was like a windfall.

Song Yunhui looked at Zhao Qilun expressionlessly, "Governor Zhao, don't rush to make a decision."

This approach only addresses the symptoms, not the root cause.

Zhao Qilun was a little confused. "Governor Zhao, the irrigation canal is in place, so the agricultural irrigation problem is solved."

Song Yunhui raised his hand and pointed to the mountains in the distance, which were completely shrouded in night. "Didn't you notice the surrounding terrain?"

Dalingwan Village is surrounded by mountains on three sides.

"If the province really allocates special funds and construction begins on the irrigation canal, will it truly solve the problem?"

Gu Changming said confidently, "Governor Zhao, you should be able to resolve this."

Actually, I wasn't sure myself.

Song Yunhui stood up. "Villagers, comrades, there is a rainy season and a dry season."

Needless to say, the rainy season is another story.

During the dry season, it doesn't rain for months on end.

With no water flowing down, the canal became a dry cement ditch.

Can a canal spontaneously generate water?

It's a soul-searching question.

Zhao Qilun hadn't expected Song Yunhui to think so much.

He opened his mouth wide, but something stuck in his throat, and he couldn't finish the sentence.

Song Yunhui stated bluntly: "The provincial government's funds must be used wisely."

Let's hope that the project is completed but the farmers' farmland still can't get a single drop of water.

When the inspection team from higher authorities comes to inspect the irrigation canal, it will be featured on television and in newspapers, but all the crops in the fields will wither.

Are we, as officials, truly doing practical things for the people, or are we creating vanity projects to make our own lives look good?

To focus on irrigation canals rather than water sources when undertaking water conservancy projects is to put the cart before the horse.

Zhao Qilun shifted his position on the bench a couple of times, coughed dryly to cover his embarrassment, and said, "Governor Song, you've thought this through."

So, in your opinion, how should this situation be resolved?

They all wanted to know, including Qi Tongwei and Li Dakang.

Facing the gazes of hundreds of villagers, Song Yunhui solemnly said, "I have read the geological and hydrological data of our Handong Province."

About ten kilometers uphill from Dalingwan Village, there is a natural funnel-shaped depression canyon.

My opinion is that not only should the irrigation canal be built, but a reservoir should also be constructed.

Zhao Qilun quickly flattered, "Governor Song, you are truly playing a grand game."

Song Yunhui waved his hand, "Provincial Zhao, let me finish what I have to say."

It blocks all the mountain spring water and rainwater flowing down from the mountain during the rainy season, keeping it halfway up the mountain.

With the reservoir serving as a huge regulating pool, an irrigation pipeline network can then be laid downstream.

This will eradicate poverty at once, completely solve the agricultural water problem in Dalingwan and several downstream villages, and even solve the drinking water problem for people and livestock.

The abundant water resources can also supply Iwadai City and even Kyoto City.

Repairing a reservoir.

What a pleasant surprise!

It was only then that Li Dakang realized why Song Yunhui had sent him.

If a reservoir is built in Yantai to supply Jingzhou, it will be a political achievement, and I can say that my trip was worthwhile.

The villagers stopped whispering to each other, and they could even hear the birds chirping in the trees.

Gu Changming and Ma Weiguo did not feel relaxed; their scalps tingled.

The cost of building an irrigation canal is only tens of thousands of yuan.

If we build a reservoir, even selling them all wouldn't be enough!

Building a large reservoir in this remote mountain area, where even large construction vehicles can't get in, would be an infrastructure project costing hundreds of millions of yuan from the outset.

They also want to carry out blasting and road network construction, which is something that a township cadre would never dare to think about.

Wang Laoshuan was very excited. "Governor Song has spoken to the hearts of us mountain folks."

Our ancestors dreamed of building a reservoir on the mountain.

With the reservoir, even if it doesn't rain for half a year, there will still be a harvest in the fields.

To be honest with you all, ten years ago the province sent a high-ranking official to investigate on-site.

At the time, he confidently declared that he would build a reservoir here to benefit the entire township.

only......"

Song Yunhui asked, "Why was there no follow-up?"

Wang Laoshuan sighed heavily and shook his head. "I remember that the person who went to the remote mountain village was Secretary Zhao Lichun."

Old Wang was puffing on his pipe.

There's no way to break this habit that's been ingrained for so many years.

"What a grand spectacle! I'm not high enough in rank, so I can only watch from afar."

Secretary Zhao personally led a large group of people up the mountain and took a stroll around.

They said the geographical conditions in Dalingwan were too harsh, the rocks too hard, making construction difficult. And then nothing more was said.

Old Wang tapped his pipe against the bench leg twice.

It's truly heartbreaking.

Zhao Lichun.

Li Dakang's first political career was as Zhao Lichun's secretary, a relationship that is common knowledge.

Zhao Lichun has been deeply involved in the work in Handong Province for over twenty years.

Even now, having left Handong and gone to a higher position.

But in the land of Handong, Zhao Lichun had countless disciples and former subordinates.

If Zhao Lichun says no, then the reservoir construction project is probably really not going to work.

"Ten years have passed, and the geological conditions will not change much, but our country's engineering technology and tunnel boring machine technology have long been updated and upgraded."

"The terrain barriers that equipment couldn't access or overcome before don't mean they can't be solved now." Song Yunhui was very confident that as long as the technology and funding were in place, building a reservoir wouldn't be difficult.

Qi Tongwei chimed in, "Governor Song is right. Only by seeing it in person can we know if it can be repaired. Fellow villagers, don't be discouraged."

"Anything Governor Song says he'll do, he'll definitely get done."

"Director Qi is right, there are always more solutions than problems." Song Yunhui nodded. "Governor Zhao."

Zhao Qilun quickly straightened up. "Governor Song, I'm listening. What are your instructions?"

Song Yunhui pushed up his glasses. "Since this mountain is such a tough nut to crack, we'll lead a team to the mountain tomorrow to get a feel for it."

Call the provincial water resources department as soon as possible and notify the experts, and also bring all the agricultural experts with you.

Everyone must arrive at Dalingwan Village by tomorrow morning.

"Okay, Governor Song, I'll notify them right away." Zhao Qilun left to find a secluded place to make the call.

If the irrigation canals and reservoirs can be resolved, then everything else is not a big deal.

The villagers didn't really want to talk about it anymore, but Song Yunhui insisted on hearing the truth.

So the villagers started pouring out their grievances.

An elderly man stood up and complained that it was difficult to see a doctor. The village lacked even a health clinic or clinic, and if he got a sudden illness, he had to go to the township health center.

The middle-aged man complained that there was no work to be done in the mountains, all the young people had left, and only the old, weak, sick and disabled were left behind.

As they listened to the problems raised by the villagers, Gu Changming, Ma Weiguo, and Zhou Haoyang all took notes one by one.

Fortunately, some of the problems were not major issues, and Gu Changming and Ma Weiguo could resolve them with a decision.

After the event, Zhou Tiejun asked, "Secretary Wang, are there any veterans in your village, especially those who participated in the War of Resistance Against Japan or the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea?"

This is something Zhou Tiejun always does whenever he goes to a new place.

Today, we arrived at this small mountain village in Yantai City, and it was no exception.