The so-called rural library refers to one or several houses located in the countryside, serving rural areas, and custody and manage books.

It can be done by yourself, can be done with others, or can be done by public assistance.

The scale can be large or small, and a small room can be large. If you have a strong capital to build a provincial library, no one can say anything, as long as there is enough area.

The country has always attached great importance to the issues of agriculture, rural areas and farmers.

The purpose of setting up a rural library is to provide farmers with rich spiritual food; implement knowledge projects and establish advanced models of books for collection in rural areas; adhere to business training, which is also the main battlefield for promoting national policies.

As the saying goes, the construction of a comprehensive well-off society and the lack of rural libraries is not considered a comprehensive well-off society in five.

The country's politics has always been handed over to the market to prepare and operate, so that it can be vital. It is best to be able to match some economic activities so that it will not be disguised, and it will not be kept for a long time and will not go far.

Song Qingyun means that you just want to build a place to shelve books? Just forget about the museum, it’s better to turn it into a peasant library. Anyway, it’s the same thing.

In this way, some policy regulations are perfectly avoided.

After listening to Song Qingyun's words, Baima's eyes lit up: "Good solution. If I invest this money, it can be regarded as leaving something for human civilization. By the way, what should I do if I die in the future?"

Song Qingyun: "Professor Bai, you are in your prime, so why don't you talk about your life? Besides, the library is your private investment, and it's not your word to deal with it in the future. You can donate it back to the school. If it really doesn't work, you can donate it to our city library in the future."

Baima laughed: "Yes, yes, I'll take time to go to your village next week. If I really brag about it, I can put the internship base there."

Song Qingyun: "You will never disappoint you. If you have any questions in the future, I will cooperate with the village committees with you. In this way, I will go back tomorrow to prepare for your arrival of Professor. In addition, you must prepare all contract documents."

Baima: "Okay, don't you have a retired special forces soldier in your village? Contact me."

Song Qingyun laughed: "Professor is joking. You are our God of Wealth Bodhisattva, how can you offend me?"

After the call ended, Du Limei gave Song Qingyun thumbs up: "Secretary Song, you are a high-level understanding of policies. I admire you. I admire you. People like you will definitely achieve something in the future. I will not go back to the village with you tomorrow. Our company will also prepare for it. We have to ask the executives to write a business registration for the Hongshi Village Farmers' Library and the Agricultural University Internship Base, and also have to get a construction contract with Professor Bai."

In fact, he mainly wanted to go to the building materials market first to see if he could find some materials for credit.

He also has no money to advance.

"Secretary Song, I have no objection to this project, do you and the village committee?"

Song Qingyun rolled his eyes, "Do your company and executive planning documents be kept in your bag?"

No matter what, Du Limei helped him and Hongshi Village a big favor. Song Qingyun wrote down this love: "I personally have no objection. The comrades of the village committee can help you do your work. In addition, if there are any needs in the future, as long as they do not violate the principles, I personally am willing to cooperate."

After chatting with Boss Du, Song Qingyun sent a message to Du Jingjing, saying that she had found her father and was sleeping with her now. If you are worried, come here early tomorrow morning to meet him.

Du Jingjing: “…”

After a long time, she sent another message: "I am not a conservative person, I can understand. Song Qingyun, don't think too much, and don't blame yourself. This is just a mistake from God."

Song Qingyun grabbed his head and thought to himself: What's wrong with this girl? She's stupid.

That night, Du Limei seemed to have insomnia and walked around the room all night. Hu Er sighed in a low voice, Hu Er hit the wall with a boxing sound, and Hu Er laughed silently.

He kept smoking, and Song Qingyun was awakened several times. He wanted to curse, but considering that Lao Du made a significant contribution to Hongshi Village, he forced himself to endure it.

The two of them didn't sleep well all night. When Du Jingjing came the next morning, they were all disheveled, with red eyes and pale faces.

Du Limei asked in surprise: "Young daughter, how do you know that I went back to the provincial capital and stayed at the Agricultural University Hotel?"

Song Qingyun: "I added her."

Du Jingjing hurriedly gave Song Qingyun a wink, all of whom were worried.

Secretary Xiao Song had no choice but to continue saying: "Wan Xinke peeked at your phone and added it for me. Lao Du, you are an entrepreneur who came to my village to invest. We must understand your personal situation clearly and hope you can understand it."

"Understand, understand, youngest daughter, come and meet me. This is my brother Song Qingyun. This is my daughter Jingjing. Is it beautiful, a big beauty?"

Song Qingyun nodded: "It's indeed a big beauty. Lao Du, you are handsome and have good genetic genes!"

He appreciates Du Jingjing's type in his personal aesthetics, but this is like two old people talking about the younger generation.

Song Qingyun was also a little surprised and thought to himself: Why has my mentality ageed?

It can be seen how much harm a young man’s mental health was to the difficult life of his student days.

Du Limei: "Okay, Secretary Song, I'm leaving. I'll go to Hongshi Village in a few days. If you have time, come to my house to play. Let's find a few friends on my large flat floor, villa, eat hot pot and play mahjong, and it's lively. Otherwise, you'll go back two days later. There's no hurry anyway, come to my house first."

Du Jingjing blushed with embarrassment: "Dad, go quickly, don't delay Secretary Song."

Song Qingyun: "No, work is important, I will talk about it later if I have the chance." If I really go to your house today, what should you do?

The most basic principle of adults is to be tolerant and tolerant of others bragging.

"Goodbye Secretary Song." Jing Jing glanced at Song Qingyun gratefully.

Song Qingyun smiled gently: "Goodbye."

Goodbye, cute and sensible little girl.

No, being so tall is not a little girl.

Goodbye, beautiful girl.

After discussing the internship base with Professor Baima, Song Qingyun was excited and did not delay. He immediately pulled the laser bird-repellent to rush back to the village.

He was so excited that he was eager to notify the cadres of the village committees of the two committees of the good news.

I just arrived at the entrance of the village, but found it very lively.

There is only one single road in and out of Hongshi Village. At this moment, there is an Eight Immortals table in the center of the road, and Huang Ming and a few young men are squatting on the bench to play poker.

Hearing the sound of the engine, Huang Erwa threw the card in his hand, lifted up his spear and jumped down, and was about to stab him.

Seeing that it was Song Qingyun's car, he stopped: "So it's you, why are you running so fast? I'm not responsible for poking the leaking tank."

"You are doing artificial damage and don't compensate for insurance. Who are you looking for?" Song Qingyun smiled and jumped out of the car: "What's wrong? Such a big battle?"

A young man smiled and said, "The branch secretary told Yonghua that the chicken plague has been causing a lot of trouble recently. I am afraid that people outside will bring in the disease, so I asked us to set up a checkpoint here. No chickens and ducks are allowed to be brought into the village. All personnel and vehicles must be disinfected. Huang Erwa is responsible for this, and the other end of the village is under the old hanging pipe."

Song Qingyun was very satisfied: "How is the situation?"

Huang Erwa: "Even a fly can't fly in, don't worry!" After that, with a wave of his hand, two people rushed up with sprayers on their backs and sprayed them all over the place.

Song Qingyun covered her mouth and nose and asked again: "Can the villagers and visitors understand, and whether they have any resistance?"

Huang Mingming glared and patted the spear pole in his hand: "I don't care whether he resists it or not. Anyway, everyone who comes in has to disinfect it. As long as one is put in, the whole village may die. Who can stand it? Everyone can't celebrate the New Year? I dare to force myself to break through, but I recognize him, but the guy in my hand cannot recognize him."

Looking at the others, they were also carrying guys, in addition to sticks and spears, as well as sickles, strong light flashlights and pot lids used to make shields.

Hongshi Village was a famous bandit nest in ancient times, with a fierce folk custom, among which Huang Erwa and Laodian were the most inhumane.

It would be safe to have these two evil people in charge of an intersection.
Chapter completed!