From collapsing rooftop to poverty alleviation village chief

"Sister Guifen, is something the matter?"

Lin Ye looked up and saw Qin Guifen wearing a thin blue and white coarse cloth dress. The moonlight was high in the sky, vaguely reflecting her plump figure.

Qin Guifen closed the door and swayed her hips as she walked up to Lin Ye.

"Village Chief Lin, can't I come to see you if there's nothing wrong?"

Lin Ye frowned slightly. "Sister Guifen, it's so late. It's not appropriate for you to come to see me alone."

"Why not? Village Chief Lin, you're so handsome, and I'm not bad-looking either. We're quite a good match."

Qin Guifen sat down next to Lin Ye, raised her hand and reached for Lin Ye's chest, but stopped before touching him, her hand seemingly trembling slightly.

The blue and white coarse cloth dress she was wearing was probably the best clothes in the house. She tried her best to look charming, but she didn't seem very skilled at it.

Lin Ye stood up, created some distance, and then said to Qin Guifen:

"Sister Guifen, if you have any difficulties, you can just tell me. There's no need to do anything unnecessary."

Qin Guifen stared blankly at Lin Ye for a long while before her feigned allure finally crumbled. Her eyes reddened, and her voice choked with emotion.

"I want to leave Qiongyu Village! Leave this poor place!!"

Qin Guifen said this through gritted teeth, clearly indicating that she had been holding it in for a long time.

She stood up, awkwardly displaying her figure. "Village Chief Lin, I know you'll be leaving soon. Could you take me and Xingzi with you? I have a big butt; I can give you a son!"

Lin Ye was shocked and quickly said, "Sister Guifen, I won't leave until my work in Qiongyu Village is finished! I don't have those kinds of feelings for you either!"

Qin Guifen's last shred of feigned charm vanished. Gathering her remaining courage, she tremblingly tore open her collar, revealing a patch of skin.

"Village Chief Lin, you can do anything to me, please take my son away, okay?"

Lin Ye was silent for a moment, then walked to the door and opened it. "Sister Guifen, I'm here to help alleviate poverty."

His voice was calm, yet so resolute that Qin Guifen's last bit of courage was shattered. She collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face.

"I knew it, no one could save us..."

Lin Ye took the blanket from the bed, gently draped it over her, and asked:

"Sister Guifen, if you have any difficulties, you can tell me. If there's anything I can't do, I'll report it to the county. Don't worry, I won't let anyone bully you."

Qin Guifen gave a bitter laugh, "You saved Xingzi, I thought, I thought you could take us away..."

Lin Ye frowned and asked in a low voice, "Is someone in the village really bullying you?"

Qin Guifen cried for a while, then gradually calmed down. She stood up, propped herself up on the table, sat back down on the stool, wiped away her tears, and smiled.

"I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself in front of Village Chief Lin. I was just joking with you."

"Sister Guifen, please believe me, I will definitely stay in Qiongyu Village until our village is lifted out of poverty and becomes prosperous, so..."

Lin Ye bent down slightly, bringing his gaze to Qin Guifen's level, and said earnestly:

"If you have any grievances or difficulties, you can tell me, and I will definitely find a way to help you solve them."

Qin Guifen stared blankly at Lin Ye. The young man in front of her was handsome, and his eyes shone like the rising sun, illuminating the deepest shadows in her heart.

Perhaps he really is different from the people before him?

"My man was murdered."

She spoke slowly, and Lin Ye's expression changed. He quickly asked, "How were you murdered?"

Does this poverty alleviation work have to involve a mysterious murder case?

"When Xingzi was two years old, my husband came back from picking mushrooms in the mountains and suddenly had a chest pain. I went to find the old village chief and Zhang Dafu, but there was no doctor in the village. My husband said he was probably just tired and went to bed, but... but..."

Qin Guifen clutched the blanket, the veins on the back of her hands bulging, and tears streamed down her face again.

"He fell asleep and never woke up again. Later they said my husband died of some kind of heart disease."

Lin Ye blurted out, "Sudden cardiac death?"

"Yes, that's the disease." Qin Guifang nodded, her eyes filled with sorrow and a hint of hatred.

"I inquired and they said that if this disease is treated in time, it can be saved, but there are no doctors in our village. Even if we send him to the county, it takes more than an hour on that mountain road, which is simply not enough time. My husband was killed by this place, Qiongyu Village!"

"I hate Qiongyu Village! I hate these mountains, these rivers, I hate that difficult mountain path!"

"I must leave here. I can't let my son continue living in a place like this!"

"..." Lin Ye didn't know how to respond for a moment, and could only watch Qin Guifen scream hysterically, as if venting her anger.

Sudden cardiac death is not unique to Qiongyu Village. Even in cities, if rescue is not timely or the measures are not appropriate, the patient may not be saved.

Conversely, if Qin Guifen's family had lived in a big city with a well-developed medical system, basic medical knowledge, convenient transportation, and timely assistance, her husband would have had a much higher chance of being saved.

Qin Guifen hated Qiongyu Village and wanted to leave it; no one could blame her for anything.

Lin Ye recalled the last four words of his "23-character poverty alleviation mantra"—health poverty alleviation.

In many impoverished areas, medical conditions are extremely backward, and some areas do not even have basic clinics. In addition, the mountain roads are difficult to travel, so some acute illnesses that could have been saved cannot wait for treatment.

Countless lives that should have continued were cut short by this.

Qiongyu Village is such a place, and Qin Guifen's husband is such an unfortunate person.

However, given the conditions in Zhanghua County and Qiongyu Village, even if the county were to arrange a resident doctor and build a clinic, it would only be able to treat minor illnesses. In the event of an acute or serious illness, this mountain road would still become an obstacle to death.

Renovating dilapidated houses, rebuilding village schools, improving medical conditions, and repairing roads are the problems we are facing now. Inevitably, there will be other issues in the future, such as water, electricity, gas, and resource development.

Lin Ye suddenly felt a heaviness in his heart.

There is so much work to be done in Qiongyu Village.

He inexplicably thought of Er Yatou again.

In fact, Qin Guifen's husband and Er Yatou's situation were very similar. They both fell ill suddenly and lost their lives before they could be taken out of the village for medical treatment.

In his previous life, he couldn't save Er Yatou. He never imagined that in this life, in Qiongyu Village, there would be people like Er Yatou whose lives were directly taken by poverty and hardship...

dong dong.

Chen Yonggui appeared at the door and knocked on the door with his pipe.

"Guifen, there's nothing we can do about Dayouzi's situation. You can't blame the village; this is the place where you were born and raised."

Qin Guifen stood up, took off the quilt from her body, put it on the bed, and folded it neatly.

When she turned around, she had already reverted to her charming and seductive demeanor, took out a handful of sunflower seeds from her skirt pocket, and walked to the door while cracking them open.

"The old village chief is right, it's just bad luck for us, Village Chief Lin..."

She turned around, cracking sunflower seeds and laughing, "You should go back as soon as possible. Qiongyu Village is a poor place. We are born poor, and no one can change that."