What does it mean to get a perfect score on the college entrance exam but then go missing?

Qin Ze's security level has been upgraded.

However, the specific measures are being implemented by the National Security Bureau and the war zone.

Therefore, Secretary Zhao could not interfere, but could only offer suggestions.

The night market stall owners on duty quickly accepted the suggestion and dressed up more convincingly.

After all, protecting Qin Ze is not a matter of a short time, but a protracted war.

After leaving the village.

The car sped towards Qin Ze's registered residence.

This is where Qin Ze lived for the first ten years of his life.

Most of the parents' debts were incurred in this area.

Forty minutes later.

The car finally arrived at the entrance of Xitao Village.

Qin Ze got out of the car.

Golden waves of wheat came into view, and the air was filled with the fragrance of grass and trees, which was refreshing and delightful.

But soon Qin Ze became somewhat puzzled.

"It's wheat harvest time, why is there no one at the village entrance?"

As is the norm.

This is the busiest time for farming.

Everyone should be working in the fields, rushing to harvest wheat.

Secretary Zhao casually replied, "Perhaps it's not time to harvest this land yet."

He knew the inside story.

Since Qin Ze's security level was upgraded.

There are mobile posts for those who go out.

The sentry post requires that no unchecked individuals are allowed within ten meters of Qin Ze.

This treatment is even better than that of a provincial governor.

To avoid arousing Qin Ze's suspicion, Secretary Zhao suggested, "Let's go directly to the village committee and have the village head call your creditors over, so we don't have to go door to door to look for them."

Qin Ze thought the suggestion was good: "Okay! You go first, I'll go buy some things."

"What should I buy?"

Qin Ze: "Everyone in the village is related by marriage. My dad always said that you can't visit relatives empty-handed."

This is a basic custom in rural areas.

Whenever villagers from the city return to their village after a long absence, they certainly won't go looking for their relatives empty-handed.

Even just carrying some canned fruit or something is good.

Secretary Zhao had intended to dissuade him.

He didn't have much money to begin with, so buying gifts was a bit of a struggle.

But thinking about it carefully, it's not a bad thing.

He asked Qin Ze to buy the things so he could inform the village head in advance.

So Secretary Zhao had his driver accompany Qin Ze, instructing him to be discerning when making the payment.

Then he walked straight to the village committee by himself.

The village committee and the village's senior activity center are connected.

There were groups of elderly people sunbathing and smoking in the square.

The door to the village head's office was ajar.

Zhao Keqin stepped inside, and an old man with a buzz cut looked up at him with a hesitant expression.

"Who...who are you looking for?"

Zhao Keqin immediately pulled out his work ID: "Zhao Keqin from the Provincial Government, who are you?"

Upon hearing that someone from the provincial government had come, the old man immediately stood up: "I am Qin Wu, the deputy director of the village, and I am currently in charge of the village's work."

Zhao Keqin frowned upon hearing this.

wrong!

He works for the provincial government and knows the current policies.

nowadays,

The village-level leaders should all be college graduates sent from outside the village.

The aim is to fully implement the rural revitalization strategy with professional and advanced concepts.

The main affairs of the village should be handled by the village officials who have been dispatched from other areas.

These older village chiefs in the area should have retired to the second line.

So Zhao Keqin asked, "Where is the village's top official stationed there?"

"Ugh, don't even mention it."

Qin Wu let out a long sigh.

"They were taken away by people from the provincial government a few days ago."

"They say it's because of Qin Ze's matter, and the higher-ups are investigating it retrospectively."

"The village's top official has been taken away, and so has the town's poverty alleviation office staff."

"They've taken away quite a few people."

"There's no one in charge of the village right now, so I'll just have to fill in as the deputy director for now."

Only then did Zhao Keqin remember.

After Qin Ze's incident, Nie Du was furious.

From top to bottom, all the way down.

This includes the top official stationed in the village.

Although he may not have made any specific mistakes at work.

However, allowing Qin Ze to struggle on the poverty line would be a grave sin.

Thinking of this, Zhao Keqin instructed, "Then you'll have to work harder; they'll send someone down as soon as possible."

"That's nothing."

Qin Wu was calm and composed.

"There aren't many things going on in the village. I've been the village head for most of my life, so I can manage."

"The most important thing now is, how is Qin Ze?"

Zhao Keqin frowned: "What's your relationship with Qin Ze?"

"Relatives," Qin Wu replied matter-of-factly.

"One-third of the people in our village are surnamed Qin, and all of them are related by blood."

"I am his father's cousin."

That concludes my statement.

Zhao Keqin couldn't help but purse his lips.

If you're relatives, why didn't you do this earlier?

Therefore, he asked with malicious suspicion, "Why didn't you care about Qin Ze before?"

"I need to be able to care about these things too!"

Qin Wu sighed.

"His father took the whole family to the city to work seven or eight years ago."

"After that, I only came to the village a few times to borrow money, and then I never came back."

"I don't even know where they live."

"The next time I heard news about this family was just a few days ago."

"If the village's top official hadn't been taken away, we would have thought this family had disappeared."

Zhao Keqin nodded slightly, feeling somewhat relieved.

Judging from Qin Wu's appearance, he didn't seem to be lying.

It wasn't that they, as relatives, didn't want to help, but rather that Qin Ze's father had voluntarily severed ties with the village.

Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense.

Everyone else goes to the city for a better future.

Qin Ze's father went to the city, but instead of finding a good future, he did not.

His wife died of illness, and he was injured in an accident; he certainly wouldn't have the face to go home.

After Qin's father left, Qin Ze was left all alone and helpless.

Zhao Keqin sighed softly: "Qin Ze's father owes you a lot of money, doesn't he?"

"Um."

Qin Wu nodded.

"His mother passed away that year, and when he saw Qin Ze's father again half a year later, he was also paralyzed."

"There are several families in the village, all relatives and friends, who have all lent money to them."

"As far as I know, I borrowed 15,000 myself."

"My second brother borrowed 20,000 yuan."

"Two neighbors also chipped in 10,000 yuan."

"That was several years ago, back when money was worth quite a bit..."

Zhao Keqin interrupted directly, saying, "Alright, no matter how much money you borrowed, don't rush to pay it back. Qin Ze has it tough too."

Of course, 45,000 was worth a lot of money a few years ago.

Zhao Keqin guessed that Qin Wu was just trying to bring up the matter of repaying the money.

This is precisely the task that Zhao Keqin is responsible for.

He continued, "Qin Ze doesn't have the ability to repay the loan right now, so we'll consider this..."

"What kind of talk is that!"

Qin Wu was a little angry.

"Do you think we're forcing the kids to pay back the money?"

Zhao Keqin was momentarily speechless: "I..."

"You underestimate the people of our village."

Qin Wu stormed back to his desk.

He opened the first drawer.

A large sum of money was handed out from it.

The majority of the coins are red 100-yuan notes, with some 20-yuan and 50-yuan notes, and even a few yuan notes.

"We only found out that Qin Ze had been admitted to university when the top leader was taken away a couple of days ago."

"Given his parents' situation, the child definitely won't have enough money for tuition."

"After the villagers found out, every household came to me, saying they wanted to raise money for their children's tuition."

"This was given by people who don't know how to use a mobile phone; it totals 17,353 yuan."

"I still have 38,000 yuan in my phone account."

"I have a list of donors here."

Done.

Qin Wu pulled out two pages of letter paper from another drawer.

The names and amounts were recorded in dense detail.

From several thousand to just a few dollars.

Qin Wu remembered everything perfectly.

"Please, help me take this money to my child. We can't find him now."

Looking at the pile of banknotes that Qin Wu pushed over.

Zhao Keqin was filled with deep regret.

Oh shit!

I'm an animal!

Why am I so sarcastic?!