Voluntary psychiatric hospital admission was simpler than forced admission, only requiring an ID and daily necessities to enter. But the summer clearly did not have that self-control. To forcibly enter, a public security organ needed to issue a “decision book”, Song Ruohan would speak to the northern district about this matter.
The phone rang, the summer in the room also felt exhausted, falling into a trance. Summer sat in the sand, silent throughout. Song Ruohan stood in front of him, observed him for a long time, gently placing him into contemplation. Summer did not move. She gently patted his back. Summer closed her eyes, tears flowing out.
We are not worried.
After the Spring Festival, Qiuhua was appointed as the deputy director of the northern district. The old division still managed finances.
The development office on the second floor, fundamentally, was to attract commercial investment. Knowing that the summer foundation would have an investment plan for the village, they wanted to pull the project to her area, where she had advantages. She could tell Qiuhua to give her a vacation bonus. Dizhou was not happy, his advantage was having land.
Dizhou and the development office pulled support, for Ruojiao this was good news. But he was still uncertain because Zhou Miaotiao had never pulled out the financial management details of the foundation. First, secondly, the board of directors could not decide.
According to regulations, the assistance project is implemented after being approved by the board of directors, and the foundation’s daily office and liaison activities expenses are also approved by the board of directors before being withdrawn from financial allocations. Therefore, if Elder Zhou and Xia Mu were to resign as board directors, they could be considered to have delayed their response.
After a few months, the situation suddenly turned around, and Xia Mu gave himself a position as a long-term executive, and then the board director became a rotating director.
Becoming a rotating director was Zhou Maozhi’s intention to gain benefits. Elder Zhou and Qi Xuan discussed Xia Mu, and as they spoke, they saw Qi Xuan’s interest in the foundation, and Elder Zhou felt the situation was turning, believing this young man was capable and not as unreliable as others.
Rotating director Xia Mu said, “I’ve just retired, and now I really have nothing to do. The foundation is quite good, I’ll consider it.”
What Xia Mu meant by “considering” was finding some opportunities for the foundation. Soon, four or five enterprises and the Summer League made donations.
Implementation of assistance could now begin.
Jia Daguang’s reputation was flourishing. He roughly planned to go down together, to investigate at the traveler’s home. Zhou Mou believed this needed to leave documentary materials for future use, and brought a small documentary group with a provincial television platform.
They went to Dongxin Village during the Meijiang period. The location was chosen by Xia Mu because these two days, Suo Zi was collecting respiratory tract samples in Dongxin Village.
Xia Mu brought some warm preservatives, filled with soup and water she had prepared. She said, “I haven’t seen him for twenty days, during which time he has been staying in Meijiang, saying he’s in Dongxin Village today.”
Meijiang’s terrain was flat and close to the river bank, developed and declining, with Jiangxi and Yunlong counties once being national poverty counties. Previously, there was a saying called “guarding Jinshan and discussing meals”. Later, on Fengban Mountain, they discovered Asia’s largest lead-zinc mine. Thus, state-owned enterprises, collective enterprises, and middle-aged and elderly cadres from all over the country poured into the mineral mountain. Jiangxi County gradually became a provincial and even national mining hotspot. During the mineral area’s mining boom, almost every family participated, with people transforming minerals. Hundreds of people were working in Meijiang, holding tools, carrying baskets, filtering low-grade minerals by the river, very conspicuous.
Before 2003, Jiangxi County’s minerals were primarily sold as raw resources. Many mountain villages under Fengban Mountain relied on mining and selling minerals, and local white ethnic residents built houses accordingly. Meijiang was superior in minerals.
Heavy metal pollution destroyed the ecological environment, Meijiang’s water system was severely contaminated, and the environmental protection bureau had been issuing documents for nearly thirty years, but the remediation was not something that could be quickly compensated within a short time.
Meijiang’s river, looking far across the river water’s yellow, trees on both banks were withered, medicinal herbs were still growing in the wilderness, occasionally some mountain tops exposed yellowish soil, the sky was still high, but the air was heavy, unable to reach the clouds.
Passing through the county, the county government was Dongxin Village. Jia Daguang couldn’t contact Suo Zi by phone, his daughter’s brain was spinning out the window, her eyes flashing with laughter. The television platform’s people were not chaotic, setting up equipment and recording, the host holding the microphone with emotion, meaning that our research workers were fighting for the country’s medical cause, throwing themselves into the frontline of severe diseases.
Jia Daguang said, “Not yet a child, just effort.”
The host recorded again: “We young scientific research workers, leaving our new homes, coming to extremely harsh living conditions in the mountain area…”
Jia Daguang again said, “Wait until I give these young research workers a special write-up, those little guys will definitely surprise you.”
Zhou Maozhi was also adding oil and vinegar, briefly introducing Suo Zi’s background. The host began to interview Zhou Mou: “I’ll introduce to everyone our famous biologist Professor Zhou Maozhi from the foundation’s establishment.
The child stopped his hand, speaking again and again, and finally still said: “You should care about little Wu. Yesterday I went to the town, met the neighbors, and saw little Wu passing by their yard, who was unconscious for several hours. When it got dark, he still hadn’t woken up, not knowing what to do, so they learned from television to do artificial respiration, massaging and blowing, and fortunately he finally woke up.”
Jia Jia pulled the water basin to the ground, started washing that thermal pad, having been unable to organize language for a long time, scratching his head before asking:
“What happened?”
“He was writing something there, and then just fell over.”
Song Ruohan’s laughter seemed to quietly drift over, Jia Jia raised his head, Song Ruohan seemingly drifting past with a hint of a smile from the courtyard.
The child said again: “This medicine, can you keep it well? I heard those old boards will give you money to send to school, you send a little, and keep the rest yourself.”
Jia Jia remembered the water: “You’ve filtered it, come to our class, and then by year-end we can cover the small building.”
The child knew he was mocking him, feeling somewhat uncomfortable, hiding his face behind the filter: “These words are hearsay. The village head is preparing dinner for you, the good women in the village are helping.”
Jia Jia carried the washed basin to the village head, with a packaged car stopping there. Song Ruohan brought the thermal pad fully wrapped in the travel bag, and this woman saw the old man had even forgotten his bag. Summer reminded him to find Zhou Maotiao.
Zhou Maotiao said: “We represent the research institute, you represent the foundation, we and the television station colleagues will discuss well, and there are several particularly difficult elderly here.”
