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Why doesn't Chen Xingjia reuse it?
There is no such thing. Chen Xingjia has something important.

The realistic versions of in the name of people and Chen Xingjia captured 87 corrupt officials in five years, including the county magistrate. Chen Xingjia served as the secretary of Badong County Party Committee for five years, and successfully arrested 87 corrupt elements and black-hearted businessmen, and all of them were sent to prison, which made 500,000 residents in Badong County clap their hands and cheer people up.

Chen Xingjia's "My Mother" content:

Today's speech is dedicated to the most important person in my life-my mother.

I was born in Xiangxiawan Village, Gao Qiao, Xingshan County, Hubei Province. I have met many people over the years, but I still think my mother is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life. Her smile is warm enough to melt the ice and snow.

My mother only studied for two years. She didn't tell me anything, but she was the first mentor in my life.

It has been many years since my mother left me. When I was secretary of the county party Committee, there was a portrait of my mother in the middle of the bookcase in the office. For so many years, my mother has been the person who supported me all my life, and let me embark on the road I want at countless forks in the road.

Once, a boss came to my office to talk about work. When he left, he left an ordinary brand shirt and opened the box. For the first time in my life, I saw the face value of 1000 Hong Kong dollars. There are 200 Hong Kong dollars in the envelope under the shirt.

In this office, I refused piles of money, designer watches and gold bars. How did I do it? In addition to the education of the party, the deterrent power of the law lies in my mother's life creed, which deeply influenced me, that is, to be clean. Mom always said: love clean, poverty soon.

I remember when I was a child, the adobe house we lived in was very shabby, but it was always clean inside and out. In the dark kitchen where I have lived for many generations, my mother always put different meals and condiments in different pottery bowls. The smell of firewood smoking is still fresh in my memory after I left home for half my life.

I was a little naughty when I was a child. Once I came back from playing with ash outside. Hardly had I reached the door when my mother stopped me. "Just stand there and don't come in!" I was in a panic. I don't know what mistake I made. My mother said, did I tell you to love cleanliness?

I glanced at the clothes with several patches on me and said, anyway, it's patched clothes. What does it matter? My mother was very angry at that time: "Jiaer, listen carefully, even patched clothes should be worn clean"!

After graduating from college, I returned to the mountainous area. My first job was as a safety officer in the Bureau of Fuel Chemistry. On the first day of work, my mother cooked a table of dishes. At the dinner table, my mother said to me, "OK Jia, you are a working comrade now. One should be diligent and the other should be clean! " This sentence has accompanied my entire administrative career.

When I was in Badong, I defined the spirit of Badong as four words: honesty and self-improvement. I have been gone for three years, and these four words are still hanging on the building of Badong County Government.

The second life lesson my mother taught me was compassion.

When I was a child, there were Uncle Pan and Aunt Wang in the village. They have seven children, and I remember that Nakamura hated this family very much. Uncle Pan always bends down with a tobacco pouch. Wherever he goes, he coughs and vomits. Wang Bobang never seems to comb his hair, but he is always unkempt. This is such a family.

He often comes to our house to borrow salt to eat. I seldom see them still. Probably because of face, they often borrow from different children, but my mother never lets them go back empty-handed. I once asked my mother: they always say borrow and never pay back. Why did they borrow it?

I remember my mother was very angry at that time and pulled her face down and scolded me: people can't live, how can they borrow salt to eat? If we don't borrow it, they have nowhere to borrow it! Stop talking!

Another time in the middle of the night, Wang Boniang came to our house and cried, saying that someone had come to propose for their third daughter, but there was nothing to wear. That night, I saw my mother give her a white "dacron" dress with a crimson check when she got married.

Looking back now, although my mother was poor, she was like a bodhisattva in that village. She is carefully protecting the survival dignity of those who are weaker than her with her meager strength.

My mother's words and deeds are engraved in my blood. Whether I am a secretary or a public welfare worker, I always treat the weak like a mother.

When I went to Badong, there were nearly 500 AIDS patients in Badong County, including a very special village, with a total of 35 villages. They have basically no contact with the outside world and have become isolated villages. I arranged for the town government to kill a pig. I personally went to this village to invite all AIDS patients to have dinner together. We ate and drank together, and everyone present cried that day.

This is the first time in a long time that they have been treated as normal people. I just want to tell you through this that these people have suffered enough and they should not be discriminated against!

Later, I did public welfare. Every time I walk into the ward of Children's Hematology Department, the children huddled in the hospital bed with bare heads and masks, and their parents with haggard faces beside the hospital bed, their eyes always remind me of the eyes of the Pan Bobo family in my childhood. One person's strength can't change the world, but I also hope that I can help these people live a little easier with my meager strength like my mother.

I couldn't get over it for years after my mother left. Now I finally understand that as long as I live as clean and kind as my mother, my mother will still be there!

If my mother is like a match, and her shimmer illuminates that mountain village, I would like to be a candle and burn myself to light the way for the disadvantaged groups!

I am now a public welfare person, and public welfare is a cause that lights up society. I hope more young people and more of you can join the charity team. Together, we will light up a better China like a torch!

Thank you!