
One day, the provincial governor, accompanied by a group of leaders from the city, county, and town, arrived at Yonghe Village, which was far from the provincial capital. Why did the leaders come to this remote village? It turns out that this is the village that suffered the most from the drought in the province this year. Upon arriving in the village, a large group of staff crowded around, and more than a dozen journalists surrounded them. After inspecting the drought situation, the governor began to speak to the masses: "Fellow villagers of Yonghe Village, you have worked hard! The drought in Yonghe Village this time is truly a once-in-a-century event, but I believe that everyone will have confidence and will definitely have ways to overcome this difficulty!"
The villagers said in unison, "Speak."
The governor thought to himself: They probably don't want to hear these empty words and want me to say something practical, so he continued, "I came to visit everyone in a hurry this time and didn't bring any supplies, only bringing some disaster relief funds..."
The villagers' faces lit up, and they said in unison, "Speak!"
The governor thought: They still want me to say? Oh, they must want me to say how much disaster relief funds I brought. This time, I only brought 50,000 yuan, which is indeed a bit less. I originally wanted to quietly hand it over to the town's leaders, but now the masses want me to say it publicly, so I can't help but say it. So the governor said, "The disaster relief funds I brought are indeed a bit less, only 50,000 yuan, but seeing everyone suffering such a big disaster, I am very uneasy inside, therefore, I will donate my personal salary for this month!" The governor said, taking out a handful of money from his bag. The county chief gestured, and the town chief quickly took the money.
The villagers clapped even louder and said in unison, "Speak!"
Seeing that the villagers still wanted the governor to speak, the mayor, county chief, and town chief also expressed their willingness to donate their salaries for this month. Now, the villagers clapped even louder: "Speak!"
The governor saw that everyone was still asking him to speak and felt a bit unhappy: What's wrong with these villagers? The provincial, city, and county levels have all given money, and leaders at all levels have also donated their money privately. Why do they still want us to "speak"? He thought for a while and started to speak the concluding words: "Fellow villagers, this money is indeed too little and can only relieve the immediate emergency, not fundamentally solve everyone's difficulties. But I think, as long as everyone is self-reliant and strives to become stronger, it is completely possible to overcome the difficulties. Next year at this time, I will definitely come to visit everyone again. Today, I want to temporarily say goodbye to my fellow villagers..."
The villagers still said in unison, "Speak!"
Hey, the governor wanted to leave but couldn't.
The governor quietly pulled the county chief aside and asked, "What's going on with these people? Are there people deliberately making trouble?"
The county chief panicked upon hearing this and quickly pulled the town chief aside, saying, "Go and find out what the villagers still want the governor to say. Why do they keep saying 'speak, speak, speak'?"
The town chief listened, stunned, and suddenly slapped his head, exclaiming, "County chief, I forgot that you are also from another county and don't know the characteristics of our local dialect. Among the whole county, only in our few towns do we use the word 'speak' in a special way—it means to agree or promise to what others say, without using any other word, only 'speak.' This 'speak' means 'good'!"
The county chief listened, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "My goodness!" He quickly told the governor's secretary about this, and the secretary quickly told the governor in a low voice. The governor listened, immediately felt relieved, let out a long breath, and said with a smile to everyone, "Alright! The drought is so severe, and I have taken up so much of everyone's time, I'm really sorry. Now, please go back to fight the drought, and I won't say a word."
The villagers clapped thunderously, cheering: "Speak!"
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John Bruce
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Comments (1)
What an interesting play on words! I, too, could not figure out what was still expected of him! Haha!