On May 2, a memorial service for Wang Nengbing was held in Dahu Village, Wangying Town, Yangxin County. People from the surrounding areas came spontaneously to bid him a final farewell.
In the crowd, some quietly pressed money into the hands of Wang Nengbing’s wife, Shi Jianrong: 600 yuan, 1,000 yuan, 8,000 yuan… This money was what Wang Nengbing had advanced to help villagers open supermarkets and purchase goods. Until his death, he never asked the villagers to write an IOU.
As an ordinary village cadre in Dahu Village, why did he earn such deep remembrance from the people? Over the past few days, we visited Wang Nengbing’s hometown and got close to this “little soldier” who had worked for the people’s welfare for 11 years.
“If he had been slower, maybe he wouldn’t have had an accident”
On April 25, Wang Nengbing, a cadre from Dahu Village, Wangying Town, tragically fell from a height and died while clearing landslide rocks. This is the scene of the incident.
Around 2:10 p.m. on April 25, continuous rainfall caused a landslide on the slope near the Shanxia Luo Group residential area in Dahu Village, with rocks hitting villagers’ houses. To prevent secondary disasters, Wang Nengbing and village party branch deputy secretary Wang Xiandou agreed to clean up and reinforce the area while the weather was clear.
Near the cleanup site, two network cables were hanging down, blocking dump trucks from passing. Wang Nengbing resolutely climbed onto a 3-meter-high dump truck, lifted and tied the cables, successfully opening a rescue passage. However, he accidentally fell while coming down from the height and died.
“If he had been slower, maybe he wouldn’t have had an accident,” the cadres and villagers of Dahu Village said with regret.
Shi Jianrong cannot forget her husband’s last back. That day at noon, Wang Nengbing had just taken a few bites of rice when he received a phone call and put down his bowl and chopsticks to leave.
“It’s Saturday today, finish your meal before you go!” Shi Jianrong called after him.
“No, I need to take advantage of the clear weather to clean up the landslide quickly.” He rode off on his motorcycle. Shi Jianrong said that was the last conversation between the couple.
Wang Xiandou, who was cleaning up with him, said the landslide affected four households, with outer walls damaged by mud and rocks, and the people had been properly relocated. Wang Nengbing had been concerned about this matter. “His elderly mother, over 80 years old, had injured her leg and was being treated in the county hospital. He had planned to visit her over the weekend.”
When sorting through his belongings, family members found a stack of cash in Wang Nengbing’s jacket pocket—exactly 600 yuan. Wang Xiandou’s eyes reddened: “The day before the incident, he had been running around looking for a place to dump the rocks. He had finally persuaded two households to free up their vegetable plots. This compensation money, he hadn’t had time to deliver it to the villagers.”
“We never asked the villagers to write an IOU”
Wang Nengbing serving villagers by entering homes.
Wangying Town is a reservoir area and an old revolutionary base, once home to five generals of the Republic. For nearly half a century, it has produced many heroes and models. Dahu Village, where Wang Nengbing lived, is a remote village in the town.
Before becoming a village cadre, Wang Nengbing was a leader in helping villagers get rich. In earlier years, transportation was inconvenient, and villagers had to take a boat to town to buy things. To help the villagers, he opened the first supermarket near the ferry, with annual sales of nearly 3 million yuan.
Seeing Wang Nengbing’s life improve, some villagers came to him for help. Some wanted to open small shops but lacked the capital to stock goods. Wang Nengbing readily brought goods from his own store: “Take these to sell first, pay me after you’ve sold them.”
Shi Jianrong said that over the years, Wang Nengbing had advanced more than 100,000 yuan in unpaid funds and goods to help villagers start businesses. “We never asked the villagers to write an IOU. He firmly believed that as long as everyone got rich, the money would be repaid.”
Today, along the main road of Dahu