20 years of spring breeze

Chapter 3
The inside of the car is getting hotter and hotter, the smell of sweat and smoke, the smell of chicken and duck in the bag, although the mountain wind keeps blowing in from the car window, it is only slightly better than nothing, there are too many people, except for the head Can move a bit, the rest of the parts are all squeezed together with others.

The winding mountain road bends and turns along the river, and on the other side is the hillside, woods and cliffs.

The car was panting and coughing like an old man, and it paused as soon as it climbed the hill. The machine shouted loudly, but it had no power.

I don't know how long it took, Xiaowei, who was leaning on the car door and drowsy, was awakened by the sound of brakes. With the force of the brakes, he fell to one side, and was pushed back by the person in front.

"At the door, squeeze in and open the door." The driver turned his head and shouted towards the door.

Xiaowei also shouted, "Go ahead, it won't fall."

The driver patted the dilapidated steering wheel and shouted, "Can you open the door if you don't squeeze it up? I'm letting you hold it down. Go up."

A car of people burst into laughter.

Xiaowei blushed and pushed the people in front of him into the car without saying a word, making room for the car door.

There was a heavy sigh from the door, the door shook, then slowly folded and opened.

Xiaowei didn't even turn around, and jumped out of the car with his back turned to the outside.

The conductor also jumped down, stretched his neck, and shouted into the car: "Don't worry, slow down, those on the outside get off first, those on the inside wait, don't squeeze. I'll look at everything, and then unload it. Don't worry." Be anxious. Hey, boy, why are you squeezing? Didn’t you see that the front is an old man? Do you believe me if you squeeze again? Wait honestly. That old man, hold on tight, don’t fall, you are so old Why don't you stay at home and run out, you. Slow down, there is a step stool, step on it, hey, slow down. Grab me. Has anyone picked you up? Where are you going? Can you find it?"

The conductor babbled and squeezed up to help the old man down. He didn't let go until the old man stood still. He asked if there was anyone picking up the car, and then turned to look behind the car: "Hey, um, what are you climbing up? Climb, when everyone comes down, you are the only one in a hurry?"

The fourth uncle shouted in the car: "Xiaowei, don't leave yet, help me unload the things." Xiaowei stood under the car and agreed.

The car has a small belly and a narrow door, and a full car is already seriously overloaded, but this is a normal phenomenon in this era, and no one cares.It took a full ten minutes before the car was considered empty, and those who were sitting stood up and walked under the car.The conductor squatted on the window of the car and looked in. Then he walked to the back of the car and called for someone to unload the goods. The people in the car went up to get them by themselves. Those who stood under the car did not say anything, and stretched out their hands one by one. It was much faster to take it down, and soon the roof was empty, and the fourth uncle didn't even need to get in the car, and the things were handed down.

There are no buses in the county seat, but there are "shenniu" at the long-distance station, which are human-powered tricycles, which are pedaled and people sit on the back.

The fourth uncle gathered the things and stood there thinking for a long time before calling for a Shenniu. After talking for a long time, he gave five cents less to the price, and then happily called Xiaowei to help carry the things into the car. Climbing up, he waved his hands to Xiaowei and shouted: "Then I'll go over, Xiaowei, why are you going back? Are you going tomorrow? If you want to go, let's make an appointment together."

Xiaowei wiped the sweat off his brow and said, "No fourth uncle, I have to stay for a few days, you'll be back tomorrow?"

The fourth uncle waved his hand and said, "I have work at home. I'll leave as soon as I leave the things behind. I'll be back tomorrow. Let's go then, be careful by yourself." Shenniu wobbled and walked away.

This is the long-distance passenger station in the county seat. There are only a row of bungalows and an earthen dam without even a courtyard wall. There are a few small stalls selling popsicles, soda and food beside the dam. Going out of the dam is a concrete road. There are buildings tens of meters ahead on the cement road, all of which are on the second and third floors, and all belong to government units.

The county seat is not big, and the cement roads with one horizontal, two vertical and three several kilometers are all gone, and then the cement roads turn into dirt roads, and they are all vegetable fields and farmhouses.

The center of the county is not the county government compound, but the County Agricultural Machinery Bureau, which is also the largest yard in the county. There are various agricultural machinery, tractors, granulators, etc. in the yard. The strong smell of engine oil mixed with diesel smell in the yard. Pieces of oil, a mess.

In the mid-80s, the Agricultural Machinery Bureau was actually a secondary bureau under the Bureau of Agriculture, Animal Husbandry and Fisheries. At the top was the Agricultural Machinery Department of the Ministry of Agriculture, Animal Husbandry and Fisheries. The bureau is an overall situation that stands side by side with the Municipal Agriculture, Animal Husbandry and Fisheries Bureau. In the county, the status of the Agricultural Machinery Bureau is obviously higher than that of the County Agriculture, Animal Husbandry and Fisheries Bureau. Even the administrative level of the director is the same, and it is directly managed by the Municipal Agricultural Machinery Bureau.

The Xiaoshi County Agricultural Machinery Bureau is a four-story concrete building, the concrete is rainy, and the square pillars made of bricks have been cracked, exposing the red bricks inside.

Far away from the Agricultural Machinery Bureau is the County Public Security Bureau, a two-and-a-half-story cement building, on the other side of the road, turn right at the intersection between the two bureaus, and at the end is the county government compound. Big, the building should be taller, there is an extra block on the fourth floor, which is the large government conference room, with the national flag on it, the highest point in the entire county.

Xiao Wei looked around and asked, walked along the road to the gate of the Agricultural Machinery Bureau, stood by the big iron gate and looked into the yard.

"What are you looking at? Gaha?" A gray-haired old man walked out through the open wooden door of the guard room, wearing a blue vest, military trousers, trousers rolled up to the knees, pulling a pair of sneakers, and pointed a fan at his little boy. Wei.

Xiaowei was taken aback, took a step back, turned to look at the old man, scratched his head for a long time and said, "Well, that uncle, this is the Agricultural Machinery Bureau, right?"

The old man took back his fan and asked, "Where did you come from? Who are you looking for?"

Xiaowei licked his lips and said, "I'm looking for my uncle, and I also know my brother-in-law Yan, named Xiaofeng, who both work here."

The old man frowned, but his voice slowed down, and asked, "What's your uncle's name? What's Xiaofeng's first name? Which house is he from?"

Xiaowei seemed to have ants crawling on his body at the moment, twisted for a long time and said: "My uncle's surname is Wang, Honey Lazi, Xiaofeng, I don't know what his name is, he is my fourth uncle's uncle, really here Going to work, this can still coax you."

The old man came out with a fan and asked, "Are you looking for someone to haha?"

Xiaowei murmured and said: "My uncle asked someone to bring me a letter, I don't know haha, I also wonder, what can I use, I can't do anything, I don't know a few words Woolen cloth."

The old man looked at Xiaowei, smiled, and asked, "Didn't you go to school?"

Xiaowei was a little embarrassed, and said: "After studying for a few days, I couldn't learn it. I stopped studying in the seventh grade. I have a lot of work at home and farm at home."

The old man nodded and said: "The book is still useful if you can read it." He turned his head to look north, and said loudly, "Xiao Li, Xiao Li, come here, come here."

　Thanks for the support of old book friends. 1978 will not stop, I will still write again, there must be a result

　　
　
(End of this chapter)