The train driver in the courtyard

Chapter 498: Sen Tie’s U-turn method, the little handle he uses to grind bones, and the clues provided by Zhao Xiaoshao
The investigation team is of a very high level, and the capital has already instructed local authorities to fully cooperate.

Knowing that the accident investigation team would conduct an in-depth investigation, Director Wang of the Ilshi Lumberyard specially sent a Gas Jeep and a clerk named Zhang Xinming to accompany him.

Zhang Xinming is a local. His ancestors were mountaineers in the mountains, and his father was a well-known activist in the area.

Zhang Xinming had already taken on some of the work before liberation and worked in Harbin after liberation.

When the Ilsch Lumberyard was first established, the organization considered that he was very familiar with the nearby situation and specially transferred him to take charge of local work.

To investigate what happened after Hu Guangzhi came to Sentie, we need to find his colleagues and direct leaders.

Under the leadership of Zhang Xinming, the accident investigation team came to the Forest Railway Office (later upgraded to the Forest Railway Office) located in the northeast corner of the Ilshi Lumberyard.

The Forest Railway Office is jointly managed by the Forestry Industry Bureau and the Ministry of Railways (later placed under the jurisdiction of the local Forestry Bureau). It is under the direct jurisdiction of the Ilshi Timber Storage Yard and is specifically responsible for forest railway work.

along the way.

Through the car window, Li Aiguo saw stacks of lumber stacked in the square of the lumber yard, and many production workers were busy working on the stacks of lumber.

Zhang Xinming explained that the biggest task of the lumber yard is to temporarily store the wood on the mountain, and then transport it away and distribute it to all parts of the country.

Although the Forest Railway Office sounds like an administrative unit, all work these days is centered around production.

This is actually a train yard, with seven or eight special narrow-gauge locomotives parked on it.

Although it was evening at this time, the comrades from the Forest Railway Office and the train drivers were busy turning the train around at the station.

Seeing the Gas Jeep stop, everyone dropped what they were doing and looked at it.

There are only five jeeps in the Irsch lumberyard, and ordinary people cannot easily use them.

After Director Hu of the Forest Railway Office learned the news, he led two officers to greet him.

The accident investigation team got out of the car and Zhang Xinmin introduced both parties.

"Comrades from the capital, welcome, welcome." Director Hu said warmly.

At this time, Sentie was not yet completely independent, and the General Administration of Railways was equivalent to Sentie's natal family.

Yu Dafei pulled Director Hu aside and asked Hu Guangzhi about the details of the three people, but Li Aiguo became curious about Sentie's dispatching method.

As we all know, turning around a train is a hassle.

Special tracks for U-turns have been built in railway stations and locomotive depots.

The Forest Railway Office does not have a dedicated track, so it can only use wild roads.

"One two one, one two one"

More than thirty workers in shabby clothes were seen shouting slogans. Under the command of the staff, they knocked the locomotive with a horizontal bar and placed the two ends of the locomotive on the horses.

The 轱轳马子 is a simple railway tool.

This thing has four iron pulleys, and two iron axles string the two pulleys together. There is also a heavy iron frame on the two axles, which is supported on the two axles and covered with thick wooden boards to form a A flat cart with four wheels.

To put it simply, the 轱轳马子 is an unpowered mini train that can transport vehicles on rails. It is said that it was made by a little devil.

The Qianmen Locomotive Depot also has this thing, which is mainly used as a transportation tool in the maintenance workshop. It is generally used to transport wood in forest areas.

This was the first time Li Aiguo saw the horse-drawn horses used to transport locomotives.

The turning radius of the horse is much smaller than that of the locomotive.

After the locomotive was installed, a group of people pushed the locomotive and easily bypassed the crosswalk in front. After making a circle, one locomotive easily completed the U-turn.

It turns out that the working people are very intelligent.

What really surprised Li Aiguo were the dozens of production workers. They were obviously different from the workers in the production section.

The serious production workers in the production section all wore gray overalls and water socks (similar to today's farm shoes). Most of them were young men.

These production workers wear a variety of clothes, ranging from short-sleeved coats to black cloth-covered sheepskin jackets. They wear worn-out Ula straw sandals and wooden shoes. They are all relatively old.

They are not burly in stature, but they are not small in strength, and their cooperation is very skillful.

As a train driver, Li Aiguo knew that even this small locomotive weighed dozens of tons.

These people were able to pry up the locomotive and place it accurately on the horse, both in terms of strength and skill.

After some hard work, the front part of the specially-made Jiefang locomotive has been "hung" on the horizontal bar of the horse.

Just as the production worker was about to take a break, the little boss shouted at the top of his lungs in a local dialect that Li Aiguo couldn't understand.
Before their buttocks touched the ground, the production workers had to drag their sore legs, pick up sticks, and start to pry the rear part of the locomotive.

The head was dressed very strangely, with a strip of cloth wrapped around his forehead, black leggings, and a cigarette pouch and pot in his hand.

His attitude towards production workers was similar to the attitude of landlords towards their tenant farmers before liberation.

When Li Aiguo saw him, he remembered the brutal factory protection teams in the factory before liberation. I became curious for a moment, so I went over to chat with him.

"Comrade, take one."

He enthusiastically held out a cigarette.

"I'm not used to this stuff."

The little leader seemed to know their identities and showed great vigilance towards him. He waved his hand and pointed at his pipe pot.

"Mr. Leader, you are busy, I have to work."

The little boss regarded Li Aiguo as air and continued to direct the production workers to lift the front of the car.

After more than ten minutes of hard work, the front of the car is about to rest on the horse. With just a little more force, the horse can fully support the front of the car.

A thin man with gray hair stepped forward carrying a crowbar, but his feet were caught by a stone. He staggered, and the crowbar fell to the ground grazing his forehead, bringing down a few white hairs.

The front side of the car lacked support and suddenly tilted this way.

Things happened very quickly, and the boys felt the pressure on their shoulders increase. Their shoulders creaked under the pressure, and it was almost difficult to support them.

The production workers in the distance did not notice this, and it was too late to help.

Li Aiguo had been standing nearby. Seeing this, he quickly picked up the crowbar, inserted one end into the bottom of the locomotive, and carried the other end on his shoulder.

The front of the car, which was originally tilting, stabilized instantly, and the front of the car was straightened bit by bit.

Finally, accompanied by a burst of slogans, the locomotive landed safely on the horse.

Li Aiguo's neat movements attracted the attention of many production workers, but they looked at the boss and did not dare to approach Li Aiguo.

The old production worker was still lying on the ground. Li Aiguo stretched out his hand to pull him up and asked him a few words of concern.

"Mr. Leader, thank you. If it weren't for you, I would have been beaten to death."

Li Aiguo also breathed a sigh of relief: "It's so scary. If the front of the car fell off just now, it would have knocked down a lot of people."

The little head was obviously very angry: "It's a trivial matter to hit someone. This locomotive is so valuable, even a hundred people can't afford it!"

He walked over and grabbed the old production worker by the collar, and said viciously: "Zhao Laoshuan, wait until you get back to the shop and see if the captain doesn't deal with you!"

Zhao Laoshuan's face turned red when he was grabbed by the collar by a young man. He wanted to explain, but his chapped lips moved, but no sound came out.

The fear flashing in his eyes reminded Li Aiguo of the way Zhang Gangzhu's father was injured before liberation, lying on the bed and facing the looks of the gangsters from the steel rolling mill guard team.

Yes, it is a fear that is engraved in the bones.

When the production workers nearby saw Zhao Laoshuan being scolded, they all stared at the boss with angry eyes.

It's just that they seemed to be afraid of something. They gritted their teeth and clenched their fists, but did not dare to move.

Zhao Xinming looked a little embarrassed when he saw this scene, but he didn't stop him.

This made Li Aiguo very curious.

Before liberation, workers were bullied. Now after liberation, there are still people who dare to bully workers like this. Wasn't the blood of our ancestors shed in vain? !

"What are you doing, kid!"

Li Aiguo couldn't bear to see it anymore, threw away the cigarette butt, walked up and pushed a small handle, "You are the on-site commander. There are stones on the ground, which is obviously a safety hazard. Why don't you clean them up in advance?"

The little boss looked menacing, but he was actually a strong-willed guy. He almost fell to the ground when he was pushed.

With wide eyes, he picked up the pipe and pot and was about to smash it towards Li Aiguo.

Zhao Laoshuan hurriedly stopped in front of Li Aiguo: "Boss, this is my fault. I almost missed something important. Don't misunderstand this gentleman."

At this time, Zhao Xinming could no longer pretend that he couldn't see it. He walked over quickly and said in a low voice to the little boss with a straight face: "This is a leader from the capital. If you dare to act nonsense, our forestry department will notify the work shop." team leader."

The little boy looked at the director of the accident team who was warmly receiving the incident in the distance, and then at Zhao Xinming, who had been staring closely at him, with a trace of fear on his face.

"This guy is an old mountain frog. If we didn't have to rely on the forestry service, we would have to give you a beating."

He was unwilling to have a head-on conflict with Li Aiguo. He muttered a mountain dialect and left angrily, continuing to direct the production workers to move the next locomotive.

Li Aiguo took Zhao Laoshuan's arm and helped him sit down on the big rock next to him.

"Old man, are you okay?"

"It's just a fall. I'm a cheap person, so it's nothing serious. Thank you very much, Mr. Leader."

But I am still very young, only fifty years old, so I cannot be called an old man. My surname is Zhao, so you can call me Lao Zhao. "

He hit his calf when he fell just now. Zhao Laoshuan rubbed his leg, raised his head and said gratefully.

Li Aiguo took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it over.

When Zhao Laoshuan saw the cigarette, he was flattered, his face turned red and he was determined to refuse.

Finally Zhang Xinming spoke, and he took it and stretched out his scarred palm, rubbed the filter, and carefully pinned it to his ear.

"It also has a filter. Only the captain of the caravan can afford to smoke this kind of cigarette in the work shed." Li Aiguo took out a lighter, lit the cigarette for him, and asked with a smile: "Comrade Zhao, who was that person just now? It looks pretty fierce.”

"It's not fierce. He is the leader of the work shed, Ma Xiaolu, and the nephew of the team leader, Ma Bangshan. Apart from Mr. Accountant, he is the most powerful in the work shed."

Zhao Laoshuan seemed to be very afraid of Ma Xiaolu. While talking, he carefully looked at Ma Xiaolu who was standing in the distance.

Li Aiguo patted his chest and said, "Comrade Zhao, don't worry, as long as I stand here, that Ma Xiaolu won't dare to cause trouble for you."

"I know, I know, you are gentlemen from a big city and you are decent people. The captain is most afraid of you decent people."

Zhao Laoshuan wanted to continue talking, but Ma Xiaolu, the leader, seemed to be aware of something going on here, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Zhao Laoshuan, you have a flat belly, you are a slut, do you want to be driven down the mountain?" ! Ma Liu comes to work."

"Mr. Leader, I have to go to work. Thank you very much this time."

Zhao Laoshuan stood up limpingly, ran over and put the crowbar on his shoulders, and at the top of his lungs, he used all his strength to pry up the locomotive.

Sweat dripped down his gray hair, slid over his old face filled with vicissitudes of time, flowed onto his dark neck, and finally soaked through his tattered gown.

Seeing the production workers shouting neat slogans and busy at the station under Ma Xiaolu's command, Li Aiguo narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ever since he took a jeep to the deep mountains, Li Aiguo felt as if he was back before liberation.

Fortunately, in Aershan City, you can often see people shouting slogans, and you can also see the slogans of junior communes and members doing farm work.

However, once you enter this remote place, you can hardly see slogans and flags on both sides of the road.

The locals especially like to address each other as Mr. and the word "comrade" is almost never heard.

Li Aiguo was a little doubtful whether there was no fresh wind blowing in because of the mountains.

Zhang Xinming is a qualified guide. He noticed that Li Aiguo was in a bad mood and explained with a smile: "Driver Li, our forest railway conditions are simple and we have to use this irregular way to turn the train around.

Next year, the Forestry Railway Office plans to build a triangular line between the lumber yard and the Forestry Railway station, specifically for the purpose of adjusting the direction of locomotives. In the future, manpower will not be needed. "

Li Aiguo was not concerned about this. He handed him a cigarette and pointed at the production workers.

"Are these people from your lumberyard?"

Zhang Xinming took the cigarette with both hands and said with a smile: "That's right."

"It counts? So, it doesn't matter anymore?"

Zhang Xinming saw Li Aiguo's serious face and quickly smiled: "

We are located in a remote area, and the forestry service has just been established, so the staff is relatively complex.

There are production workers directly under the Forestry Work Area and Bakou Work Area. Production workers are state-owned and are regular personnel. They are managed and paid by the Forestry Service.

These people who carry the locomotive, they are called "bone grinders" by our locals, belong to the work shop on the mountain.

Although he works in our lumberyard, he has little to do with us. "

When Li Aiguo was interrogating the driver team, he also heard Zhang Ershan talk about "grinding bones". What exactly is this thing?
"Driver Li, the most important job in the lumber yard.

It means stacking the wood pulled back from the mountain together, which is called Guileng.

Another item is loading.

Each of these logs weighs hundreds of kilograms, and thousands of logs need to be stacked neatly together.

Loading the logs onto the train tightly is not an easy task and requires a lot of experience.

The person who undertakes this job is called a "bone grinder". "

Zhang Xinming explained slowly: "General logging workers can be recruited from rural areas, but "bone grinding" workers cannot.

They are a very professional team and cannot be competent without many years of experience.

So our lumberyard hired these people from the mountain shop. "

Li Aiguo then asked: "What is a work shop?"

When this issue was mentioned, Zhang Xinming looked a little embarrassed.

Just like a little daughter-in-law who has a family scandal, she is unwilling to tell the scandal.

It wasn't until Li Aiguo said that the incident was related to the accident that he had to tell the story in detail.

“We have to start talking about the work shop before liberation.

At that time, in order to plunder our forest resources, the Japanese conducted a so-called forest survey and surveyed all our mountains and forests.

Based on this, the reactionary colonial law-"Mountain Forest Order" was formulated.

The Japanese wanted to plunder forest resources, but they certainly couldn't do it themselves, so in the name of protecting state-owned forests and protected forests, they transferred forest areas to chaebols, clubs, and traitors.

It is also impossible for those people to go up the mountain and cut down trees.

So when some people saw an opportunity, they built work shops on the mountain, recruited strong laborers, and began to prepare for work.

The names of the work shops are all named after the captains.

There are only two people in the work shop: the captain and the accountant. The captain, in addition to taking overall responsibility, is mainly in charge of production and technology. The husband is in charge of the logistics life of the work shop.

The work shop is not under our forestry management. We only send surveyors to inspect and accept the wood. "

Li Aiguo completely understood this time.

The work shops here are similar to the large cabinets in the coal mine, or even worse.

Those who carry the "grinding bones" are of the same nature as those who drive the mountains. They both belong to the work shop and are both hard-working people.

Now that we have been liberated, the coal mine cabinets have long since disappeared, but there are still workshops for production workers in the forest area?

Li Aiguo wanted to continue asking, but Yu Dafei had already finished talking with the director of the Forest Railway Office, and the result was not very good.

The train drivers of the Forest Railway Office come from all over the country, and most of them are support personnel. The constraints of the Railway Railway Office on them are very limited, as long as they can run the train on time.

The director of the Forest Railway Office did not know much about the situation of Hu Guangzhi and the others.

Later, Li Aiguo chatted with several train drivers.

Depending on where they come from, train drivers all like to stick together and spend most of their time hanging out with their compatriots.

The train drivers said that Hu Guangzhi and the other two people did not have much contact with them on weekdays and did not understand the situation.

However, Zhao Xiaoshao from the Harbin Locomotive Depot provided a useful clue.

Once while driving in the mountains, he accidentally saw Hu Guangzhi and a girl picking mushrooms in the mountains.

"Picking mushrooms? Are they real mushrooms?" Li Aiguo interrupted.

"Ah, are the mushrooms real or fake?" Zhao Xiaoshao said in surprise: "They are indeed picking mushrooms, not stealing."

This child is really a fledgling. Li Aiguo was not willing to bring up other people's children, so he continued to ask: "It's normal to pick mushrooms. Why do you have such an impression?"

"I didn't care at first. Later, during the meeting, I mentioned this matter to Hu Guangzhi. He was so angry that he wanted to beat me up. Fortunately, Master Bai stopped him." Xiaoshao said.

Driver Bai, the main driver from Harbin, smoked a cigarette and slapped his thigh suddenly and said: "I was a little impressed when you mentioned this. At that time, I was still surprised. Hu Guangzhi is a very dignified person and never blushes with others. How could he do this? So angry."

Li Aiguo wrote down this clue in his notebook, looked at Zhao Xiaoshao and asked, "Do you know the name of that girl?"

"do not know."

Zhao Xiaoshao shook his head: "But I see that she is wearing a floral coat. She should come from a shop in the mountains. Women in nearby villages cannot afford such clothes.

Only those mountaineers who can make money will buy good clothes for their little wives with the money they earn from their hard work. "

"How do you know it's your little wife?" Li Aiguo asked.

"In addition to the old ladies who do laundry and cooking, the women on the mountain are also the young wives who sleep with the men. Of course, some of them are not their own wives. There is nothing strange about it."

Zhao Xiaoshao's matter-of-fact look was in stark contrast to his childishness just now.

Li Aiguo couldn't figure out whether this guy was a newbie or an old driver.

Zhao Xiaoshao seemed to sense the change in Li Aiguo's attitude, blinked and said: "The woman at the work shop only costs 5 cents, and she can have a good night's sleep with you.

Hey, as long as those pink little hands brush over your body, all the fatigue in your body will disappear without a trace.

Some women look 17 or 18 years old, but in fact they are already mothers of three children and are old wives.

If you want, I can"

Good guy, the pimp is on the imperial envoy.

Yu Dafei and Sun Jiayue were okay, but the old researcher Wang Guozhen blushed so much that she couldn't hold her head up.

"Ahem!" The guide Zhang Xinming quickly interrupted Zhao Xiaoshao.

Zhao Xiaoshao felt a little aggrieved: "Director Liu, these comrades came down from above. If they were deceived in the mountains, it is also our responsibility."

"We paid for it, and the women in the shop provided labor. It's reasonable."

"Those women are having a hard time, and we are helping them."

Li Aiguo stared into Zhao Xiaoshao's eyes. His dark eyes glowed with innocence, and he didn't even see a trace of guilt.

"Um, Comrade Xiao Shao, thank you for the clues you provided. As for the woman, forget it. Our mission this time is very heavy and we probably won't have time."

"Really? That's a shame."

Xiaoshao thinks Li Aiguo is a very good person. He is also a big train driver and a senior.

I originally wanted to show my kindness to the landlord, but now that I have no chance, I feel a little lost.

(End of this chapter)