The train driver in the courtyard

Chapter 499: Li Aiguo drinks heavily, Zhao Laoshuan, the work shop, and the work shop system in the mountains
After Zhao Xiaoshao and the Sentie train drivers left, the guide Zhang Xinming was covered in cold sweat.

He smiled awkwardly at Li Aiguo: "Driver Li, this and that... oh, this is actually a misunderstanding.

The shops on the mountain were all left over from before liberation. The women there couldn’t change their minds, so we have publicized them several times.”

Li Aiguo patted him with understanding: "Director Zhang, I understand, this is a legacy issue."

"Yes, yes, there are remaining issues!" Zhang Xinming tasted the word carefully, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

City people are smart.

This word is used well. It not only avoids responsibility, but also puts the responsibility on the shoulders of predecessors.

Li Aiguo smoked a cigarette and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He has already felt that Yamashita's ability to control the mountain shop is very limited.

After finishing the investigation, it was already time for dinner.

Today, the fifth team in charge of water transportation picked up a Zheluo fish that was injured by a piece of wood in the river and brought it to the lumber yard.

The fish weighed seventy or eighty kilograms, was big, tender, delicious and had no fishy smell.

The chef at Ilshi Lumberyard didn't add any oil, just put it in the pot, added some salt, and some chopped green onions and stewed it.

Li Aiguo and dozens of workers at the Ilshi Lumberyard drank fish soup and ate fish from large black iron pots.

From time to time, I would take a sip of local wine and feel that my life was happier than in the capital.

Wang Guozhen, an old researcher who hardly drank, also drank until her face turned red.

He took out a cigarette and handed it to Li Aiguo: "Comrade Patriot, I have contacted Daheigou Station. Tomorrow we can go to the site to investigate train 3134."

Train 3134 also dumped on the safety track of Daheigou Station.

The transportation of Forest Railway is very busy these days. In order to avoid unexpected situations from happening again, it is necessary to adjust the time and stagger the transportation peak period.

Hearing this, Li Aiguo became energetic.

Although it was determined that the three drivers of 3134 were highly suspicious, he still held on to his last glimmer of hope.

The comrades in the forest area are very enthusiastic. Drinking here is not just for one drink, but for two or three hours continuously.

After drinking several bottles of sweet potato roast, Zhang Xinming asked someone to bring up two large barrels of rice wine.

Li Aiguo rubbed his eyes and saw that he was right. The huge wooden barrel was filled with yellow and orange rice wine.

“This is Manshan Huang, a specialty product of our forest area. Before liberation, the mountaineers and those who carried [grinding bones] had to bring a large pot with them every time they worked. Later, the raw materials became less and less, and they are almost invisible.

Now that you are here, we are willing to open up and drink. "

As he spoke, Zhang Xinming reached into the barrel with an enamel jar, scooped out an enamel jar of rice wine and handed it to Li Aiguo.

"Whether friendship is true or not, you will find out in the wine!"

Don't look at Zhang Xinming's seriousness during the day, but his shy personality is similar to that of a college student.

After drinking too much, the rough and arrogant temperament of the local people in his body was also revealed.

The production workers stopped their chopsticks and looked here.

Li Aiguo often travels to local areas and knows these frontline workers very well.

Their thoughts are relatively simple, and when friends come, they entertain them with good wine and meat.

If you don't drink, you're not giving them face.

For them, face is a big deal.

At this moment, Wang Guozhen was so frightened by the full enamel jar of wine that his face turned pale.

Yu Dafei's expressions were not good either.

They had almost finished drinking the liquor just now. If they drank another bottle now, they would probably lie down on the spot.

Besides, there are two full buckets there!

Director Zhang didn't expect that Zhang Xinming would cause such a thing. He was startled and quickly came over to stop Zhang Xinming.

"Xiao Zhang, what are you doing! Can the leaders in the city be like you? Take the enamel jar back quickly."

Zhang Xinming's face turned red: "Director, this is what comrades want from you."

Director Zhang secretly cursed in his heart, this Zhang Xinming usually works very steadily, but why did he act stubborn today? This is the accident investigation team.

He wanted to continue the reprimand.

Li Aiguo suddenly laughed twice, took the enamel jar and brought it to his mouth. Under the surprised eyes of everyone, his Adam's apple trembled.

Dun dun dun.
The wine was drained from the enamel jar in one gulp.

The bottom of the tank was down, and not a drop fell.

"Good wine! Our accident investigation team feels the warmth of a big family, thank you all." Li Aiguo said with two laughs.

He was not lying.

This wine looks like rice wine, but it is not. Shanli Huang lacks the unique bitterness of rice wine, but has a refreshing aroma of herbs.

After entering the stomach, my limbs instantly felt refreshed, and my stomach was warm. It seemed that it must be a special medicinal wine.

boom!
The production workers were surprised at first, and then applauded enthusiastically.

Although this wine is made from fruits and herbs, the alcohol content is not low.

Able to finish off an enamel jar in one go, this train driver is a cheerful person who thinks highly of himself.

For production workers, happy people are their friends.

The atmosphere at the venue suddenly became lively.

"Come on, come on, Driver Li, have a drink!"

"Driver Li, eat, eat, eat!"

Li Aiguo refused to refuse anyone who came, holding an enamel jar and chopsticks and talking to the production workers as brothers.

Wang Guozhen finally felt relieved at this time. Fortunately, Li Aiguo was here, otherwise there would be no way to ease the scene today.

The accident investigation team is not afraid of these production workers, but they need their strong support if they want to carry out their work smoothly.

Shanlihuang is indeed delicious, but it has one biggest drawback, which is that you will feel stuffy if you drink too much.

After Li Aiguo drank most of the bucket, he held his stomach and went out to the latrine.

By this time it was completely dark.

Four or five gas lamps were hung on poles in the stockyard, illuminating the vast stockyard.

At night, the mountain breeze was blowing, and a dozen people were leaning on the pile of logs, chatting and gnawing on the black corn.

Li Aiguo came out of the latrine, saw Lao Zhao while carrying [grinding bones], and said hello with a smile.

"Old Zhao, it's so late, why don't you go back to the work shed and sleep?"

After just chatting with the production workers as brothers, Li Aiguo also figured out the details of these "grinding bones".

The men who carried the bones were not qualified to live in the lumber yard. To facilitate their work, the work shop set up tents and small pole shops for them in the woods next to the station.

"It's Mr. Leader." Lao Zhao was chewing on the hard black wotou and squinted his eyes. After seeing clearly that it was Li Aiguo, he quickly stood up and handed the black wotou over: "Have you eaten it?"

"Eat, eat"

Li Aiguo glanced at Hei Wo Wo Tou.

This thing seems to be quite hard, and there are two traces of teeth on it.

Li Aiguo pointed to the pile of logs behind them.

"You want to work overtime?"

"Overtime? What is overtime?" Lao Zhao was surprised.

A slightly younger man next to him interjected: "It's just extra work. I heard from the production workers that overtime is subsidized."

"Ah, if you don't work overtime, we are working in a work shop, so we don't count as working, and we can't talk about working overtime." Old Zhao said.

Li Aiguo: "."

If you think about it carefully, it makes sense.

Even in later generations, overtime is a qualification. Not just anyone who works extra can be called overtime.

Li Aiguo took out a pack of cigarettes, scattered them all, and chatted for a few words before he understood.

The pile of wood in the stock yard needs to be stacked before dawn, and these people will probably have to work all night.

After looking at the black corn in their hands, Li Aiguo was silent for a moment and said, "Wait a moment."

He turned around and entered the canteen, calling the fat cook to make a request. He wanted to buy ten pounds of fish and deliver it to the stockyard.

The fat cook looked up at Director Zhang and waved his hand quickly.

"Driver Li, we are brothers now. Buy whatever you want! Anyway, the fish is so big today that we can't finish it, so I'll give it to you."

"That's not okay. This is my personal matter and has nothing to do with the investigation team. The money that should be paid must still be paid."

Li Aiguo is not short of money. Although he does not spend money lavishly on weekdays, he is never stingy with the money he should spend.

He took out ten dollars from his pocket and handed it to the fat cook.

"With these ten dollars, I can prepare a dinner for the dozen comrades who are carrying [bone grinding] in the yard."

"This" the fat chef didn't dare to take the money and looked up at Director Zhang again.

Director Zhang sighed in his heart, this driver Li is really a good person, what problem can just a meal solve?

Director Zhang also felt that it was inappropriate to collect money.

In the end, Wang Guozhen stood up and said that if he did not accept the money, Li Patriot would make a mistake.

Thinking that the good brother who just drank ten pounds of mountain yellow would not make a mistake, the fat cook accepted the money.

The fat cook produced more than a dozen kilograms of fish and a dozen noodles.

Director Zhang also called several production workers and carried a bucket of mountain yellow to the material yard.

At this time, Zhao Laoshuan and his old gang ate black corn buns, drank cold water, and were getting ready to work. Seeing a group of people bringing food, everyone was so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths.

They were not afraid of jackals, tigers and leopards even in the deep mountains. At this time, they couldn't help but take a step back.

Zhao Laoshuan stepped forward, looked at Li Aiguo and asked, "Mr. Leader, what are you doing?"

"It's so late and you still have to do such heavy work. How can you eat that little food?"

Li Aiguo pointed to the fish, noodles, and mountain yellow and said: "It just so happens that there are so many wines and dishes left in the canteen. If they are left tomorrow, they will probably be spoiled. How about helping me eliminate them, brothers?"

What food and wine will go bad tomorrow? Isn't this an obvious attempt to help others and save them face?

Zhao Laoshuan understood Li Aiguo's intentions and was moved in his heart.

Being able to give people face is enough to show that the leader treats him as a human being.

It was enough for Zhao Laoshuan to know this.

"This is all fish and meat. I can't eat it. If I eat it, I will commit sin."

"What nonsense!" Li Aiguo said with a straight face: "I asked you for help, but you still resisted. Are you not going to give me face?"

Speaking of face, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

Zhao Laoshuan's cloudy eyes overflowed with a little light. He nodded seriously and said: "Then I will take advantage of you this time. Don't worry, I am not very capable, but I am a conscientious person. I will repay you in the future. of."

"Nothing in return, just some food and wine."

Li Aiguo waved to the group of grinders: "You guys, hurry up and eat while it's hot. Only when your body is warm can you work."

The person carrying the [Grinding Bone] still didn't take action, but turned to look at Zhao Laoshuan.

Zhao Laoshuan turned his head and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "This leader is a good gentleman, and we have failed him. Let's start construction."

The fish meat and pancakes are all reheated, and the bone grinder will make your mouth full of flavor.

Taking a sip of the mountain yellow, a hint of memory appeared on Zhao Laoshuan's chapped face.

“I haven’t drank this stuff for many years. I remember when I was a young man, one year God was in trouble and it snowed heavily for half a month.

In order to deliver logs down the mountain, I braved the wind and snow, used an ice horse sledge, and made more than a dozen trips to deliver hundreds of logs down the mountain.

At that time, the father of the Mashan Gang was still the captain, and he was a majestic person.

When I finally ate the horse fodder, in addition to my wages, I was also given a small pot of mountain yellow.

Oh my god, it tastes just like this. It's so beautiful. "

Zhao Laoshuan's words were mixed with a lot of mountain dialect.

Li Aiguo was not sleepy now. He sat down on the log, smoking and chatting.

"What does it mean for humans to eat horse fodder? How can humans eat horse fodder? So what do horses eat?"

The group of people carrying the [grinding bones] burst into laughter, as if to say, look, the people at the foot of the mountain just don’t understand the rules of the mountain.

Zhao Laoshuan turned around and glared at them: "Didn't you ask this before?"

Boy, looks like this is a "traditional" joke.

"Old Zhao, please explain to us." Li Aiguo seemed to be very interested in things in the mountains.

Zhao Laoshuan also regarded him as one of his own at this time. He took a sip of mountain yellow and said slowly: "

In the work shop, wages are not settled on weekdays. All purchases and daily expenses are recorded on credit. From the tobacco, wine, sugar and tea used in the workers' daily life, to the tools and materials needed for production, everything is accounted for by the husband and distributed to them.

When the node is reached, the work shop has to settle the rent of cattle and horses, loans, meals, livestock feed, etc.

In mountain language, this is the stage of 'people eat horse's fodder'. "

The wages are settled once a year, which is more similar to the big cabinet in the coal mine.

Li Aiguo then asked: "Now the Forest Service has begun to recruit production workers. The work is easy and you can get your wages on time every month. You have experience and are familiar with the roads in the mountains. Why don't you work in the Forest Service?"

Zhao Laoshuan hesitated for a moment and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Leader, things are not that simple."

Zhao Laoshuan had an unspeakable expression on his face and seemed unwilling to discuss this issue. Li Aiguo knew that he would not be able to get anything out of him if he asked, so he chatted for a while and returned to the cafeteria with his hands behind his back.

Those production workers are still waiting for him to go back and drink!

Zhao Laoshuan looked at his back and said, "This kid is a good kid."

A [bone grinder] came over and whispered: "Lao Shuan, to be honest, this kid's proposal is quite good.

I really don’t want to work with the Mashan Gang anymore. That guy simply doesn't treat us as human beings.

Look, those workers at the foot of the mountain are comrades! We are slave workers in the shop. "

Zhao Laoshuan sighed and said: "What can we do? We chopped wood for the Japanese during the puppet period.

The Mashan Gang has told us that if we go down the mountain, we will definitely be in big trouble. "

As he spoke, Zhao Laoshuan turned to look at the other old buddies: "We lost our parents when we were young. We started wandering when we were young. We don't even remember our parents' names, and we don't know where they are. People When recruiting workers, you have to ask where you are from, right?
How do you answer?

Mashan Gang said that if you don’t know your identity, Yamashita will mistake you for Dieter. "

Mentioning the Mashan Gang, these guys are silent.

"Let's work. If you can't finish it by dawn, Ma Xiaolu will be beaten and scolded again."

Zhao Laoshuan took two puffs from his pipe, put the pipe pot into his trousers, took off his coat, and carried a log on his bare back.

The moon hangs low over the treetops, and the bright moonlight shines on his body, and he can vaguely see scars, some of which look like they were drawn by a whip.

After the dinner.

After sending the drunk Zhang Xinming back to the dormitory, Li Aiguo walked towards the investigation team dormitory.

There was a sound of trumpets in the distance.

Bend over and hang! Hey! Hey! Stand up! Hey! Hey!

Wang Guozhen said angrily: "It's outrageous, it's outrageous. We have to work so late at night. Doesn't this treat people like beasts? I must report this matter to the local forestry department tomorrow."

"This is a lumberyard. Do you think the forestry department doesn't know about it? Things may not be as simple as imagined."

Li Aiguo gathered his collar, turned around and walked into the darkness.

Wang Guozhen thought about it carefully and let out a long sigh.

Early the next morning.

Li Aiguo was awakened by the sound of "grinding bones". He got dressed, washed his face in the water room, and had breakfast.

By this time the jeep was waiting outside.

"Driver Li, we can go to Daheigou Station now."

Sitting on the jeep, Li Aiguo saw seven or eight piles of logs stacked in the open space yesterday.

The stack is very high, more than ten meters high. A group of bearers are climbing on the stack with difficulty like monkeys in the woods.

They carried the logs on their shoulders and carried them with their hands, and moved the logs to the stacks, stacking them bit by bit and arranging them.

Although the weather was cooler in the early morning in the mountains, they were sweating profusely, and their dark skin was stained with sweat and glistened in the morning sun.

Li Aiguo withdrew his gaze, and Wang Guozhen kept staring out of the car window and sighed: "It's really hard for these people to grind their bones."

He turned to look at Zhang Xinming and asked: "Comrade Zhang, haven't you ever thought about taking these [grinding bones] and returning them to regular production workers?"

Zhang Xinming didn't seem to expect that the investigation team would pay attention to this issue. After being obviously stunned for a moment, he said with a smile:

“After liberation, workers became the masters of the country, so it stands to reason that the system of work shops should be abolished.

In fact, when the lumber yard was first established, the higher-ups also had this consideration, thinking that all the logging and transportation of wood should be collected by the lumber yard.

Therefore, a logging team and a transportation team were also formed, and the mountaineers who wanted to cut wood on the mountain and the bearers who transported the wood [grinding bones] were all provided with worker status.

In this way, production efficiency can be improved and management can be facilitated.

It’s just that the shop captains in the mountains are unwilling.

Especially Ma Bangshan, the captain of the Ma Bangshan Work Shop in the forest area.

His family has been the captain of the work shop for generations, and he has worked with the Japanese, the pseudo-ghosts, and even the bald ones.

With nearly four to five hundred people under his command, it is the largest work shop in the surrounding area and has great influence.

After learning that the work shop was to be abolished, he was very resistant.

Our logging team and transportation team can only recruit temporary workers from the surrounding rural areas. During the busy farming season, the temporary workers go back to farming, and only go up to the mountains to log wood during the slack season.

Most of the formal production workers are comrades who come from all over the motherland to support forestry construction. "

Wang Guozhen felt a little strange.

"They object, but you just ignore it? Are we still the workers in charge?"

Zhang Xinming seemed unwilling to explain this problem, lit a cigarette and looked out the window.

Li Aiguo opened the car window and interjected: "Director Zhang, if I guess correctly, these shop captains have almost a monopoly on professional logging and transportation work. If they give up their choice for a while, forestry production activities will be affected. This It’s also a legacy issue.”

Seeing Li Aiguo break the window paper, Zhang Xinming breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Driver Li, it is indeed a legacy problem. Now there are timber quotas every quarter, and our lumber yard, including the forestry industry, is also under great pressure.

The situation in the mountains is complicated and cannot be solved by just being passionate. "

Li Aiguo is very aware of this situation.

Objects have inertia, and so does human thinking. This is why some old rules are clearly out of date, but they can still be passed down.

In addition, it has just been liberated and many places do not understand the policies.

Especially in such remote mountains and old forests, the news here is even more limited.

The group of people who drive mountains and carry [grinding bones] only have eyes on the Gongbu captain and only know about the Gongbu system.

In this case, it is difficult for the lumber yard to make a difference.

But within a few years, the situation will fundamentally change.

The road was bumpy. Li Aiguo had a bump and had to hold on to the handrail. After passing the bumpy section, the road became flat.

(End of this chapter)