Siheyuan: My Northeastern Farmhouse

Chapter 378 There is strength in numbers

In the background, Gu Weijun looked up and looked at Mr. Ni and his wife standing alone in front of the plane door and waving enthusiastically after the plane door opened. A question suddenly came to his mind for some reason?
So what happened to the Watergate Hotel was such a coincidence?

He came to China in February to break the ice, and was exposed in June.
Then he stepped down in shame, or stepped down as a shame.
Gu Weijun can't help but think about conspiracy theories. It's really the short video explosion in later generations, and the news is transmitted too fast. It's like the dining table theory: if you don't sit at the dining table, you are on the plate.
Warm applause rang out, interrupting Gu Weijun's random thoughts, and he quickly followed suit and applauded vigorously.
Mr. Ni, who was wearing a gray woolen coat and a blue striped tie, gracefully held his wife, who was wearing a red woolen coat and a red scarf. The two slowly walked down the gangway alone. After walking down the gangway, his wife He took a step back, highlighted his husband alone, and shook hands with Leader Zhou warmly.

"Click!" The shutters of various cameras were pressed desperately, recording this historical moment from different angles.

Do you think your job after coming will have nothing to do with you?

The level is not enough, even if it is enough, it cannot be. Small black room.
On the evening of the 23rd, Gu Weijun was in Shichahai Sijin Courtyard, asking the eighth-level carpenters and Master Wu about the characteristics and making techniques of Ming and Qing furniture. The two masters Fu and Wu were ancestors of the palace in the late Qing Dynasty. I can’t show it out, but the characteristics of each piece of furniture are numerous.

A few people were chatting enthusiastically, and Gu Weijun was generous, offering good cigarettes and good tea, and the masters did not hesitate to teach them. Anyway, it was impossible for Gu Weijun to steal their jobs, and he would be willing to steal them. Because of the times, now There is no market for traditional furniture.

And since Gu Weijun said last time that he wanted to prepare all the furniture for the wedding in February, Master Fu’s old friend from "Dragon Xu Cheng" - now the Beijing Chinese Hardwood Furniture Factory - also called over, and in the evening Working overtime to help build furniture.

Suddenly a burst of snowflakes was blown into the house from the open cotton curtain, and a few of them fell on Gu Weijun's face and hands. Although they melted away quickly, Gu Weijun felt a chill in his heart - according to the plan, Ni Sir, you should go to the Badaling Great Wall tomorrow - will it be affected by the snow?
Gu Weijun paused his chat with several masters, walked out of the room and looked up at the sky. It was already dark and he could not see the clouds in the sky. He then turned back to observe through the light coming from the house. In the light, snowflakes were falling from the sky like goose feathers. Falling down, occasionally being blown around by the wind.

And there is an increasing trend, and the ground will be covered with a thin layer of snow in an instant.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs building is now brightly lit, and there are people coming and going at the gate, in the corridors, and in the offices. They are all personnel on duty or staff of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs who came over at short notice after discovering snow.

"Director Gu, you are busy with your work. Our old brothers are almost exhausted every day. It is rare to encounter such a big job like yours, but now we are full of energy."

"Then I'll bother a few masters."

"Hey, you're welcome."

Gu Weijun immediately returned to the house, "Master Fu, Master Wu, I have something to do and I have to go back to the work urgently. You guys should take it easy and don't be tired?"

"Haha, that's right. You are a good smoker and a good tea maker. Why don't we do a good job? I can't help you with this gift, and I can't help my own craftsmanship."

None of the leaders of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs were present on the fourth floor. Director Miao stood at the main position and began to convey leadership tasks. "Leader Zhou has issued notices to all levels of government and factories and mines in the capital, arranging emergency snow clearing tasks."

After leaving the courtyard, Gu Weijun stomped his feet, rubbed his hands, and breathed next to the jeep. He took out his leather gloves and brushed off the falling snowflakes on his shoulders. Then he put on his gloves, opened the door, and turned the key. "Woo-doo." "Beep," he started the vehicle twice in a row, pushed the accelerator to the bottom, and headed straight to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs building in Dongsi.

"Dengdeng" Gu Weijun went up to the third floor in three steps and two steps at a time. "Dongdong" knocked on the door of the office of the Director of the Department of Western Europe. Just as he was about to push the door open, the door opened from the inside. Director Miao was holding a notebook in his hand. , said to Gu Weijun hastily: "You came just in time, come upstairs with me."

"You are busy, just leave it to us."

"Sectional assignments will be made, with cadres taking the lead and mobilizing the masses to shovel ice and snow along the 80 kilometers of road from the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse to the Badaling Great Wall. There must be no residual snow that will affect traffic tomorrow morning."

"Now, I assign a task: Gu Weijun, you are responsible for keeping an eye on the section from Shahe Commune to Nankou Commune. It is convenient for you to have a car. If the snow is not cleared in time, report it in time."

"Director Zheng, you are a lesbian. Please keep an eye on the section from Diaoyutai Hotel to Chang'an Street. This section is not a big problem. There are many people in the city." "The section from Yongdingmen to Haidian belongs to me. Okay, comrade Do you have any questions?"

"Also, remember to bring dry food and hot water. The cafeteria has urgently steamed several pots of steamed buns."

"Okay, disband!"

Gu Weijun went to the canteen to get two hot steamed buns, and filled the military kettle with hot water. After checking the condition and fuel level of the jeep, he quickly drove away from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and headed for Shahe.

If you look down at the entire capital at this time, you will find that many bright spots suddenly appeared, starting from dots and gradually converging into a bright galaxy, extending from the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse to the Badaling Great Wall
Gu Weijun drove very fast and soon arrived at Shahe Town in Changping along the Jingchang Highway.

The masses in Shahe Town have been organized by the leaders of the town's revolutionary committee and designated road sections have been divided. Members of each production team have begun to carry various tools: shovels, brooms, snowboards (a wooden stick nailed in front of the wooden sticks), talking and laughing while clearing the snow.

You can still vaguely hear: This American devil has quite a reputation, so many people are sweeping the streets for him.
After Gu Weijun dispersed a circle of smoke, he also followed for a while - shoveling a few times with a shovel when encountering compacted or trampled snow - and also observed whether there were any omissions in the road section?
He really noticed it. He pointed to a section of road where no one was working and asked the local production team: "Comrade, which production team should be responsible for this section? Why is no one coming?"

The production team member holding a cigarette said "bah", "Being from the Second Grinding Wheel Factory in Beijing!"

"I guess these big brother workers haven't crawled out of bed yet, right?"

"Haha!" Laughter sounded from all around.

After Gu Weijun laughed a few times, he quickly threw the shovel to the production team, ran to the town and called the Light Industry Bureau, "I am from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, my surname is Gu, and I have something to report: the Beijing Second Grinding Wheel Factory has not been Are you notifying me of snow plowing?”

"Why hasn't anyone come out yet?"

"Okay comrade, I will report to our leader immediately."

After a while, Gu Weijun found someone with his arms open, and he hurriedly led a group of people with tools to the previously empty section of the road where no one was plowing snow.

After confirming again that all road sections had been cleaned by an organization, Gu Weijun started the jeep again and drove to Nankou Town.

Nankou is located in the southern section of Guangou Canyon. It is now Nankou Village near Nankou Commune in CP District. It is surrounded by mountains and stone walls. It is the pass going south from the capital. It was called Xiakou in the Northern Wei Dynasty, Xiakou in the Northern Qi Dynasty, and Nankou in the Yuan Dynasty. It was built in the Ming Dynasty. Nankou City, the Jingchang Highway passes along this gate to Badaling and Zhangjiakou.

Gu Weijun drove and stopped, smoking along the road, and constantly chatting with the production team members of Nankou Commune.

The comrades in the production team here had long heard on the radio that an American had come to China, and that it was the snow clearing task personally arranged by Leader Zhou, so no one dared to neglect it.

In the middle of the night, all the water-sprinkler trucks in Beijing started to spray salt water along the section from the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse to the Badaling Great Wall to melt the snow.
When Gu Weijun arrived at the Badaling Great Wall, from the foot of the mountain to the mountain, under the weak light of the flashlight, the shadowy production team members were working hard, and there was no snow on the mountain road.

Gu Weijun looked around. The mountains, city walls, and fields were covered with snow and silver. Only the road under his feet, covered with a thin layer of asphalt, was black and shiny, with no trace of snow left at all.
“There is strength in numbers!”

(End of this chapter)