Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 1676
Yun Suji made a request and was the first to go to Standard Village.On the map, many standard villages are distributed in a cross shape along the Nandu River and Chengmai Highway.Yun Suji asked the county office to introduce him to a relatively progressive village. The planning officer of the county office turned over the card and said that Borang Village in the south of Pingshenling was a model village, so he recommended him to Borang Village.

According to the system, the county office should send correspondents to notify the village head and cadres stationed in the village to come to the county for a meeting, and then introduce the elders of Yun.However, Yun Suji said that the village cadres are usually busy with work, and it took at least half a day in the city last time, so it is not worthwhile.He was used to dealing with the farmers in the Tiandihui in Lingao, so he drove lightly, changed his clothes, did not take a carriage, took a pole, and took a boat with straw sandals to the edge of the village, and went in on his own.The four guards also disguised themselves as ordinary farmers and followed them from a distance.

There is still more than a mile from the ferry to the village. The road into the village is a dirt road, but it is neatly repaired and flattened. There are no potholes or hollows on the road. Some small trees have been planted. Out of painstaking maintenance.No wonder the naturalized cadres of the county office called this an "advanced village".

Yun Suji walked over slowly, and after a short walk, he saw a big tree by the side of the road, under which an old man was resting, with a pair of picks beside him, smoking and resting.

Yun Suji's heart skipped a beat: I just ran into the village like this, so I can see that the person must be a member of the public, so it's natural to say it in front of me.Can't hear a few useful words.The countryside is also a society of acquaintances, and no one dares to talk too much when a stranger comes rashly.The old man was resting on the side of the road. He was either from this village or from a neighboring village. He should know a lot about the situation in Borang Village.

Immediately, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and walked to his side: "Old man, borrow a fire."

He didn't know where the old man was from, and he spoke in Newspeak.

"Medium." The old man was very refreshed, and handed over the pipe and pot. Yun Suji took a cigarette and lit it on the fire, and took a puff.

"You look like a cadre, and you don't carry an Australian fire with you?"

"Going out in a hurry, I forgot to bring it." Yun Suji heard that his accent was the Mandarin of the Central Plains, and he didn't feel a little close, "Old man, are you from Henan?"

"That's right, I'm from Henan Province."

Yun Suji knew that the so-called Henan Mansion refers to Luoyang.Sitting down next to him, he said, "Then you and I are still half fellows. I'm from Dengfeng." Unconsciously, a third of Henan accent was added to the accent.

"You're always from Henan, too?" The old man's words turned out to be somewhat friendly, "What are you going to do?"

"Over there!"

Yun Suji said that seeing that the cigarette in his pipe and pot had been exhausted, he took out a cigarette from his pocket: "Come on, smoke mine."

The old man waved his hands again and again: "That thing is really expensive, you can buy a pack of circulation coupons, and I will take my own leaves..."

Yun Suji suddenly realized that there was something wrong with his cigarettes. He carried a special holy ship on his body. No one among the naturalized people and the aborigines smoked this. Fortunately, this old man didn't smoke cigarettes, otherwise he would immediately find out that something was wrong.

"You're welcome, just smoke it." Yun Suji stuffed it into his hand and lit him up.

The old man took a sip: "Hey, it's not bad! It's just weak."

Yun Suji smiled, and could see that the other party's vigilance had relaxed a lot, so he took the opportunity to ask, "Old man, are you from this village too?"

"I'm from this village." The old man smoked a cigarette. "I'm going to the meeting today, and I sold the goods to exchange for some oil and salt. You look like a cadre?"

"I'm from the county, and I'm going to Boli Village to do something." He deliberately mentioned the name of the neighboring village.

"It turned out to be from the county..." The old man hurriedly got up.

"Don't be polite, we don't like that kind of thing." Yun Suji said, "We are fellow villagers meeting fellow villagers, and we should say a few words about ourselves. Don't bother with such vain etiquette."

"Middle." The old man nodded again and again, and looked up and down Pan Yun Suji, "You also came from Shandong with the chief the year before last?"

"Me," Yun Suji said vaguely, "it's too early, I followed the chief when he came to Lingao."

"Then you are old Chen..."

"What's old and new?" Yun Suji smiled, "Is your life okay when you come here all the time?"

"That's nothing to say, it's the same as the past. Don't talk about oil and salt in my hometown, it's a good meal to make some bean dregs and paste pancakes."

"How many acres of land is your family?"

"When I settled down, I was allocated [-] acres. I don't want an acre, but I need an acre of private land to grow and order vegetables. We are not farmers." The old man laughed, "I can't do farm work. My hometown is a tofu grinder, and I want to be with you." Xiuzi (wife) opened a tofu shop, but the cadres in this village did not allow it, saying that the village is not allowed to open a tofu shop, and the county should approve it. I am a small commoner, how dare I go to the county government office to speak. I can’t speak Newspeak well. , one is wrong, first hit forty boards, and I don’t want my two old legs..."

"Look at what you said. The county office of the Senate is not the county office of Daming. If you want to go, just go there. What are you afraid of?"

"The ordinary people don't dare to breathe heavily when they see a cadre, let alone go to the county to deal with the officials. If they don't open it, they won't open it. Anyway, we still have crafts, so we won't be hungry if we do anything."

Yun Suji couldn't figure out why he was not allowed to open a tofu shop. He thought that such a food factory needs to make tofu. Then he saw that the piles of picks on his picks were wrapped with lotus leaves, and the outside was tied with straw. With two wastebaskets tied up, I was curious: "What are you selling?"

The old man smiled: "It's pancakes. There are construction sites everywhere in the county, and there are hard laborers everywhere. My pancakes are delicious and I'm very hungry. In the oil waste paper basket is the watermelon sauce that I made this year. Take it together For sale, more than 100 catties of pancakes and two baskets of watermelon sauce were sold out in half an hour."

"You can also make pancakes?" Yun Suji was surprised. People in Henan love noodles, especially steamed buns. I have never heard of people making pancakes by themselves.

"We don't know how to do it. But this village is full of Shandong people. I've seen it for a while. What's so rare? I'm used to grinding and mixing pulp, and I can only make it better than them." The old man smoked a cigarette, " The weather here is warm, and the ground is full of edible things. Even planting gardens is easier than in Henan! Grinding and blending together, it is delicious and saves food. I can get some money if I work hard. ——The son hasn’t married a wife yet.”

Yun Suji smiled and said, "You still have a son? Don't you come out to do small business with you?"

The old man smoked the cigarette until his hands were burning, and then he reluctantly threw it away, saying: "I have raised four sons and three daughters. Now there is only one youngest son left, only sixteen—his elder sister died in Hainan. It’s a waste. Otherwise, if you get married, you can come back with a new wife. I knew that when I was fleeing, the little girl on the road would have picked one up and brought it with me... The betrothal gifts here are too expensive."

Yun Suji saw that he spoke easily, but his skin like a knife and his dark face were telling about the hardships of this journey.I just heard him continue, "My son is an apprentice in a brick and tile factory, and he gets his wages. When he becomes a worker, he is ambitious, let alone go home, and he doesn't even send a message. His mother is worried. I heard that there are often troubles in the factory. Accident dead..."

"Aren't you worried?"

"What's the use of worrying." The old man picked up the cigarette pot, and Yun Suji handed over another cigarette. This time he didn't give in, and lit it directly. Come here to live a peaceful life?" He sighed, "How many people kicked their legs and fed wild dogs on the road, and if they can live a peaceful life, they are making money, don't you always say?"

"Yes, yes." Yun Suji nodded.I thought to myself that it's no wonder that they are safe when they are rich: they are all people who have been around before the gate of hell. After watching too much life and death, it is easy to have the attitude of being drunk now.He also asked about the situation in the village, how the land was growing, and whether there was enough food.

"We don't know about farming. It looks like it's growing well, much better than farming in my hometown. There is enough food, and there are many children. People with weak labor are short of food. Eat more pumpkins to overcome it. I haven't heard of anyone who can't open the pot. It's just that there are too many hard labors, and I can't rest..."

Just as he was talking, a young man ran over from the village. He was in his early twenties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, not tall, but vigorous and energetic.Wearing a blue cloth double-breasted cadre uniform, when the old man saw him running over, he got up in a panic and threw the cigarette butt aside. He was about to escape, but the young man caught up and grabbed him.

"Okay, old man Meng, don't think that I dare not control you because you rely on your old man to sell your old man. I told you to go to the front of the construction site, but you couldn't dodge it. You said you were going to the county town to see your son! It turned out that you were doing a small business." He said and raised his hand. With one punch, Lao Meng was thrown on all fours, and then another kick kicked Gu Zi to the ground. The pancakes wrapped in Ma Lian leaves rolled all over the ground, and the two baskets also turned over.

Seeing that he was about to kick the basket, Yun Suji hurriedly stopped him: "Speak up if you have something to say, why beat someone? This is food, so don't waste it casually!"

The young man saw Cheng Yaojin coming out halfway, and he looked like a cadre, so his tone softened a little: "Who are you?"

"I'm from the county, and I'm here to do business."

"Since it's from the county, you should know that the county has just issued a notice to strengthen winter water conservancy construction facilities, and it will mobilize strong labor from more than a dozen villages here to go to the construction site. There will be no good fruit if you go late! He is an old man, I don't expect him to work hard either, it's okay to go to the front station to cook, just lie and hide!"

Yun Suji already understood, and was about to persuade him a few words, when the young man yelled at old man Meng: "You should go back to the village with your burden to prepare, and call me the front line at the construction site today, or I will call the militia tomorrow!" I'll tie you up and send you to the labor camp to dig sand!"

Old man Meng didn't dare to speak, so he picked up his picks and went to the village.The young cadres followed behind.Yun Suji thought to himself that there is no prison in Qiongshan, so how could there be a "reform through labor team" out of thin air?Fei Si said that some cadres beat and arrested people at will, which seems to be true.

(End of this chapter)