Chapter 725: Wayward Snow!
On December 22, moderate snow turned to heavy snow.
After Wu Jun got up, he opened the curtains and saw the white expanse outside, and he was instantly dumbfounded.
What a situation!
I was fine before going to bed last night, and the weather forecast didn't forecast snow!
It's not serious, it's a little capricious!
Today is the day of the signing of the project, and the cadres of each village and the leaders of the township have been preparing for this day for a long time.
Dad's Hongfu Agriculture has also been preparing for this for a long time.
The snow was still falling, and the flakes were like cotton balls.
Wu Jun looked at the roof in the distance, and estimated that the thickness of the snow was at least ten centimeters, which had reached the level of a blizzard!
According to the current weather conditions, the highway will definitely not be able to go up, and you can only take the national highway.
And, predictably, the national highway will not be easy to walk either!
At lunch yesterday, Wu Guangqiang mentioned that the provincial leaders who attended the signing ceremony had already arrived in the county a day in advance, and the county magistrate personally led the team to receive them.
Of course, the provincial leaders came a day earlier, and it was not all for the project of Hongfu Agriculture, and the face of Hongfu Agriculture was not so big.
Pingshan is an old revolutionary base area and a red tourism mecca, and the leaders went to the old revolutionary base area to comfort the masses and interact with the masses.
Just in time for the Hongfu agricultural project, the provincial leaders did not return to the city and stayed directly in the county guest house at night.
Jingle bell~~
Just when Wu Jun was thinking about it and was at a loss, the mobile phone on the bedside rang.
Turn around and turn back to the bed, unplug the charger, and pick up your phone.
Wu Jun saw that it was his mother Ma Dongmei's call, and with a stroke of his finger, he connected the phone and said with a relaxed face: "Hey, Mom, get up so early?"
Although he was very anxious, when he was on the phone with his mother, Wu Jun tried his best to keep himself calm.
Ma Dongmei said with concern: "Xiaojun, you haven't set off yet, right? I read that the official account of the traffic radio said that the highway is closed, and it is not safe to drive on the road with such heavy snow, or you don't come today, isn't it your father and Township Chief Wang." ”
In Ma Dongmei's heart, no matter how big the project is, no matter how big the leader is, it is not as important as the safety of her son.
Today's weather conditions, she is a hundred and a thousand worried about Wu Jun's return.
"It depends on the situation, isn't it just five o'clock, and there are still more than five hours before the signing ceremony. Wu Jun joked, "There is still plenty of time, even if you run back, you can catch up." ”
Ma Dongmei said angrily: "I'm serious, you kid don't play a poor mouth for me, I'm not joking with you, the snow doesn't stop driving back, otherwise we will break off our relationship and sever the relationship between mother and son." ”
"Not really...... Mom. Wu Jun couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it.
Ma Dongmei said: "How can it be, you don't care about your own safety is unfilial piety to your parents." ”
"Mom, don't make trouble, my son really can't let you do this today. Wu Jun patiently explained, "Although it is only a ceremony, the county, township, village, group, and company have been preparing for a long time. ”
"The signing and launching ceremony of this project is also a once-in-a-century top priority for our Beiqi Township. ”
"The county magistrate, the township magistrate, and the leaders of the province can all pass, but I can't get by, what do I say like it? What do leaders at all levels think of our company, and how disappointed should the villagers who are looking forward to it be?"
"Not to mention it's snowing heavily, even if there are knives in the sky, I'll have to find a way to get back. ”
"Alas......" In the face of Wu Jun's tirade, Ma Dongmei sighed and softened her tone, "Just like you said, there is still plenty of time, you must drive slowly on the road, don't worry." ”
The son has grown up, has his own ideas, responsibilities, and responsibilities, and Ma Dongmei is also happy for her son's growth.
Mom's call hadn't ended yet, and Wu Jun saw Dong Lizhu's call coming in again.
Wu Jun said gently: "Then let's do this first, Mom, it's still early, you can sleep for a while, my aunt called in, probably to discuss with me how to go back." ”
Ma Dongmei said: "Okay, okay, you can discuss, I'll go and put incense sticks on your grandparents, so that they can bless you all the way safe." ”
Wu Jun: "......"
As soon as Ma Dongmei hung up the phone, Wu Jun immediately answered Dong Lizhu's phone.
"Xiaojun, it's all my fault for ignoring the change in the weather, what can I do, the highway is closed, and the traffic radio says that the national highway below is also jammed. ”
As soon as the phone was connected, Dong Lizhu's anxious voice came from the other side.
"The national highway is also blocked?" Wu Jun was furious for a while after hearing his aunt's report.
Early in the morning, he really didn't expect that even the national highway would be blocked.
This undoubtedly set up another obstacle, and the difficulty of returning from the international village to Xiaowuzhuang has increased.
Did you really run back as you said?
International Village is about 50 kilometers away from Xiaowuzhuang, a hundred miles, according to the current weather conditions and road conditions, even professional marathon runners are enough to choke!
What's more, it's professionals like Wu Jun and Dong Lizhu who never know how to exercise!
Wu Jun looked at the heavy snow flakes thrown outside, comforted himself, and comforted Dong Lizhu and said: "Auntie, don't worry, it's not more than five hours, the snow will stop after a while, the snow will stop, sprinkle a little salt, and the road condition will be restored." ”
Dong Lizhu said helplessly: "I hope so! I really should have gone back with my brother-in-law and them yesterday, but now it's too late to say anything, God is deliberately against us, it's not early, it's late, it's snowing so hard at this time!"
Wu Jun smiled and said: "Good things are more grinding, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, let's do this first, and then I will think of a way." ”
Wu Jun also figured it out, "rushing" will not solve any problems, it will only make you fall deeper and deeper.
Not panicking is the right way to solve the problem, only by keeping the right mind, can we find the best solution in the shortest time.
After hanging up the fairy tale with Dong Lizhu, Wu Jun glanced at the time displayed on the phone screen.
It was half past five in the morning, and there were still four and a half hours before the signing ceremony began.
Under normal road conditions, it takes about an hour to return to Xiaowuzhuang from the international village, and it takes about an hour and a half to take the highway, and it takes about an hour and a half to take the aisle.
In the case of highway closures and traffic jams on national highways like today, it is necessary to reserve at least double or even triple the time.
Tuk Tuk ......
Just as Wu Jun was planning the path, there was a knock on the bedroom door from outside.
Wu Jun walked to the door with his leg raised and stretched out his hand to open the door.
Angel, who was already fully dressed, stood quietly at the door with a small suitcase in her hand.
"Angel, who are you?" Wu Jun glanced at the small suitcase in Angel's hand, and then looked at her face, looking dazed.
Angel raised her hand and glanced at a delicate quartz pink female watch on her wrist, and said lightly: "Give you five minutes to wash and change your clothes, and get ready to go." ”
Wu Jun asked: "The highway is closed, the national highway is jammed, how to go?"
Angel said lightly: "Money opens the way." ”
What's the money to open the way?
Wu Jun had a black question mark on his face.
Can money make the ghost grind, and can also make God not snow?