Tang Jiangbei couldn't sit still. Fines for commercial land, water and family planning······ Both are two sets of ledgers. One set is a clear account that has been settled, and the other is a black account that a few people know or even only he knows personally, which is the so-called "small treasury".

Tang Jiangbei didn't expect the fledgling Min Haoran to be interested in such a thing, although Min Haoran's spearhead was not aimed at him, but once a corner was torn open, he was naturally a big fish in the net.

"Don't let this stunned baby poke out any baskets", Tang Jiangbei was restless in the office, sitting on a chair and turning left and right, thinking about how to dismantle the move. At this moment, the Dawut probe came in.

On the day of the 'collective incident' of the villagers of Village 11, Min Haoran was furious, and Dawut was so frightened that he disappeared, and instead of hiding, he rode a motorcycle and ran to the township to report what happened in the village to Tangjiangbei.

"Dawuti, have you got water in your brain, how can there be fake fertilizer. Your fertilizer has only been applied to the ground for a few days, and you think that the fertilizer is to give birth, and you will see the shadow in front of the mother. Chemical fertilizer is about slowness, continuous force, don't have nothing to do, run here to be foolish, move your big head to go back and do a good job of mass work. ”

After listening to Dawut's report, Tang Jiangbei, who was disturbed, like a bad stomach and couldn't find a place to excrete, was a wild training for Dawuti, and Dawuti was trained to droop his head, sit on the stool and dare not come out, looking at Tang Jiangbei in horror.

"How much fertilizer have you taken away, and how much fertilizer has not been taken away in the township warehouse?" Tang Jiangbei then lit a cigarette, paused for a moment, and asked Dawuti thoughtfully.

"Fifteen tons of fertilizer were sent by the boss from the village, and there was a ton from the township (in the township). Dawut replied resignedly.

"Go back and do a good job of mass work, there can be no fake fertilizer. You are also an old Sekeda (branch secretary), the village management has always been good, and you have experience in work, I believe you can handle this matter well. Go back and do a good job in the mass work, but if the mass work is not done well, I will ask you if something happens. Tang Jiangbei flicked the cigarette ash at the ashtray and said sternly: "Also, the fertilizer in the township warehouse has also been pulled away today, and it will be applied to the ground as soon as possible. ”

"Secretary Tang, what to do with this fake fertilizer, the villagers are angry, isn't that adding fuel to the fire?"

"Who told you that this is a fake fertilizer? I said that you can scare and scare the people with a big head every day, but you never use your brains to do things. Do you have to sell this fertilizer to the villagers? Don't you apply fertilizer to the sideline land in your village? If you can't finish it, you can use it in your own land. After Tang Jiangbei finished speaking, he raised his hand and coaxed Dawuti away.

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"It's not early, let's find a farmer's house to sit down, who do you think is suitable nearby?" As the sun set, Min Haoran walked from the field to Yingerguli, who was leaning on the motorcycle, and called her to go into the house together.

After the 'fake fertilizer incident', Min Haoran listened to Yingerguli's venting and decided to quietly conduct an extensive public opinion poll to listen to the voices of the masses. In the past few days, Min Haoran and Yingerguli go to the farmer's house every time it is almost dark, chat about family life, and understand the people's social conditions.

However, Min Haoran did not let Yingergul ride his motorcycle again, but asked Yingerguli to buy a motorcycle by himself. Min Haoran wanted to make Yingergul understand the impossibility between them through this inadvertent change.

"Let's go to Uncle Awut's house, not far ahead. He was a cultural celebrity in our village and a good friend of my father. Yingergul pointed ahead angrily and said. She was very sad that Min Haoran didn't let her sit on his motorcycle anymore, turned off her usual happy smile, stepped on the motorcycle with a mutter, pressed the start switch and left. Min Haoran saw Yingerguli's angry appearance, shook his head helplessly, and rode a motorcycle on his heel.

"Uncle Awuti, are you busy?" When he was about to arrive at Awuti's house, he saw that he was still in the field with a cantuman ridge, so Min Haoran stopped his motorcycle and walked towards the field while greeting him. Yingergul had arrived at the door of Awuti's house, and when she saw that Min Haoran hadn't followed, she turned around and came back and followed behind Min Haoran.

"Uh-huh, Basilik, Yaxiaksi. Awuti naturally knew Min Haoran, stopped what he was doing, put down Kantuman and greeted them.

Although it was already dusk, Awuti was still tired and sweaty, and seeing that Min Haoran's hand had reached out, he hurriedly stretched out his hands stained with mud and rubbed them on his body, holding Min Haoran's hand tightly.

Awuti's fingers were calloused, and his palms were cracked in many places, hard and strong, like pliers clamping Min Haoran's hand tightly. The hands of the working people were as light as they were, and a trace of imperceptible pain flashed on Min Haoran's face.

"Secretary Min, Awuti is a celebrity in our township, his musical instruments, especially the caron, are very good, and he plays the piano well, and there is a wedding and funeral in ten miles and eight villages, and he is invited to play. Yingergul bowed down to Awuti and praised Awuti. She was born with a love of music and has a great appreciation for Awuti's piano skills.

Literary and artistic people are respected, and talented literary and artistic people are worshipped. Listening to Yingergul, when he was young, Awuti played and sang everything, and countless people learned from him, and he also fascinated countless girls. Awuti smiled embarrassedly at Yingergul's compliment.

"Well, I've heard that there aren't many craftsmen like you, and they're as precious as treasures. Just like our beautiful Yingergul, it is very rare. Min Haoran pointed at Yingergul and said jokingly towards Awuti.

Min Haoran has some knowledge of Uyghur folk art, and the instruments they use are all hammered out with hammers and chisels (axes shaped like hoes), which are handmade and particularly beautiful. What's even more amazing is that folk music has no sheet music, it is all passed on by word of mouth, which is breathtaking.

"Where, where, that's where the people in the village make fun of me, and everyone Maga (everyone) does. Basilik, Man (me) next to the (house) to sit?" Awut warmly invited Min Haoran to his home.

"Okay, just admire the instrument you made." Min Haoran readily agreed.

Min Haoran likes to chat with farmers. There is sincerity and true affection, and they seem to be destined to be optimists, no matter how hard and tired they are, but they are carefree. As soon as the instrument sounds, joy comes, and there is happiness in the ravine-like wrinkles.

Awuti's family is similar to other peasant families, poor but clean, with various small plates of dried fruits on the cloth sheets on the kang. There are a variety of musical instruments around the kang, such as the caron, the ayjik, the dombula, the rewapu, the tambourine, the suona, etc., the large and the small, the thick and the thin.

Min Haoran sat cross-legged on the clay kang and picked up a caron to appreciate it, and then motioned to Awuti to demonstrate.

"The caron usually has sixteen or eighteen strings, and by playing, plucking, sweeping, and paddling with the 'push' in the hand, a moving sound can be played. Awuti introduced it in Uyghur and took the caron from Min Haoran's hand and began to tune it. Yingergul translated on the side.

Tuning is all about experience. Flicked it, and Awuti listened attentively. Before each playing, tuning is the key, and you should use the slightest strength, not the slightest out of tune.

After tuning the tone, 'Tuimo' jumped in Awut's hands like lightning, flying back and forth, sometimes gently rubbing, sometimes rushing like thunder, and the resonance box emitted a crisp and pleasant sound almost like a zither. This sound should have been in heaven, when will it come down to earth and enter the earth!

"Uncle Awut has also performed abroad, and has accompanied national leaders on visits to Japan, and he is also famous abroad. Yingergul whispered in Min Haoran's ear.

About halfway through, Awuti's sheep Gangzi Ayi Xianguli brought up the noodles and asked everyone to eat, Awuti knelt up and supported the kang with one hand, and picked up the rice bowls from the tray one by one and handed them to Min Haoran and Yingergul respectively.

"Uncle Awuti, what do you think of our cadres?" Min Haoran asked as he took the big bowl and picked up the noodles while eating.

Of course, Min Haoran didn't come to listen to the performance, he wanted to listen to the real thoughts of the masses through casual chatting between meals.

"Basilik, to be honest, the party and state policies are very good, but some of the Cannetkader (village cadres) are not good at work. After saying that, Awuti picked up the last bowl and put it in front of him, picked up the vinegar bottle on the coffee table and poured vinegar into the bowl, and at the same time instructed Yang Gangzi to bring a few heads of garlic. Oily spicy seeds, vinegar and raw garlic are standard when eating ramen, so you can choose according to your personal preference.

Awuti felt that the leader of the little Balangzi in front of him was more 'sincere', and it would not be any trouble to tell the truth and spit out bitterness.

"A few days ago, when my house was watering, the canal ran out of water, and the water management cadre wanted to take away 200 yuan from me. It was his own business that he didn't do a good job, but he wanted to fine me money, and he didn't even give me a note (receipt). Awuti put down his rice bowl, took a sip of the tea next to him, and then said: "There is also Sekeda (branch secretary) of our village, who is bullied by other people's sheep, and the villagers are very scared. Awuti shook his head and sighed.

"Didn't you report such a thing to the township?" Min Haoran put down the bowl and asked in confusion.

"What's the use of reflecting, the problem is not solved, and the trouble is coming. The fact that the water cadres fined me money reflects that not only can the money not be returned, but every time I water the last one in my house, he also wears a 'difficult household' hat on me. Seeing that everyone had eaten, Awuti beckoned Yang Gangzi to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

"Look, I'm right when I told you, I'm not making it up. Yingergul added.

After the meal, they chatted about some homely things, and seeing that the time was not early, Min Haoran and Yingergul got up to say goodbye to "Rehemat (thank you), Hoxi, and Hori Hosy (goodbye)".

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"If you say any more nonsense, be careful to break your dog's leg and set your whole house on fire. You're a donkey, and you don't have a clean mouth. Dawut's younger brother, Kurban Usman, led his two huge sons to Awut's house, grabbed Awuti's collar and threatened him.

"I, I, what am I talking about, what are you going to do?" Awuti said in fear. Early the next morning, Awuti resisted Kantuman and prepared to go to work in the field, but was blocked by Kurban and his son at the door.

"What are you doing? What did you do when you called Secretary Min and Yingergul to your house last night? Did you say something that shouldn't be said again?" said Kurban, with a thick waist and a thicker neck, a scruffy beard, and a fierce look, pointing his index finger at Awuti's nose and shouting.

"No, no, I didn't say anything. They said that the instrument I made was good, and they came to see my instrument, so they ate a sliver and left. Awut panicked.

"You 'difficult man', if I hear your nonsense, I will stuff you with a stone like a walnut and gnaw on it. After Kurban finished speaking, he grabbed Awuti hard, and Awuti took a few steps back and fell to the ground. Kurban's two sons were leaving, kicking the two doors of Awuti's courtyard to a rattle.

At this time, Awuti Yanggangzi, who was cooking in the room, heard the movement and came out, and saw Awuti sitting on the ground, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

"Your mouth is just owing, you dare to say anything, isn't it enough to suffer losses before?Are you able to provoke these bullies and bastards?" Awuti's sheep Gangzi slapped the dust on Awuti's body while counting Awuti, helped the limping Awuti into the house, and said "bah" to the back of the departing Kurban father and son.

"You are a woman, what do you know, is the meal ready?" Awuti said "oops" a few times, rubbing his ass and blaming his wife for being troublesome as he walked.

Min Haoran's visit to Awut's house was known by the branch secretary Dawut the next day.

Dawut, of course, didn't know what Awut said. But the 'thief' has a weak heart, and it doesn't matter if he says bad things about him or not, he will 'cheat' first. If Awuti really says anything bad about him, he can prove to Awuti that nothing in the village can escape his 'eyes'. If you don't speak ill of him, you can show off his 'lewd power' in front of Awut.

There is only one way for Dawu to show off his 'obscenity': his fists. So he instructed his younger brother Kurban to 'talk to Awuti' and teach him a lesson.

Dawut's family power in the eleven villages is huge. The people who chain their relatives account for more than half of the village, and there are many 'eyes and ears', and the big and small things, good things and bad things in the village can't escape his ears.

Dawut did not say a word to those who did not obey him, and always referred to the threat of force against his younger brother. The villagers were afraid of him, so his 'prestige' was very high.

Awuti was so frightened by Kurban's lesson that he didn't dare to go out of the house, and was left behind by his sheep for several days, depressed and unthinking, locking himself in the house all day long, scratching his ears and cheeks, and taking care of the family. Awuti feared that the two hooligan sons of Kurban might actually set fire to his fence yard.

Yingergul's father, Maimaitijiang and Awuti, are a pair of literary and artistic friends, and they don't learn piano skills for three days. Knowing that Awuti was scared out of his mind, Maimaitijiang told Yingergul about Awuti's abnormal situation, and Yingerguli reported it to Min Haoran.

"Dawut, what have you done to Awuti, and you dare to intimidate him? After listening to Yingerguli's report, Min Haoran was angry, and left the phone without waiting for Dawuti to speak.

"Secretary Min, there is (no), there are things, Awuti's words are nonsense. Dawut came to Min Haoran's office, shook in a panic like a winter melon brain, and when he saw Min Haoran, he flatly denied that he had threatened Awut.

"What's the matter, Awuti is still lying at home, and I'm so scared by you that I don't dare to go out. When Min Haoran saw Dawuti's scoundrel appearance, he was even more angry, and slapped one hand on the table. Dawut had never seen Min Haoran get angry, and his body that was about to sit down was so shocked that he stood up again.

"Secretary Min, it must be my bastard brother Kurban, he often makes trouble for me when he has nothing to do. Don't worry, I'll clean him up when I get back, and it won't happen again. Dawut blamed his brother Kurban on the matter, which was also his usual trick.

"You give me honesty, the eleventh village is not your Dawuti's family, you can do whatever you want. You think that if you have more powerful family, you can cover the sky with one hand, and tomorrow you will go to apologize to Awuti in person. Awuti does not forgive you, and you will not come to me in the future, and you will disappear before my eyes from now on. Dawut was reprimanded out of the office by Min Haoran.

Dawu took out Min Haoran's office, took a turn outside, took a few breaths of loose air, and after the beating heart eased, he slipped into Tang Jiangbei's office again when there was no one, and instilled Tang Jiangbei with the recent whereabouts of Min Haoran.

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Min Haoran went into the farmers' homes as soon as he had time and had a long talk with the farmers. Min Haoran entered the village and never asked Yingerguli to join him again. Min Haoran deliberately 'created' distance from Yingerguli.

After a month of secret investigations, the unhealthy tendencies in various villages were shocking, and some village cadres even bullied men and women and bullied the market, and there was no difference between them and the underworld forces. The masses did not dare to be angry or speak. Min Haoran wrote a detailed investigation report on "The Prevalence of Behaviors Harming the Interests of the Masses in Rural Areas Must Be Paid Attention to".

"Secretary Tang, the villagers in our village said that Min Haoran often went to the farmers' houses to ask for food and drink, and he and Yingergul often went out early and returned late, and the fight was hot, and the masses said that the two of them were ······." In the office of the village committee, Bian Yinglong leaned over to Tang Jiangbei with a lighter to light a cigarette, and stared at the two cars with bull's eyes to report Min Haoran's problem to Tang Jiangbei.

In front of Tang Jiangbei, Bian Yinglong did not dare to put 'Xinjiang Pu'. Since the death of his two sons, Bian Yinglong's personality has become even more perverted and weird.

The wretched will have something to hate. It was when his two children were just able to walk, and the 'bullish' sister-in-law was arguing to eat goat babies under the banner of strengthening the children's bodies and bones. Bian Yinglong couldn't help it, so he brought his mother to the village.

When the farmer's house was waiting for the sheep to come out of the pot, the 'bullish' sister-in-law saw that the peaches in the field were ripe, so she went up to the tree to pick peaches, unaware that the two sons chased the butterflies to the cotton field, and were crushed into meatloaf by a large tractor spraying pesticides.

The cotton pole is already a ruler high, and it is difficult for two children to be seen if they are not paying attention in the field. Large tractors have blind spots, and the tractor master doesn't know how to crush people to death, until the people from the police station come to the door after dark, and they don't know that they have caused a big accident.

The tractor master was wronged, and was forced by Bian Yinglong's family to 'shatter the mountains and rivers'.

Suffered by this catastrophe, the '' sister-in-law was crazy all day long, and when she saw the sheep baby, she took off her nakedness, saying that the sheep baby was the child she had just born, and she ran home when she hugged it.

"Which of them, don't pretend to be a ghost for me, if you have something to say, you will spit out. Tang Jiangbei asked knowingly.

"It's that the relationship between the two of them is unclear, and the villagers are gossiping. Also, the villagers reported that Min Haoran seemed to be investigating some problems. At this point, Bian Yinglong moved the butt of the card into the chair, stopped the topic in time, looked at Tang Jiangbei's reaction, and then decided whether to pour some more oil on the fire.

"Investigate the problem, what is the problem, your problem, what did you do in the village?" Tang Jiangbei squinted at Bian Yinglong, his expression unshocked.

No matter how much Bian Yinglong is a demon, he can't compete with Tang Jiangbei's cunning. Tang Jiangbei is an old fox, of course he understands what Bian Yinglong meant, so he deliberately stimulates Bian Yinglong and asks him to obediently shake out all the things he wants to say.

"What's wrong with me, Secretary Tang, don't you know me? I wholeheartedly follow the secretary to serve the people before and after the saddle. I just heard that Min Haoran was asking around about the collection of water bills and the issuance of contracts for goods. Bian Yinglong's blushing and purple response was naturally a ghost in his heart.

"Could it be that the village you contacted has any problems in these areas? If you find any problems, report them to me in time. The first half of Tang Jiangbei's sentence is for Bian Yinglong, and the second half of the sentence is also for Bian Yinglong, which has a profound meaning.

Bian Yinglong is also smart, and understands that Tang Jiangbei is reminding him that he must deal with these problems well, and at the same time report Min Haoran's whereabouts to him in time.

After listening to Bian Yinglong's words, thinking that Dawuti had told him about Min Haoran, especially about chemical fertilizers, Tang Jiangbei had a bad premonition. The chemical fertilizer is definitely not fake, but the active ingredient must not be up to standard, otherwise the boss would not give him such a big kickback, which Tang Jiangbei knows well. Anyway, the fertilizer has already entered the ground, and there is no proof of death, but if Min Haoran is not afraid of the tiger digging deep and tearing the hole, not only will the accounts not stand up to inspection, but the people's mouths will not be blocked. Once the situation gets out of control, the corners and shady things will be exposed. Every time he thought about this, Tang Jiangbei felt cold in his back and restless.

In the past few days, Tang Jiangbei has visited several villages one after another, and intends to contact village and township leaders to inquire about Min Haoran's whereabouts. Several township leaders also reported that Min Haoran's whereabouts were secretive, and he often went to the peasants' homes to ask questions about hot issues of concern to the masses, intentionally or unintentionally.

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"Individual leaders in our township do not do their jobs every day, blindly spin around, and eat the east and the west, and the masses react very strongly. What does our party do, it serves the people, and if we don't take a stitch from the masses, have we forgotten our purpose and the promise we made when we joined the party......?" Tang Jiangbei was furious when he pointed out something at a regular meeting. The other township leaders naturally knew what kind of sand and shadows Tangjiangbei contained, but Min Haoran still felt inexplicable about Tangjiangbei's unprovoked fire.

Gradually, Min Haoran felt that everyone was alienating him, and they just greeted him politely, and there was an indescribable hypocrisy in his smile.

"Secretary Min, you have been working in our township for a few years, you have done a good job, and you have worked very hard, but you have never gone out to study once. This time, the organization gave our township a place for half a year of further study, and I would like to let you participate. Young people, what do you think of studying more?" A few days later, Tang Jiangbei called Min Haoran to the office again and said politely.

It is better to offend a gentleman than to offend a 'villain'. At this time, Min Haoran was a 'villain' in Tang Jiangbei's eyes, and he was always on guard everywhere.

Going to study is a beautiful difference, and it is generally left to the "people around you" as a "welfare". Tang Jiangbei endured the pain and left this good errand to Min Haoran, first, he wanted to pull Min Haoran closer to himself, and one day he would 'not look at the face of the monk and see the face of the Buddha' and close his eyes; second, let Min Haoran have no time to investigate the problem. But what Tang Jiangbei never expected was that Min Haoran's investigation report had been formed.

Knowing that Min Haoran was going out to study for a while, Yingerguli's soul seemed to be broken, and she was godless. Min Haoran deliberately created a distance to 'stay away' from Yingerguli, and Yingerguli also figured out Min Haoran's thoughts, but she was unwilling to let go of the demon of love. She decided that Min Haoran liked him, but they were just blocked by Xu Jiao, and from Min Haoran, who couldn't tear up the emotional gap, she 'started' from Xu Jiao, and Yingergul wanted to let go.