"Drip-"

"Dididi-"

After the tricycle headed by the tricycle turned from Nanqiao to Nandi Road, it began to honk, and soon the cars behind also honked.

"Stop! Stop!"

Zhao Xiaohe stood at the intersection and waved vigorously.

"Village chief, keep the card in person. ”

The tricycle pulled over, turned off the engine, and greeted him with a grin, while unwrapping his tightly wrapped scarf and hat, revealing a blue mask.

The tricycle convoy behind also pulled aside, and someone said to Zhao Xiaohe with a smile while getting out of the car: "You don't need to say it, we know that we have to disinfect when we go back to the village." Rest assured, I wore all the masks and didn't take them off for a moment. ”

Seeing that they were all wearing masks, Zhao Xiaohe was not worried about them, and while taking the temperature of Zhao Pingping, who was headed by a forehead thermometer, he asked, "Why did you come back so late? ”

"Eh, don't mention it!" Zhao Ping waved his hand, "I originally wanted to take a comfortable road, but I didn't know that I had embarked on a blocked road." ”

"Who knew that there would be a card at the intersection of Zhoujia Road. Zhao Heping behind Zhao Ping responded.

"It's just that there are so many cars getting off the highway that I get stuck in traffic jams and I'm dizzy with hunger. ”

Someone in the back answered Zhao Heping's words.

"Didn't you eat breakfast at the market?"

"We want to eat. Zhao Pingping responded to Zhao Xiaohe's words with a smile, "But before leaving the village, the old secretary repeatedly emphasized that he would come back after the dishes, and he was not allowed to stay in the market, and he especially warned us not to eat breakfast in the market, saying how serious the pneumonia is, how serious is it, where do we dare to eat?"

Zhao Heping said with a smile: "I guess if we don't listen to the old secretary, I'm afraid that the old secretary won't let us go out of the village to sell vegetables tomorrow." ”

"That's for sure! Aren't we clear about the old secretary's temper? Whoever provokes him will suffer. Isn't that what you say?"

"Yes, yes, the old secretary is going to lose his temper, that's really scary. Someone in the back responded to Zhao Pingping's words.

"But in the end, the old secretary is doing this for our good. Zhao Heping immediately spoke out to defend Zhao Sanfu, "I don't say this because I am in the same room with him, how many practical things he has done for us Zhao Jiazhou in the past few decades, we all have eyes, right?

"Don't say that, people who don't know when they look back still think that we are talking bad about the old secretary behind our backs. Zhao Ping smiled and picked up half a radish leaf from the tricycle and threw it to Zhao Heping, "I don't want to be called by the old secretary to drink tea." ”

After speaking, he looked at Zhao Xiaohe again and smiled, "Yes, village chief, we didn't speak ill of the old secretary, right? If the old secretary asks me to go for tea, you have to give me a testimony." ”

Seeing that everyone was wearing masks and did not linger in the market, Zhao Xiaohe was also relieved. Knowing that they were all joking, he didn't take it seriously, and asked when he took Zhao Heping's temperature: "When did you set up a card at the intersection of Zhoujia?"

The highway has an exit in Fuhe Town, and the city has built a road from that exit to the city, which is what they call an expressway. The intersection of Zhoujia Road is the intersection of the high-speed exit and the expressway in Fuhe Town.

"It was set up this morning, and it should be set up at the same time as the North Bridge bayonet. Tut-tut, you don't know how many cars come down on the highway, they are all stopped at the stuck point, one car by one to take the temperature, the highway is jammed with no end, at least more than ten miles away, it is estimated that those people will not be able to return home at noon. We came from the expressway, which was slightly better, but it was also blocked for two hours. Speaking of this, Zhao Heping laughed again, "You don't know how fun it is to take your temperature, many people have the heating in their cars, and the people who guard the cards point guns, wow, it's all about 40 degrees, and then let them pull over and wait for the temperature to drop." One by one, they didn't dare to get out of the car to ventilate, so they turned on the air conditioner in the car until the temperature dropped down. ”

By "gun" he meant forehead thermometer.

Although the sun is out today, it is still a cold winter wax moon, and the cold is very heavy, and it is normal to drive and turn on the heating.

Someone in the back slapped Ying and Zhao Heping: "Yes, yes, I saw that when someone opened the window to take his temperature, his snot froze out, which amused him to death." ”

Zhao Xiaohe explained with a smile while busy: "It's right that people don't dare to get out of the car, who knows if any of these people have pneumonia? It's very dangerous to get close." ”

"That's it. I think it's safe for us to drive tricycles, one person and one tricycle, and everyone is two meters apart, which is really safe. ”

"That's it. The crowd laughed.

was smiling, Zhao Sanfu came.

"Old secretary, don't worry, we all remember your words and follow the rules. Without waiting for Zhao Sanfu to speak, Zhao Ping had already smiled and raised his hand to say hello.

"That's it, the masks have been changed. Zhao Heping immediately showed a distressed expression, "I used two masks, and there are only more than ten masks in total." I was really reluctant to throw that mask at the market before. ”

Seeing that these two people took the lead in greeting Zhao Sanfu, and thinking that these two people were very conscious old party members, Zhao Xiaohe seemed to understand something, and he couldn't help but admire Zhao Sanfu's prudence and meticulousness.

Hearing them mention throwing masks again, Zhao Xiaohe suddenly became a little worried: "Where did you throw away your masks?"

"The trash can. ”

"What's wrong?" Zhao Sanfu saw that something was wrong with Zhao Xiaohe.

"It is said on the Internet that masks are thrown like this and suddenly cause secondary pollution, and they may also be reused by people with bad intentions. Zhao Xiaohe voiced his concerns.

"And such a black-hearted person?!" As soon as Zhao Heping's words fell, someone cursed.

"How do you throw it away? Do you have to tear it up and throw it away?" asked Zhao Dong, who was disinfecting.

"We may be able to centralize the disposal of used masks. Liu Zhiping on the side answered.

Zhao Sanfu thought about it and felt that it made sense: "I'll arrange someone to do this right away." ”

After that, he walked to the side and made a phone call, but his eyes kept staring at everyone to disinfect the group of vegetable farmers and cars.

Zhao Xiaohe didn't dare to relax at all, and took everyone to carefully disinfect one by one, one by one, one tricycle after another, and when he was done, it was already ten o'clock.

At this time, the people who went to the market gradually returned, and with the assistance of volunteers, everything was going on in an orderly manner.

"Secretary Sanfu, there is something I have to discuss with you. When he was a little free, Liu Zhiping said to Zhao Sanfu.

You say. Zhao Sanfu hurriedly walked closer, but kept a distance of one meter away.

"That's the case, for the sake of safety, according to the town's arrangement, all of us who keep the card can't go home to live," Liu Zhiping pointed to his car parked on the side, and then pointed to Wang Shaoji on the side, "We brought all the coverings and prepared to fight the epidemic with everyone 24 hours a day, until the epidemic is over." Do you think you can arrange a place for us to live? We don't pay attention to it, as long as we have a place to live, we can do it in the utility room. ”

"Manager Xie also told me about this," Zhao Sanfu said with a smile, "It's not like I want you to live in the utility room, the village committee has a room and a bed, and I have asked people to clean it up." The three rooms on the west side of the second floor are for you, and the three rooms on the east side have also been packed up and kept for backup, in case there are people in the village who want to be quarantined and there is nowhere to go, let them go over there. ”

"Thank you. Even if you eat, you have to ......."

"I've already told my wife that I can only eat it. ”

"We are not picky. ”

After saying a few words about the epidemic prevention work, Zhao Sanfu saw that the time was almost up, and the card-keeping work here was also stable, and after greeting the three people who were card-keeping, he called Zhao Xiaohe to go to the village committee for a meeting.

Zhao Xiaohe saw that there was nothing to do here, so he called Zhao Xiaowei, and when he learned that their patrol and propaganda work was also going well, he told him that the work of guarding the card at the entrance of the village was also going well, and asked him to call back the people on the drainage canal and the village east road first.

Zhao Xiaohe rode an electric car, and Zhao Sanfu drove a scooter, both of them drove very slowly, talking while driving.

Zhao Xiaohe asked him if he deliberately asked Zhao Pingping and Zhao Heping to go with everyone to sell radishes today.

"Yes, let them keep an eye on the guys, and take the lead by the way. Wearing a mask, washing hands frequently, disinfecting frequently, and not getting together are actually a matter of habit, and many people are aware of the seriousness of pneumonia. ”

Zhao Xiaohe praised it sincerely, and then told Zhao Sanfu about Zhao Xiaowei making their own armbands and Zhao Zhenxing persuading Zhao Laojia to go back to the village and wear a mask. ”

"Young people just have a lot of ideas. Zhao Sanfu smiled approvingly, "You didn't see them patrolling and publicizing, and the work was done carefully." It's going to be a different kind of publicity. ”

As he was talking, someone on the village radio sang a fragment of "Hu Jiaji" in Qinglan's traditional tea-picking opera.

This is a big opera that Zhao Xiaohe has heard since he was a child, and he is very familiar, but he always feels that something is wrong, so he can't help but stop talking and prick up his ears to listen carefully.

"What about the children's adaptation of the pneumonia opera. Zhao Sanfu saw his doubts and woke up with a smile.

Zhao Xiaohe reacted at this time, the original tune did not change, but the word was changed to pneumonia propaganda content, and immediately praised the good intentions of the volunteers, because there are no old people in the village who do not like to listen to Qinglan tea opera, so that the old people can understand the pneumonia epidemic through opera, which is much more effective than their direct publicity.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaohe found that there were many pneumonia propaganda slogans on the walls of the row of houses in the east of the village overnight, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Could it be that they also wrote it?"

He remembered that the village had only set up a big red banner as a propaganda slogan.

"Yes. There were two students who studied fine arts, and they wrote this. The slogan content is collected by everyone. ”

Zhao Xiaohe looked at them one by one with great interest and found that in addition to the targeted propaganda slogans, there were also some slogans that were particularly interesting, such as:

"For the sake of Zhaojiazhou for generations to come, everyone must wear masks!"

"Strive to be a good person in Zhao Jiazhou, refuse to be a sinner in Zhao Jiazhou!"

"If you are not vigilant about the pneumonia epidemic, General Yang Si will kill you!"

"I can really think of it! I can't even think of it if I want to break my head. Zhao Xiaohe said with a smile.

"That is, otherwise, why would the village set up a bursary fund to encourage children to study more?" Zhao Sanfu obviously admired these slogans as well, and responded with a smile.

"If anyone dares to say that the New Year's sacrifice is canceled, I will dig his ancestral grave!"

An angry voice interrupted the conversation between Zhao Sanfu and Zhao Xiaohe, and the two found that they had arrived at the gate of the village committee, and a group of old men with angry faces were staring at them in the courtyard.