"Are they going to Atsuta?!"

Seeing that Zhao Jianguo's car did not enter the village from the west entrance of the village, but drove directly to the north bridge, Zhao Xiaohe, who was half squeezed between the cab and the passenger seat, was very surprised. Pen God Pavilion

"Could it be that the expressway is closed?" Zhao Wenming asked as he drove.

"I haven't heard of it!

"The town has issued instructions to close the north bridge, so no vehicles are allowed to pass in and out, and from today, the buses are stopped. Zhao Sanfu stared at the front and spoke.

"Huh, when did you give the instructions?" Zhao Xiaohe was a little surprised.

"Just then. I haven't had time to tell you yet. Houtian is now the hardest-hit area, and I heard that two villages have been forcibly closed overnight, and the town may be closed. Jianguo, they want to go from Houtian to Qinglan, but it will not work. ”

When several people were talking, Zhao Jianguo's truck had stopped in the middle of the road on the North Bridge, and the people in the cab and passenger cab all got out of the car quickly.

Zhao Wenming, who arrived later, pulled over the car, and then the three of them got out of the car, and when they got out of the car, they heard a dispute in front of them.

"It's closed here, you can't go, you can go back. The person who spoke was Qiao Yufei, deputy director of the town's family planning office, who was on duty today.

"We braved the cold all night to pull out these turnips, you can't just watch us not be able to sell them, can you? "It was Zhao Jianguo who was begging hard.

Zhao Heping, who was on Zhao Jianguo's side, also pleaded: "Yes, yes, if you let us go, we will definitely pay special attention! ”

"Please understand, I really can't let you pass! This road has been sealed. If you really want to go into the city, you should take the expressway. Qiao Yufei persuaded them to turn around.

"If we could take the expressway, we wouldn't be here......!

"Why can't you take the expressway?"

Zhao Sanfu's voice interrupted Zhao Jianguo's words, and also made Zhao Jianguo stutter suddenly: "Old, old secretary, you, you are here." ”

"What's going on? Could it be that the expressway is also closed?" Zhao Sanfu asked.

"The expressway is not closed, but the intersection of Zhoujia Road is blocked. I can't get on the expressway. Otherwise, it won't be turned back. The boss who ordered the goods had already made several phone calls to urge, and if the forty or fifty thousand catties of radishes were not sent over, they would have to be transported back to Zhaojiazhou. Zhao Jianguo looked anxious.

"Old secretary, we can't help it, we can't watch this cart of radishes fall down. Zhao Heping answered curtly.

He is the person arranged by Zhao Sanfu in the radish selling team, and he will report to Zhao Sanfu as soon as there is a situation, but there are also 4,000 catties of his family in this carload of radishes, and he can't go on the fast road, if Zhao Sanfu or the people in the village know that they want to go from Houtian, they will definitely not agree, so if the radish can't be sold, his family's loss will be very serious, so when everyone discussed leaving Houtian, he didn't report the situation to Zhao Sanfu under the weighing. So at this time, I saw Zhao Sanfu feeling a little stunned.

"How could the intersection of Zhoujia Road be blocked? Was there a car accident?" asked Zhao Wenming.

"That's not it, I heard that the car from Hubei is not allowed to get off the highway, persuade them to return, and the car from Hubei refuses to return, and the stalemate on both sides leads to the entire road blockage, and there is no way to get on the expressway at all. Zhao Jianguo's words were full of helplessness, "We originally wanted to bypass Liujiazhuang from the opposite embankment and get on the fast road from the mouth of Songlin Town, but we didn't know that someone poured a pile of sand on the way to Liujiazhuang on the opposite embankment, and we couldn't go, so we could only turn back, and we planned to risk passing from Houtian, but we didn't expect to be allowed to go here." ”

As he was talking, his mobile phone rang, and when he took it out, he saw that it was the phone number of the market owner, and hurriedly answered: "Let's leave immediately, you wait, wait." ”

As soon as he hung up the phone, he looked at Zhao Sanfu with a sad face, "Old secretary, the boss said that if you don't deliver it, he will leave." What can I do about this?"

Zhao Sanfu didn't know what to do for a while, and turned to look at Qiao Yufei.

Qiao Yufei shook his head: "I'm sorry, I really can't let it go." I can't afford that. ”

Zhao Xiaohe thought for a while and tried to ask: "Or pull the radish back first, wait for the Zhoujia intersection to open, and then go to Qinglan?"

Zhao Jianguo shook his head: "This boss is the biggest boss in the wholesale market, and other vendors are all transferring goods from him." He was in urgent need of radishes today, so he urged it so tightly that he said that he would send it to the epidemic area. He said that if we don't deliver it on time today, we won't cooperate with us in the future, and we will only accept Yangzizhou's dishes. At that time, not only radish, but also other dishes in Zhaojiazhou will also be affected, which is equivalent to cutting off most of Zhaojiazhou's financial routes. ”

Zhao Jianguo's worries are not unreasonable. Yangzizhou is the largest vegetable planting base in Qinglan, much larger than Zhaojiazhou's planting area, and the vegetable varieties are also very complete, unlike Zhaojiazhou, which is not as single as Zhaojiazhou, this boss has been harvesting Zhaojiazhou's radish and leeks all year round because of its quality. Once this boss began to fully cooperate with the vegetable farmers in Yangzizhou, the radishes and leeks in Zhaojiazhou could only rely entirely on retail and small wholesale, and they could not sell so many vegetables in the field at all, so they could only let the vegetables rot in the ground.

"I'll help you ask if the Zhoujia intersection is open, I have a colleague on duty over there. Qiao Yufei said while calling, and soon he shook his head and hung up the phone, "It's all noisy over there, and it is estimated that it won't be possible until the afternoon." ”

"Afternoon?!" Zhao Jianguo patted his thigh, "How can I wait for the afternoon." ”

"Help us figure out a way!" A man climbed down from the truck, pleading urgently as he crawled, "Don't you shout every day to be officials for the people? These truckloads of radishes are all the hard work of our vegetable farmers! It's our hard-earned money! It's our life!"

Hearing that it was Zhao Lagen's voice, Zhao Xiaohe secretly sweated for him.

Yesterday, I heard that Zhao Lagen was going to sell 10,000 catties of radish, if there were really 10,000 catties of radishes on the car, if today's radishes could not be sold, he would suffer the heaviest loss. He is a targeted poverty alleviation household in the village, this year planted 200,000 pits of radishes, only a small half of the front was sold, just to wait for the price to rise, finally boiled until the price increased, the couple was very happy, day and night to pull the radishes, counting on these radishes to get rid of poverty. If his family's radishes can't be sold today, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to sell them later, and this poverty alleviation will have to become unknown.

"Yes, yes, look at our hands, it's because we pull turnips at night when it's freezing cold, and we freeze like this. The villagers who climbed out of the truck with Zhao Lagen spread out their hands, and a pair of hands covered with duct tape were shocking.

Zhao Xiaohe is a child who grew up in Zhao Jiazhou, and he knows very well that there is a cracked hole under each piece of tape, and each cut represents the hardships of vegetable farmers.

"Usually the sales of radishes in the market are not so large, and today I ordered three cars in a row, and it is estimated that they will be sent to the epidemic area. Zhao Sanfu tried to discuss with Qiao Yufei, "Director Qiao, can you explain the situation to the town?"

"When they come back, we will definitely do a good job of disinfecting them! Zhao Xiaohe immediately added.

"Then I'll try. Qiao Yufei was obviously very sympathetic to the vegetable farmers, but after calling the leader, he sighed deeply and said a piece of news that made everyone desperate, "Houtian has closed the town." ”

"Then what about my radish?" Zhao Lagen suddenly shouted to the sky and grabbed the ground, "I have 10,000 catties of radish! My 20,000 or 30,000 yuan! Qian Ying didn't see it, so he just drifted away! You don't know how we pulled out these 10,000 catties of radish! My family was busy from day to night, and they couldn't take care of cooking, they ate bibimbap with boiling water and chili sauce, and they were not afraid of being hungry, tired, or cold, and pulled them out one by one! My sixty or seventy-year-old father and mother were so tired that they couldn't straighten their waists! Are we easy?"

"Uncle Lagen, don't get excited, let's think of a way!"

"What can you do!" Zhao Lagen shook off Zhao Xiaohe's hand with a look of hatred, "It's all your fault! If it weren't for you racking your brains to stop my family Yongbo and delaying me so much time, I might have caught up with the last train! In the end, you confiscated my 20,000 or 30,000 yuan! I see how you give me an explanation today!"

Zhao Wenming was a little speechless: "How can you blame us? Besides, even if there is no Yongbo matter, you may not be able to catch the last train." ”

"How do you know that I can't catch up? Are you wishing I couldn't sell my turnips? Are you so happy to see me scratching your heart and lungs? What kind of heart are you at ease?" Zhao Lagen, who was out of breath, immediately pounced on Zhao Wenming.

"Don't get excited! Civilization doesn't mean that. Zhao Heping and Zhao Jianguo hurriedly grabbed Zhao Lagen.

"That's what he meant!" Zhao Lagen howled again, "You can't see me well!"

"Alright, don't be ashamed! you're ......"

"Civilization! Forget it!" Zhao Xiaohe pushed Zhao Wenming to the side, and motioned to Zhao Jianguo and Zhao Heping to persuade Zhao Lagen.

However, Zhao Lagen, who was so distressed about the radish money, cried louder and louder, and simply squatted on the ground and beat his chest and howled, howling, and began to curse with all kinds of vicious words against the people who reported and prevented his son from returning to the village - he could only blame this one.

Zhao Sanfu stepped forward to persuade a few words, not wanting Zhao Lagen to ignore him completely, so he patronized and cried. Zhao Sanfu looked at Zhao Xiaohe helplessly.

"First inform the villagers who are still pulling radishes to stop first?" At this time, Zhao Xiaohe could only say this kind of thing.

Zhao Sanfu sighed and nodded.

They all understand the hard work of vegetable farmers, but they ...... At this time, they didn't know what else to do but sigh.

"I finally boiled until the price of radish rose, but I didn't expect it to be sent to the city! Why are we so unlucky?" Zhao Heping, who was crying with a sad face, also squatted on the side of the road and lamented.

"Let's drive back to the village first, and then we'll figure it out. Zhao Sanfu motioned to Zhao Jianguo and Zhao Heping to pull Zhao Lagen into the car.

"Wait a minute!" Qiao Yufei ran over. Meier Ruoxue: