Xinghua Village suffered this catastrophe, to be precise, Mao Xiang suffered this catastrophe, which was completely unexpected by the people of Xinghua Village. Not only was the leadership team of Xinghua Village headed by Muqin stunned, but all the villagers were also shocked, not to mention the two Mao Xiang, who were already panicking like lost dogs.

On the morning of the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, it was one or two hours after the xylophone left. Mao Xiangye and the two stood in front of the office of Shizichang, and watched a few people hanging strings of extended firecrackers in the empty space in front of the house. The entire stone field was white and dazzling, and it was all the result of white stone powder makeup.

Mao Xiang stood in the field, and the scene of standing alone in the mountains and snowfields under the heavy snow always appeared in his mind when he went to the Northeast to make a living. The surroundings were silvery white, dazzlingly white, so white that they melted into nothingness. Lost the body, lost the emotion, lost the soul, and only the boundless white silver remained. The only difference is that today's Mao Xiang has not dissolved into this silvery hue. His body was still there, and his burly arms and ruddy face trembled with a thick scumbag of conceit and pride. His emotions are still there, and the invisible rope that holds money and family ties is still tightly held in the palm of his hand, never loosened at all, and never wanted to let go. His soul is still there, the rope that firmly binds money and family affection is his soul, and it is the foundation of his survival and struggle.

Dozens of whips were lined up in two rows, on both sides of the wide mountain road in front of the house, where trucks and pedestrians shuttled endlessly. The red firecracker paper, against the background of the white stone powder face around it, looks more and more bright red and eye-catching. Just like strings of spicy dried peppers, or strings of red silk ribbons hanging straight down, quietly waiting for their own explosion and flying in this still cold winter day.

Mao Xiang intends to hold a warm celebration ceremony on the first anniversary of the opening of the stone field, as a demonstration to the people of Xinghua Village who have insulted and abandoned him. Before that, he revealed his thoughts to Full Moon and Apricot Boy, hoping that the two of them would think of more fresh tricks for him, so as to make the celebration scene bigger and more lively. His idea was immediately opposed by Full Moon and Apricot Boy.

Xingzi said that our stone field is too eye-catching, and some people have suffered without any benefits. The more this time, the more we have to clamp our tails and be people. Think more about giving some benefits to the villagers, and less ostentatious, so that the field can be opened for a longer time.

Full Moon also agrees with Apricot Boy's words. For several years, the Full Moon has had great joys and sorrows. From the happy combination with Mao Xiang, to Mao Xiang's frustrated wandering, and then to Mao Xiang's comeback, the full moon has also experienced the happiness of forgetfulness, the snub of compromise, and the comfort of being wealthy. All kinds of ups and downs of joy and sorrow made the full moon realize a truth of life. That is, no matter how far a person has reached, he must not go too far out of line. Be proud, and be restrained. Be patient with your frustrations. This is the most important trick to live the sun and the moon, and I dare not forget it at any time.

Because of the opposition of the full moon and the apricot boy, Mao Xiang, who originally wanted to make an unprecedented ceremony that was difficult to emulate, had to simplify the celebration method that he had been thinking about for a long time. In the end, there were only two things left: setting off firecrackers and rewarding employees.

It was easy to get close to eleven o'clock in the afternoon, and the bright red firecrackers had been hanging in the white stone powder for a long time, and the mouth-watering smell of meat had wafted out of the room. Mao Xiang tore his throat vigorously and shouted loudly, "Whip it." With his shout, dozens of large whips were ignited one after another, and there was a deafening explosion immediately. The anniversary celebration ceremony of Maoxiang Stone Field has officially opened.

At the moment when the whip roared and the colored paper flew sideways, a jeep unexpectedly drove into the gate of the stone field and stopped in front of the field office. Mao Xiang also thought that it was a customer who came to negotiate business and happened to catch up with his own celebration ceremony. He immediately greeted him. Unbeknownst to him, four or five unfamiliar faces got out of the car.

These people tensed their faces and shouted one after another, who is the leader here? Hurry up, I have something to ask.

Mao Xiang felt a hint of bad omen in his heart. He replied shrewdly, the head of the place is not here, and he is far away. Is there anything you have to do with him?

Someone asked again, who is in charge of the affairs for the time being?

The more Mao Xiang looked at it, the more wrong it became, so he still coaxed him, and the temporary manager also went out and went out to visit his relatives outside the mountain. If you have anything, just tell me. When the leader returns, we'll give you a message.

One of them took out a piece of paper with a red official seal from his black leather bag, and said to Mao Xiang, someone reported that this stone field did not have approval procedures, and it was illegal to occupy state land and illegally exploit national minerals, and it was banned and sealed in accordance with the law. From now on, all machines will be stopped, and no one will be allowed to lift a finger of ore. Hurry out of the mountain, find the leader here, and be investigated and dealt with by the public. With that, he and his entourage began to cut off the power gates, put seals on the machinery and equipment, and sealed the drawers and cabinets in the office.

Mao Xiang's eyes were green. However, he still didn't dare to admit that he was the owner of the field. Before he figured out the origin and intentions of this group of people, he didn't dare to go forward to inquire, so he could only watch the people running around and sticking here and there.

After working for most of the day, after all the places that should be sealed and pasted were glued with white slips of paper, the person who showed the official document said that no one should touch any place where there was a seal. Whoever moves, he has broken the law, and he will be handcuffed and jailed. I told you to go to the county land management bureau tomorrow to be investigated and dealt with. If you don't do it, you will bear all the consequences. Don't blame us for not making it clear.

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