The worries of Sour Apricot and Maolin are not superfluous.

Mao Lin rushed to the commune in a puff of smoke, that is, at eight or nine o'clock in the morning. After Secretary Yang Xiande listened to Mao Lin's report slowly, a subtle light flashed in the corner of his eye.

Yang Xiande poured a glass of water for Mao Lin himself, and added a small pinch of tea leaves. He said, don't worry, don't worry, let's be more detailed.

Maolin started with the cow's illness, how the team sent people to treat and care for it. Finally, how did the cow die? He told it from beginning to end as if he were telling a story. Mao Lin also pretended to be clever, and took it for granted that he added some scenes and details that he made up nonsense on the spot. Yang Xiande listened carefully and remembered carefully. He also deliberately mentioned a few irrelevant and painless details for Mao Lin to explain in detail. And so on, more than an hour passed.

Yang Xiande made a slow phone call and informed the head of the veterinary station and asked him to arrange for a staff member to go for an examination.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Cui Cui, the head of the veterinary station, hurriedly came in person with a dirty black artificial leather bag. He said that the comrades in the station were very enthusiastic and took the initiative to ask to go. But considering that Xinghua Village is a long way to go, it is too hard to go back and forth, so let's run it myself.

Yang Xiande praised that Lao Cui would be the leader and take the lead in his work, how could he not make achievements. He also said, you are at this age, and you still have to make this hard trip. I'll go with you, and I'll have a companion when I return. As he spoke, he also found a new shiny black leatherette bag, stuffed the teapot and notebook into it, and stepped out of the commune gate first.

It didn't take until noon before they came to Xinghua Village. At this time, most of the people in the village gathered in the west courtyard, looking forward to their arrival.

When she saw the figure of Yang Xiande from afar, she hurriedly greeted her, greeted her eagerly, and said hard work. When he arrived in the yard, he pointed to the cow that had been disemboweled and skinned on the ground, and said with a smile, I wanted to wait for the leader to come to inspect it before peeling it, but I was afraid that it would be rancid, so I didn't have time to ask for instructions, so I did it first.

Yang Xiande said with a stiff face, Lao He, I didn't say you, this is obviously against the system, and you are going to make mistakes. Even though you're a little older than me, I'm going to criticize you a lot.

The sour apricot smiled "hehe", and responded in a row, yes, yes, yes, I review, I review.

Lao Cui stepped forward, pulled his ears and eyes, and looked at the cause of the cow's death. After a while, he said that he died of illness, not accidental casualties.

This sentence caused a sensation in the crowd. People looked at Lao Cui respectfully, and thanked this chubby old man from the bottom of their hearts, thinking that he was so kind and lovely. If the phrase "accidental death" suddenly came out of his mouth, no one would want to eat beef and drink beef soup.

Sour apricot grinned widely, praising Lao Cui's medical essence vigorously. He said that no matter what kind of illness the livestock had, as long as Lao Cui arrived, he could see it clearly. This is recognized by the whole commune.

Then, he told Xi Gui, who was in charge of the knife, to quickly cut off a few pieces of meat and unload the goods, first record them in the accounts of the brigade, and then send them to his home to entertain the leaders of the commune. Let Maolin and Zhenfu divide the meat according to the heads of each household. He also did not forget to tell the villagers around him that eating meat is eating meat, and production should not be delayed. After a while, the leaders of the commune will go to the fields to inspect the work.

After speaking, Sour Xing warmly humbly let Yang Xiande and Lao Cui lead them to their own homes.

Yang Xiande pushed and said, we can't eat this meat, let's leave it to the members of the club to eat. Lao He, let's just come to your house for a light meal. As he spoke, he went to his house with the sour apricot.

The sour apricot woman was also crowded in the crowd waiting for the meat to be shared, and when she saw the sour apricot take the commune leader to her home, she was a little anxious. I can't come up with any good things at home to entertain the leaders.

Xigui had already cut a few pieces of meat in advance, and cut off a few pieces of liver, lungs, and intestines, and put them all into the basket for sour jujube steak and beef grass. He shouted around, auntie, auntie, you go back to entertain the leader first, and I'll send your meat back.

The sour apricot woman handed the basket she brought to Xi Gui, and squeezed out of the crowd with the basket of sour dates. She walked home with a sad face and ran into a xylophone. She was holding Zhong'er, standing at the door of her house to watch the excitement.

Xylophone greeted first, auntie, it's been divided so quickly.

The sour apricot woman replied, "Where, the people from the commune came to inspect the cattle and asked your uncle to go to the family to eat dinner." I'm worried about what to treat, where can I just eat this beef?

Xylophone continued, don't worry, I still have some eggs and rice noodles left during my confinement. Now that I'm out of confinement, I don't need it. I'll send you to your house in a moment.

- Where's that? If you don't eat, don't you still have babies.

- The child has more mouthfuls and less mouthfuls, and he still grows crazy when he sees the wind. The leaders of the Commune don't come every day. If you serve well, it will be good for our village, and every family will follow suit.

- You are a person who understands the general situation, and you have a long-term view than us. Okay, you can send it, and give emergency first. When I save it, I will pay you back immediately.

The sour apricot woman's steps suddenly became brisk. She and Sour Xing and her party rushed into the house with their front feet and back feet.