Chapter 7: The Mighty Mountain Wind (7) (8)
Mao Lin, who had made up his mind, no longer hesitated, nor did he expect the faint officials in the town government to administer justice for him. He once again encouraged the people who followed him, saying, we have already taken this road, and there is no possibility of turning back and going down the road. What happened to me today is your example tomorrow. If you want to die and beg to live in vain, you don't go to petition, and you will wait for someone to clean it up at home. If you still want to live like a human being, come with me. If we don't spit out this evil breath, we will be human beings in vain.
Under his instigation and persuasion, a small team of more than 30 people was formed. Although they don't have the same loud momentum as at the beginning, they are all hard-hearted masters, with more alignment, more momentum, and more momentum.
This time, Maolin has more eyes and knowledge. He no longer ran to the town stupidly and told the town leaders to fool around. He took dozens of people and went straight to the county seat by car, and went to the county government to petition the county magistrate. He also added two more to the original "Ten Crimes" to make the "Twelve Crimes". That is, the village cadres instructed their subordinates to retaliate frantically against the masses who normally reported problems to their superiors. In addition, the town leaders shielded and protected the problematic village cadres, ignored the feedback of the masses, and connived at the village cadres to continue to violate the law and discipline.
In Xinghua Village, a new round of petitions has been surging. With an unstoppable sense of grief and indignation, it marched towards new dimensions and fields.
Maolin, who was forced to be helpless, once again led people to embark on the road of petitioning, becoming the first leader of the county to petition in groups since the reform and opening up, and opened a precedent for the county's peasant masses to petition collectively.
They came to the county seat and went straight to the county party committee compound. Under the gate of the flower building, he was intercepted by the doorman.
At that time, the county party committee and the county government worked together in the same courtyard. When I touched the county party committee, I found the county government and the main person in charge. Maolin felt that as long as they found the Great Yamen, they would find a place to reason. After all, mass petitioning is a major event. In particular, this group of peasants who are so clothed that they are scumbags are even more eye-catching. Of course, the doorman did not dare to be negligent. They immediately blocked the way, and sharply interrogated the ins and outs of this group of people who looked like Huazi to the county government.
Mao Lin also thought that the few milky cubs standing in front of him were the officials he was looking for. He spoke to some of the people who were blocking the way.
The doorman didn't listen and said, "What the hell are you doing?" If you want to find any department, just say it, and I'll contact you.
Mao Lin was dumbfounded. He didn't know which department he should go to to report the situation, but he just shouted to find the county leader.
The doorman pouted and said, there are more county leaders. There are county leaders in this compound, can you still see them one by one?
Mao Lin was in a hurry and said wisely, we just wanted to find the county magistrate Du to report the situation.
The doorman did not dare to slack off and immediately hung up the phone at the county government office. The head said that the county magistrate Du had a meeting. The guards did not dare to take matters into their own hands, so they told them to wait honestly outside the gate, and they were not allowed to talk nonsense.
More than thirty people were also obedient, and they really squatted outside the gate honestly, waiting for the arrival of County Magistrate Du. Who knows, this wait, an afternoon has passed. Until the people in the compound got off work and walked out, they still didn't see the shadow of County Magistrate Du. When everyone was gone, the people brought by Maolin were also tired, and they began to complain.
The doorman heard this, and walked over for a long time. Like Lao Tzu teaching cubs, he scolded him all the time, saying what kind of place is this, and you are talking nonsense. [End of Chapter]