The construction site of Xinghua Village is mainly located at the foot of Beishan Mountain. It was to cut off the small river that did not dry in winter and summer, and build a dam on the terrain to build a small pond to water the hundreds of acres of cultivated fields scattered in the col in the dry and rainless season. The construction site has been spread out for more than half a month and has gradually taken shape. All the people in the village who could work went into battle, even the women and the half-cubs.

At this time, the people on the construction site are resting. Without the noise of people turning their backs just now, the construction site is not deserted. People are giggling and laughing. This lively place is on the section of the drainage channel under the responsibility of the women's group under the embankment.

In the beginning, the fatigue of the construction site dragged people listlessly. When I took a break from work, there were people lying crookedly everywhere. Occasionally, a man laughed at a woman and said a few boring words, and the whole construction site seemed lifeless. Men can fall on all fours to rest, but women don't. They can only get together in a bunch of east and west, and talk about some short gossip about the east and west. Or if you have a long tongue to cause trouble, you will intentionally or unintentionally decorate some unpleasant incidents, causing a series of small contradictions and small bumps.

Xylophone is tired of such trivial matters, and it is difficult to explain and unclear. I thought it would be better to motivate the women in the workplace and engage in some recreational activities. There is no idle time to tear up gossip, and the fatigue caused by labor is eliminated. She knows that there are a few women who have good voices and can sing some new songs and old dramas. Especially Jin Lian and Xue'e, the tone they sang was particularly lingering and beautiful. So she encouraged them to take the lead in singing so that others could sing along.

At first, no matter how much she instigated them, the two of them just didn't sing. The two of them blushed with shame and buried their heads in the crotch of their legs, twisting them so badly. The xylophone had no choice, so he sang it first. Don't you know, her voice is loud, but when she sings, she is as straight as a cow, and she is always out of tune. It caused men, women and children to laugh and cry out that their stomachs hurt. The two of them didn't care when they saw that the xylophone was laughed at, so they had a desire to perform. Coupled with the xylophone vigorously agitating, the two of them squirmed and sang along. In this way, a few younger ones were brought to sing. The women's construction site became a little lively, attracting onlookers from the villagers. Slowly, some people recommended the men to sing the lyrics, and coaxed and pestered him to sing. When he was forced to be helpless, several men also sang. Therefore, when it comes to labor, people always look forward to work breaks. With hope, time flies and fatigue goes quickly. Zhenshu also brought his own Jinghu and accompanied the people who could sing old operas, making it look like a stage on the construction site.

Before Sour Xing and his party arrived at the construction site, there was a sound of Jinghu and the joke "Yi Yi Ya Ya" from a distance.

Director Du frowned and said, Lao He, what are you doing.

Sour Xing scolded these bastards in her heart. If you don't rest early or late, you have to work and rest at this juncture. is still making jokes, not dropping potions into his eyes. With a fine sweat on his forehead, he replied nervously, it was work break, and they had nothing to do, so they would have fun or something. Rest assured, I will definitely put a stop to this unhealthy trend. Work is like work, rest is like rest, and it will never be so messy again.

Director Du didn't reply, pushing his "national defense" brand broken bicycle that didn't ring all over except for the bell, and hurried to the construction site.

Sour apricot's heart is like fifteen buckets of water. He thought, this is the end, let himself say the sky, and he won't be a problem. Because of this, he secretly hated xylophones. This crazy woman, what's wrong with it, you have to do it here, you want to fall on my table. If you don't rectify it this time, you won't be able to go to the sky next time.

When I came to the construction site, I saw people gathered around the construction site and squatted around the dam body that was about to take shape, watching a pair of men and women singing old plays. From time to time, the crowd erupted in a burst of shouts of goodwill.

Sour Xing ran over first and shouted loudly, stop, stop, shout soul. The leader comes to inspect the work, and let's go to work quickly.

The crowd was stunned for a moment, and then they got up again to go to work.

Director Du hurriedly shouted, don't stop, don't stop, and continue singing. That's good.

Thinking that the people of the Commune were talking back, they hurried to find their tools and ran away. Immediately, the sound of pickaxes hitting stones was heard on the construction site.

Director Du asked Sour Xing, who led the way. Sour Xing hurriedly said that it was the women's leader xylophone. He shouted the xylophone again and again, telling her to hurry up.

Muqin rushed over in a panic, saying that this was all his own leader, and it had nothing to do with the village cadres or the members. If you want to deal with it, just deal with myself.

Director Du laughed and said, what to deal with, it's too late to promote this method. He asked again, you don't think you're a local, do you?

Sour Xing interjected, it was from Maosheng's family, and he returned from Nanjing, and he didn't know much about the rules here. Leaders are all to blame.

Director Du ignored the stubble of the sour apricot. He just asked the xylophone some things, such as how old he is, how many babies he has, what kind of culture he is, why did he think of taking the lead in this activity, what are the benefits, and so on.

In the face of Director Du's series of questions, half of them were answered by Muqin himself, and he immediately said that this matter was picked by himself, and there was no responsibility for the village cadres. How the commune dealt with it, he recognized it. Half of them were answered by the trailing woods. He also added some words of affirmation and praise for the xylophone's work.

In fact, Mao Lin didn't know the fright and despair in Sour Apricot's heart. He also thought that the leaders of the commune appreciated such activities, and specially asked the initiator xylophone to introduce his experience. Not to be left behind, he squeezed forward, said more good things, and showed himself more in front of the leaders of the Commune. So that they know that there is a credit to my Maolin here, and it is also to deepen the impression of the commune leaders on the production captain of Xinghua Village. If he understood the sour apricot's fear, he would have smeared oil on the soles of his feet and slipped into the crowd, and he wouldn't be called to find the ghost.

Sour Xing's heart was happy for a while, thinking, you stinky boy is too shrewd, and you ran to this troubled water. It's good, the top is investigated, we are two grasshoppers tied to a rope, we can't jump on me, we can't run away from you, let's die in a bunch.

A few people were talking, and someone shouted a xylophone on the canal construction site at their feet, saying that Zhong'er had woken up and wanted to feed. This shout not only caused another layer of fine sweat on the sour apricot's forehead, but even the xylophone looked panicked.

Xylophone explained in a hesitant way that the child was small and unattended, so he was brought to the construction site. However, there was no delay in labor.

Director Du asked softly, how old is it?

Xylophone replied honestly, seven months old.

Director Du was silent for a while. He pondered for a moment, then turned to the people with him and said, "Look, look." Let's see that we complain about busy work and high pressure, so let's compare. What else can I say about it? He also instructed a young man with glasses, "You are responsible for sorting out a typical material for the cultural and entertainment propaganda carried out on the construction site in this village, and report it directly to me." I think it's nice to have a live meeting here. The project can be seen and touched, and new things are also readily available, which is worth promoting.

As soon as she heard this, Sour Xing's heart almost jumped out, and the fright just now suddenly turned into infinite surprise. This momentary drop made him wonder if there was something wrong with his ears and he had heard it wrong. He stood dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

An accompanying leader pushed his shoulder and teased, Lao He, why are you confused again. Director Du wants to give you a typical on-site meeting for the village tree.

Sour apricot sobered up and knew that she had heard it right. In his nervousness, he didn't know how to speak, just grinning innocently. The two mouths almost hung on the two ears of the wind.

Director Du said to himself again, Lao Hu saw that Tian'er complained to me like a fart, saying that a basket of wood in Xinghua Village could not cut a wooden bar. The ready-made one is here, and I'm still anxious.

Sour apricot's heart flickered. But because the surprise just now came so suddenly, he didn't go deep into it, and he didn't have time to think deeply. He hurriedly ran back and forth to accompany Director Du and his entourage to carefully check the construction situation on the construction site, and took out a crumpled small notebook, and carefully noted down the leaders' adjustment opinions on several small places. After that, Sour Xing sent the commune leader Gong out of the construction site. It wasn't until he couldn't see the shadow anymore that he raised his arm and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, which he didn't know whether it was cold or hot.

He asked Zhenfu to call Zhenshu over.

Zhenshu ran over and asked, and the leader was gone.

Sour apricot should be on the road, walking. I whispered again, I had a dream at night, and I dreamed that I was squatting naked in a room, nibbling on the ** stick that would move. You can explain it, is this dream good, or is it bad.

Zhenshu replied, okay, it's a good dream. In the dream, it is said that a man's naked life is good, and it is said that being naked is auspicious, which is a good dream. It's just that the ** stick will be active, and you will have to eat, and you may have a scare. Nor can it be fully believed. A good dream is always a good dream, and it's nothing if it's a little bit worse.

Sour apricot casually said, yes, yes, I'm just asking. So he sent him to continue his work. But he thought in his heart, this dream is really accurate. I wasn't almost scared to death, but I almost died of joy.