Chapter 7: The Mighty Mountain Breeze (9) (6)
Under Mao Xiang's stubborn grinding, the poor petition cadres spoke in such a rough and meticulous manner for most of the day. He said that his mouth was dry and his mouth was foaming at the mouth, and he didn't even eat lunch. Mao Xiang remained unmoved. He sat steadily, listening to his nagging.
It wasn't until the sky gradually got dark, and Mao Xiang saw that the town leader never showed up, so he was convinced that the leader was really not at home. He patted his ass and stood up and said, Please contact the leader tonight and say that the problem I reported is accurate and real. I'll vouch for my own head. If the leader doesn't implement it as soon as possible, I will have to report it to my superiors.
Shigeru's words worked. Frightened, the petition cadres patted their chests and packed the tickets, rest assured, rest assured. I'll get in touch with the leader as soon as possible, and I won't make a mistake. To put it mildly, they finally sent these ancestors out of the town government compound.
As soon as Mao Xiang and the others left, the petition cadres hurriedly ran into the house and hung up the phone again to Yang Xiande, who was holding a meeting in the county seat. He reported in detail another mass collective petition incident in Xinghua Village, and Yang Xiande stared at him for a long time without saying a word.
Yang Xiande would never have expected that a small Xinghua Village would seem to have fallen into some evil spirit. Just settled down Song Maolin, who didn't know the height of the sky, and there was another Song Maoxiang. Song Maoxiang is a person, Yang Xiande has never heard of it, don't say it. He instructed the petition cadres to stabilize Mao Xiang and never lead him to the county seat. He said, "I won't be back until a few days." I asked the people in the work area to go to Xinghua Village to investigate first and see if the problems reported by the masses were true. If it's true, just wait for him to come back and deal with it. At the end, Yang Xiande said, I see, someone is messing around again. What the hell is the xylophone doing, it can't be that she secretly pokes the drums.
The petition cadres did not dare to follow Yang Xiande's words and speculate wildly. He reluctantly put down the phone and immediately went to find the cadres of the work area where Xinghua Village was located.
The next day, several cadres in the work area came to Xinghua Village in a hurry. They also learned from Yang Xiande's method, and instead of directly looking for village cadres, they directly knocked on doors and visited houses to learn about the situation from the masses. The villagers were confused and didn't understand what was going on. Hearing the cadres in the work area asking Maolin about some things, I thought that the last time there was no end to the trouble. They talk nonsense according to their own positions and opinions. The people who stood on the side of the xylophone said how bad Maolin was, how unreasonable he was. The people who stood on Maolin's side were wronged for Maolin. Most people kept silent and didn't say anything. This whole time was churning, and it was not until the day was crooked, and it was temporarily over.
At this time, people realized that this time it was not Maolin who provoked trouble, but Maoxiang, who had just returned to the village, took the lead in causing trouble. The villagers couldn't guess why Mao Xiang wanted to add chaos to the chaos. Some people pulled this matter on the xylophone, thinking that the xylophone instructed the little uncle to clean up the forest. Such speculation cannot be believed. It seems that the xylophone pretended to take revenge on Maolin under the pretense of Mao Xiang's hand, and it was a matter of course.
In the end, the cadres of the work area found the xylophone who was recuperating at home. They told Mao Xiang about his petition in detail, and also told Muqin about the visit for most of the day. The meaning is very clear, even the problems reflected by Mao Xiang seem to be impossible to verify. I want to hear the xylophone's opinion and ask for her opinion. [End of Chapter]