There are two reasons why the Xinying police station is not short of water, one is that the police station and the township government office building next door are newly built, and the problem of water storage is taken into account when building infrastructure, not only several large water cellars have been built in the courtyard and outside the courtyard, but also the ground is all cement, and the water collection measures are very good, and the ground must be cleaned when it rains, and the rainwater can flow into the cellar.

The second is that God seems to favor a few villages in Xinying Township!

Yesterday afternoon, there was a little light rain in Instructor Hangzhou's "hometown", and the rain was quite heavy in Xinying, and it rained for nearly 40 minutes. I remember passing a mountain beam when I came, the road on the west side was very dry, but the road on the east side was wet, not down there, down here, God is so willful.

Because there is no shortage of water, Han Chaoyang, who didn't know the situation last night and didn't dare to waste even a little water, was ready to wash his hair very luxuriously in the morning. I thought I was going to boil water in an electric teapot, but I didn't expect Lao Chang, who was cooking breakfast in the kitchen, to take out a teapot and fill it with water and put it on a sun stove in the yard.

"Sheriff Chang, this is boiling water, I didn't pay attention to it yesterday, I thought it was a satellite receiver!"

"Hahaha, it looks a bit like that. Lao Chang straightened the kettle, looked back and smiled: "It's not just you who haven't seen this thing, a few cadres from the city have never seen it before, and they think it's a satellite receiver." ”

A "large round pot" with small mirrors studded like a mosaic on it, if you don't get closer, it really looks like a satellite TV receiver at first glance.

Han Chaoyang smiled self-deprecatingly, and asked curiously: "Sergeant Chang, the sun has just come out, can it boil like this?"

"You can boil, but it's definitely not as fast as noon, but you don't drink it, you just need to heat it when you wash your hair. ”

Thinking that there was a water dispenser in the duty room, and all the people in the room drank were bottled water, Han Chaoyang asked, "Is the water in the cellar undrinkable?"

"It's not that you can't drink it, it's mainly that the water quality is hard. Now that the conditions are good, I can drink pure water, but I didn't have the same water in the cellar before. ”

"Chang, what do you eat in the morning?" He Suo walked over with a smile as he spoke.

"Let Xiao Han taste our specialties here, slurry water, he must not have eaten it!"

"Okay, hurry up, I'm going to go to the township government to hold an anti-drug work conference later, and then I'm going to be busy, and I have to organize the cadres of all villages to search the mountains and investigate." ”

They spoke all in the local dialect, and Han Chaoyang didn't understand a word.

He Suo seemed to realize that he didn't understand the language here, and said with a smile in Mandarin: "Xiao Han, I'm sorry, I don't usually speak Mandarin, you are not used to coming to us, and we are not used to speaking Mandarin all of a sudden." ”

"Well, it doesn't matter. ”

"My Mandarin is not very standard, and when I speak, it becomes Longdao Mandarin, can you understand what I say. ”

Although he could only understand half of it, and the other half basically relied on guessing, Han Chaoyang still smiled: "Yes." ”

"It's good to understand. He Pingyuan glanced back at the instructor who was calling at the door, and then turned around and pointed to the kitchen, "Just now I asked Lao Chang what he ate in the morning, and he said that he wanted you to taste our specialties here, slurry water, you probably haven't eaten it, and you may not have heard of it." ”

"I haven't eaten it. ”

"I know you haven't eaten it, the slurry water surface is to blanch the cabbage and celery in boiling water, put them in a clay pot with water and noodles, cover and seal, similar to the pickles of Xichuan people. When you use it, you mix the water in the clay pot with minced ginger, chopped green onions, and spicy peppers to make a slurry, and when you eat it, pour the water on the 'pulled noodles', which is also a feature. ”

"Sounds delicious, he, I mainly eat pasta here. ”

"Well, we mainly eat pasta here, and sometimes we eat some grains. Grits rice, I guess you haven't heard of it, we have little rain here, we can't grow rice, but it is suitable for millet growth. Not this year, this year is too dry, in previous years, in autumn, some places are full of mountains and valleys, heavy, golden. After harvesting, the millet is milled to remove the bran and become yellow rice, when making grits rice, first wash the yellow rice clean, pour it into the boiling water pot, and when the rice is cooked to rot, it is generally seven or eight mature, the grits are into the noodles, stirred and fused, and can be eaten when stewed, especially delicious. ”

"What, if you want to talk about characteristics, the slurry water surface is not counted, and the grits are not counted. Instructor Hang came over after the call.

"Lao Hang, then what do you say is special?" He asked with a smile.

"We live a good life here, we eat sheep in the morning, fish at noon, eggs at night, and all we eat all day and night are foreign (sheep) taro (fish) eggs!" Instructor Hang was worried that Han Chaoyang would not understand, and spoke very standard Mandarin, so he turned back and said: "So, the artichoke is our characteristic here." ”

"Potato?" Han Chaoyang asked subconsciously.

"It's potatoes, what I just said is a joke that outsiders make fun of us here, our natural conditions here are bad, other crops can't be grown, and the harvest is not good. Artichoke is drought tolerant, so you can only grow and eat artichoke, and artichoke is the staple food in some places. ”

Instructor Hang sighed lightly and continued: "Now the conditions are much better than before, when I first joined the work, I went to other places to handle cases, and a colleague from other places asked me, do you people there only eat two meals a day? I am not afraid of your jokes, at that time, many remote rural areas really only ate two meals a day. My old mother, you saw it yesterday, and she still only eats two meals a day, and she has developed a habit. ”

"Make a habit?" Han Chaoyang thought it was incredible.

"Not surprising. He Suo took over the conversation and explained with a wry smile: "In the past, it was not like now, even if the harvest in the field was lost, you could still go out to work, as long as you were willing to work more or less to make some money, at least it was no problem to have food and clothing." At that time, it was really dependent on the sky to eat, the man had to go to the field to do physical work, and he couldn't bear it without eating, and the woman got up in the morning to cook and let her husband eat and go to work, she didn't eat breakfast, and the rest was warmed up to eat at noon, and then ate another meal at night, so those who didn't work at home generally only ate two meals. ”

"He, instructor, in fact, I am not from the city, my hometown is also in the mountains, but the natural conditions in my hometown are not as bad as here, although there are more dry land, but not as dry here. ”

"You're not from the city?" Instructor Hang thought it was strange.

"No, I was born and raised in the countryside, but my family lost land. My dad was a civil affairs officer in the town, and my mom was a middle school teacher. ”

"I grew up in the countryside, how did I learn to play the violin, learn to play the piano, and be admitted to the Donghai Conservatory of Music?"

He obviously searched the Internet for "the most handsome policeman in Yanyang", and if he became popular on the Internet, he had no privacy at all, Han Chaoyang smiled embarrassedly: "When I was six years old, I moved with my parents from my hometown to live in the middle school teacher's dormitory in our town.

He didn't go to a conservatory, but his father did, and his grandfather went to France to study when he was young, and they all knew music, and they played it at a very high level. His sister later settled in England, and once returned to China to visit relatives and asked him what he wanted, but he didn't ask for money, nor did he ask for color TVs, refrigerators, washing machines and other electrical appliances, so he asked his sister for a violin. ”

"Educated youth?"

"Yes, it's an educated youth, and the relationship with my family is very good. My mother asked me to learn to play the violin with him, and I learned it for more than ten years. His son and daughter were not interested in music in particular, so he pinned his hopes on me, hoping that I would be admitted to the conservatory. Unfortunately, when I was a sophomore in high school, he passed away from esophageal cancer, and I was not able to see me admitted to the Tokai Conservatory of Music, which he had always wanted to go to when he was young. ”

"Turns out you have a story too. ”

"If you want to tell stories, you two have more stories than I do. ”

"That's true, we can't talk about what we went through for three days and three nights. Oh, the meal is ready, let's go, let's go to dinner together, try the old craft, he hasn't made slurry for a long time, and I don't know if the craft has regressed. ”

……

The very characteristic slurry water surface is really not delicious for Han Chaoyang.

However, the leaders and the police in the institute ate with relish, so he could only eat hard, and ate a bowl of it.

After breakfast, he went upstairs to change into a duty uniform, wearing the individual police equipment brought by Qi from the original unit, and when he returned downstairs, Jiang Li was moving the photographic equipment to the police car, and he felt a little funny when he saw him fully armed, but he took the words back to his mouth, smiled slightly, signaled to get into the car, and didn't say anything else.

He wasn't joking last night, Lijiayao was really far away.

Last night, I said that it would take about half an hour to drive, but I don't know if it was due to the fact that it was slower to drive for safety, and it took 55 minutes to get to Lijiayao.

The road did not lead to the village, so police cars had to be parked on a flat area on the mountainside.

The two carried the equipment used to apply for the second-generation ID card, went downhill from the steep path, along the uneven houses, first found a village cadre's house, and then continued to walk down with the village cadres, and finally came to a small courtyard in the fourth group of Lijiayao, said hello to the villagers, hung the background cloth on the earthen wall, set up the camera, turned on the laptop, connected the power supply, and began to work.

The so-called starting work is not to take pictures and collect fingerprints, but to do the ideological work of the masses first!

Most of the people who have not applied for second-generation ID cards so far are elderly, and although they can't understand what they are talking to the village cadres and Jiang Li, they can guess that they are unwilling to do it.

At such an age, it is impossible to go out to work, and you can't use it.

More importantly, you have to pay money for the second-generation ID card, 20 yuan is not much for others, it may just be a box of cigarettes, for their net income over the years does not exceed 1,500 yuan, and this year there is even no income and will lose money for the elderly, of course they don't spend.

The work is difficult to do, and after talking for a long time, only two old people reluctantly sat down to take pictures, and reluctantly pressed their handprints on the paper.

People couldn't understand what they said, Han Chaoyang didn't know what he could do to help, and was curiously looking at the villagers who poured into the courtyard to watch the excitement, Jiang Li suddenly stood up and stared at the door thoughtfully.