Workers rushed to the construction site one after another.

Li Mingtang took a few people to the vegetable greenhouse to plant vegetables; Zeng Xiangyuan took a few people to plant straw mushrooms, and Kuang Deshou still took people up the mountain to cut down miscellaneous wooden sticks or technical stems with a diameter of 6~10 centimeters, and sawed them into wooden sticks 50~60 centimeters long to cultivate fungi.

Kuang Dejun called Du Gusheng: "Du Zhishu, did anyone come to repair those holes today?"

In the middle of the sound, Du Gusheng's hoarse voice came: "Xiao Kuang, I have already arranged for someone to go over." He paused and said, "Xiao Kuang, I ask you for one thing, is it okay?"

Kuang Dejun said, "What's the matter?"

"Last night, it was Chunhua's two bastards who did something wrong, can you let them go, if the police station personnel ask for your opinion, can you look at the same people in the village and not hold them responsible?" Du Gusheng followed him to the police station last night, and learned from the side that Xie Chunhua and the others damaged property, cut barbed wire, entered the park and stole and so on, and were detained for 15 days at most and fined; however, their act of poisoning steamed buns and steamed buns has constituted the crime of poisoning, and if the situation is true, they will be sentenced to at least three to five years.

Ten days and half a month, maybe it's okay, but if he reaches the sentence of three or five years, the two will definitely confess to him, because everything was instructed by him.

Kuang Dejun knew all these things, and he replied coldly: "What rights do I have, I am a farmer, how can the police station ask for my opinion on how to deal with it." Poisoning my farm for no reason, in exchange for your Du Zhishu, I'm afraid you don't have such good energy. ”

Kuang Dejun asked Li Jian to use his mobile phone to turn on the recording function.

"Can you ask the two of them to apologize to you, and give you a little more money?" Du Gusheng's tone of voice began to smell of gunpowder.

"Du Zhishu, how much do you think is appropriate?"

"Five thousand, no, ten thousand, okay?"

Kuang Dejun sneered and said: "I don't seem to be the one who is less than your 18,000 yuan, the key is not a matter of money." ”

Du Gusheng held back his temper and said, "What do you want?"

Kuang Dejun's face was cold, and he responded: "It's not a question of what I think, it's a question of what you Du Zhishu think." ”

Seeing him say this, Du Gusheng finally couldn't help but tear his face open, and said fiercely: "No one in Qianqian Village for decades can overthrow me, fight with me, there will be a day when you regret it." ”

Kuang Dejun asked rhetorically: "You are the king of Hades, but I am not a little ghost, what can you do with me if I earn money in a dignified manner." ”

Du Gusheng said coldly: "Young man, you are still very tender. Qianqian Village Kuang, Xie, Du, and Sun, why is the power of the village committee always in the hands of my people surnamed Du, and you people with the surname Kuang have been fighting for decades and have not been able to get their hands on it. ”

Kuang Dejun asked curiously: "Why is this, is it that people with the surname Du are smarter than people with the surname Kuang, no, I think people with the surname Du are sometimes stupid." ”

Du Gusheng said in a tone of lesson: "Young man, have you heard this sentence: there are people in the court who are good officials. Are there any people with your surname Kuang in the stall of the county party committee? No. Mo said that the county party committee does not even have a township party committee, and there is not even a relative surnamed Kuang. If you want to compete with me for the leadership of the village committee, do you think it's possible?"

Kuang Dejun said with justice: "I believe in the fair law enforcement of the Township Commission for Discipline Inspection, and you Lao Du, a small village party secretary, will always be punished for corrupting and bending the law." No, you have already been punished, you are no longer the village party secretary, what else do you have to worry about?"

"I'm just temporarily suspended, just a few days, and in three days there will be elections, and you see who it will be. My cousin of the county party committee has clearly told me that this is just a formality and blocking the mouths of the villagers. You think you can really masturbate me. Du Gusheng asked arrogantly.

Kuang Dejun said honestly: "I'm just an ordinary person, and whoever is the boss in Qianqian Village cares about my bird affairs, as long as it doesn't infringe on my interests." ”

Du Gusheng sighed: "The young man really doesn't understand the world, and other villagers want to slap me, but they don't give him a chance." Seeing that you are clever, I have tried to win you over several times, but I didn't expect that you still don't know how to lift. ”

Kuang Dejun laughed when he heard this: "Old Du, old Du, your good time when you were flying and domineering in Qianqian Village should be gone forever." ”

He doesn't want to talk nonsense with him, I still have a lot of work to do. It's really incomparable to your idle village party secretary.

He turned around and told Kuang Defu: "The barbed wire fence on the ridge behind was cut by Xie Chunhua and Du Gurong with a few big holes, and before Du Gusheng sent someone to replace it, he used a few pieces of movable barbed wire to tie it up." ”

Passing by the village committee building, I saw a notice posted on the bulletin board: The election of the leader of the village committee of Qianjin Village will be held on October 28, and I hope that all the villagers will come to vote!

Unexpectedly, in Qiu Dongliang's navel orange field, he met four uncles and two fathers, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

"Sun Shaochun's son, after graduating from junior high school, his father didn't give him a study, saying that he would let me go to an apprenticeship. Kuang Dedong explained to his cousin.

When Kuang Dejun was working in Gangdong, he rented a house with Sun Shaochun and his wife in a building. Thin and small, in good spirits, every day about the countrymen to play cards and gamble money, all year round do not enter the factory, do not enter the construction site, are all in the card table to mess around.

Sun Shaochun's wife works as a lathe worker in a garment factory, with a monthly salary of more than 1,000 yuan. The son was left in his hometown to bring to his parents, and I heard that there was not a penny sent home all year round.

"What about your parents?" Kuang Dejun asked the young man. The young man's name is Sun Penghui, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at people's eyes.

"My dad is in the village, and he looks for someone to play cards every day after eating, and my mom works in a garment factory in the county town of Haolin Industrial Park. Sun Penghui said in a low voice.

In the vicinity, many factories have sprung up in the Haolin Industrial Park in Yuedu County, and many locals in the Gangdong factory are looking for something to do in the industrial park nearby. Although the salary is less, it is close to home and can take care of the old and young at home.

"Fourth uncle, are you sending Dedong?" Kuang Dejun asked Kuang Xiulin, who was sitting in the driver's seat.

"Send him into the county seat by the way, and I'll go back to the forest farm today. Jun, Dedong, you have to worry about it a little more. Kuang Xiulin said politely.

"Your own people, don't be so polite. ”

Qiu Dongliang under the navel orange tree saw Kuang Dejun and waved excitedly to let him stop.

A few minutes later, Qiu Dongliang picked two plastic bags of navel orange fruits and ran down in a hurry. He handed one of the bags to Kuang Xiulin, and the other to Kuang Dejun.

"Brother Dejun, you taste this fruit, it is sprayed with spiritual spring water, the juice is particularly fresh and sweet, and there is an attractive grass fragrance. I think this fruit can be sold for a lot of money, can you taste it, what do you think?" Qiu Dongliang's face was flushed.

"Okay, I'll try it again when I'm free. Now we have something to go to the county seat, and we will talk about it when we come back. Kuang Dejun looked at the excitement on his face, and knew that the taste of navel oranges must have been greatly improved compared to before.