Twelve, the beginning of the East Mountain 2
"These trees have been growing for decades, and many of them are ready to be cut down in a planned way. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Pan Zhenye made an introduction in a timely manner.
"Are these mountain farms from your village?" With such a large mountain, the mountain farm in the village should only be close to the part of the village.
"The one we're looking at so far is from another village. Further on is the state-owned Dongshan Forest Farm. However, the greenery is almost the same, and the forests are very dense. This time, Pan Zhenlin answered instead of Pan Zhenye.
"Time is limited today, so let's see it here, right? If Secretary Lin is interested, let Stationmaster Pan lead you around for a good time. This mountain is very big, it will not be finished at all for a while and a half, and when the time comes, it will blow the mountain breeze and taste the mountain spring, and there will be a special taste. Seeing that the time was not too early, Pan Zhenye invited Lin Yuan to go down the mountain.
"Secretary Lin, you came here today, in the morning, the villagers lived in a pheasant in the mountain, just now I called them to stew, it is estimated that we will stew it when we go down, and then with the wild pine mushrooms on the mountain, the taste is definitely not ordinary. We're going to have one more bowl of each of us at noon today. The village chief on the side duly began to seduce everyone's appetite.
Growing so big, Lin Yuan really hasn't eaten pheasants, and when he heard that he could eat wild pheasants today, Lin Yuan was very excited, and his greed was immediately hooked out.
Pheasant is also known as pheasant, pheasant, Lin Yuan has only seen people breeding, feel that it is a very beautiful bird, has not understood why it is called "chicken"? How can it have any resemblance to domestic "chickens"? Lin Yuan pondered this question while thinking about what it would taste like? I feel a noticeable increase in saliva in my mouth.
The taste of wild pine mushrooms stewed with wild pheasant is really extraordinary. Tasting this pure game, Lin Yuan couldn't help but be proud, and the wine suddenly increased. Coupled with the joy of mountaineering in the morning, the depression of not being able to go home to reunite with Xiaowei and her daughter on Sunday was also swept away, and the more I drank on the wine table, the happier I became.
Everyone else could clearly see the intention of drinking, and Pan Zhenye kept stretching his thumb to Lin Yuan while staggering through the wine gap. "Secretary Lin, it's refreshing enough, there are so many leaders in the town, you are the most bold one, my brother admires you!"
Lin Yuan was also very happy, holding Pan Zhenye's hand and shaking it and said: "Thank you Secretary Pan for your hospitality today, if you have the opportunity in the future, I will come to eat wild pheasant stewed pine mushrooms, next time you net wild pheasants, remember to inform me!" ”
Pan Zhenye held Lin Yuan's hand tightly, "Secretary Lin, today I dare to call you brother." Although we are seeing each other for the first time, I think it is very good for you, you have to look up to the old brother, if you want to eat wild pheasants in the future, you will come to the east mountain, there is no ready-made, our buddies will take the Internet to the mountains to catch it. ”
"Okay, brother, just remember your brother's words." Through a morning of contact, Lin Yuan also felt that Pan Zhenye had a very straightforward personality and was very close to him.
Leaving Dongshantou Village, Lin Yuan went back to the town directly. Drinking like this, it is no longer suitable to go to other villages in the afternoon, and the impact is not good; On the other hand, he was mainly worried that he would not be able to get out at night, and if he had another drink at night, wouldn't he have to go all night without sleeping? Lin Yuan still remembers the scene of spitting out the bile that night, although he belongs to the kind of person who forgets the pain when it comes to drinking, but it has only been more than a week, and the scabs on the scars have not yet fallen off?
Pan Zhenlin, the head of the forestry station, took Lin Yuan's car back to the town, and the home he said was Dongshantou, strictly speaking, his hometown was Dongshantou, but at present, only his parents lived in Dongshantou, and his own "home" was actually in the town, and he lived in the family courtyard of the town government.
Along the way, the two talked a lot about the mountains and forests.
Judging from the situation in the morning, Lin Yuan felt that Pan Zhenlin was a taciturn person. As things stand, the morning's conclusions do not seem to be accurate. Because Lin Yuan found that as long as he talked about mountains and forests, Pan Zhenlin's words would be endless, not only clear and clear, but also very level.
After chatting all the way, Lin Yuan found that this Pan Zhenlin was quite talkative with him. In other words, the two are quite temperamental.
Lin Yuan came to the township to do something and do something. Lin Yuan found that this Pan Zhenlin seemed to be a very competent person. Regarding the forestry construction of Chaishan, Pan Zhenlin did not talk about his own contributions, but Lin Yuan could feel that Chaishan could make such great achievements in forestry construction, and he, the forestry station manager, made great contributions.
When I have the power and the final say in the future, I must make good use of Pan Zhenlin, this is a practical person, and he is not flattering, he is an old scalper who only knows how to pull a cart; In addition, when you have time, you must let Pan Zhenlin lead you to the East Mountain and take a good turn.
When he got out of the car, Lin Yuan thought like this.
Since the time spent in the mountains in the morning is relatively long, everyone drinks more happily at noon, and the time to eat is longer. So when Lin Yuan returned to the town, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.
As soon as I entered the office building, I heard a commotion.
Although Lin Yuan had no experience working in the township, he intuitively guessed that he must have come to petition.
Sure enough, as soon as he reached the second floor, he saw six or seven middle-aged women arguing in the corridor around Lei Zhenshan, deputy secretary of the town party committee, who was in charge of political and legal affairs and the stability of letters and visits, and several other staff members in the town. Lei Zhenshan was also unequivocal, his fiery temper coupled with his loud voice made him not fall behind at all in the quarrel.
Pan Zhenlin didn't seem to be surprised by this kind of thing, and went upstairs directly without looking. On the second floor are the town leaders, while the forestry station is on the fourth floor. It's already his habit to never stay on the second floor unless something happens.
Lin Yuan, as the deputy secretary of the town party committee, also has an office on the second floor. He hesitated slightly, didn't stop any longer, and walked directly to his office on the other side and closed the door.
Although it was summer, there was no air conditioning in the office. But hot spots are hot spots, and there can always be a quarrel in the corridor across the doorway.
Why did those people petition? What will happen to the town? None of this has anything to do with him. There is a leader in charge, there is a main leader, there is no need for him to worry about it, if he is not interested in meddling in things, he may not be liked by all parties. Before he came, his direct leader, Minister Zhao, had taught him face-to-face to do the work he was in charge of and the work assigned by the main leaders; I don't care about the work I don't care about, and I don't ask about things that have nothing to do with me.
The noise in the hallway continued for a while and then became quieter and quieter, presumably to the reception room to talk.
After coming here for more than a week, Lin Yuan has slowly learned about the work of the township. He really felt that there was indeed more work in the township, and it was also more chaotic. Although he hadn't faced it directly, he still felt the pressure. Because he knows that he will face those things sooner or later, and he will have to deal with those troubles sooner or later.
Alas! Let's take it one step at a time. There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat is naturally straight to the bridge; The soldiers will block it, and the water will not cover it. There is a solution to everything, and there is no mountain of flames that cannot be crossed. Afraid of a bird?
He shook his head, put the clutter of his thoughts aside, pulled out a book, and began to read intently.
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