Jealousy is the original sin of human beings, and it can cause you to lose your mind and turn from a good person to a bad person. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as he returned to the resettlement site, Yan Song kept thinking about this cart of flour, especially the news he heard in the hospital corridor just now that a man named Brother Long was unusually rewarded with a house because he pulled a cart of grain, which simply made Yan Song go crazy with excitement. When you think of your own truckload of flour, you won't get more rewards!

was tickled in his heart, and when he saw Zhang Xiaomeng being sent to the emergency room, he said to Ouyang Meng:

"Hmmm! Ouyang Meng! Now that Zhang Xiaomeng has been sent to the emergency room, then we have nothing to do, otherwise, let's drive the truck to the registration point! ”

At this moment, Ouyang Meng still had the matter of the truck in his heart, as soon as he heard Yan Song say about the truck, he immediately took out the car key from his pocket, handed it to Yan Song and said:

"If you want to go, go ahead! I'm going to stay here now, and I can't go with you! ”

"Ahh But I won't open it! Faced with the car keys handed over, Yan Song was also embarrassed, and he wanted to take it but didn't dare to take it.

"Give!" Ouyang slammed Yan Song's hand, handed him the car key, turned around and walked into the emergency room.

As soon as Ouyang Meng disappeared, Yan Song almost jumped up with joy, kissed the key in his hand frantically, and muttered in a low voice:

"Hey, hey! With a little trickery, I tricked the key! Ouyang Meng, you stupid, you really think I can't drive a truck! ”

In less than ten minutes, Yan Song drove the truck to the registration point, and as soon as he jumped off the truck, the staff surrounded him and asked enthusiastically:

"Comrade! What are you pulling in this car? Such a big car! ”

Yan Song, who was arrogant, laughed hehehe, then slowly took out a cigarette, took a puff and said, "It's nothing!" It's just a truckload of about 30 tons of flour! ”

"Wow! So powerful! 30 tons! ”

"Hey, hey!"

After all, two hours ago, a person pulled a cart of about 10 tons of grain, and then he got a house, so now this person pulls 30 tons of flour, and how many rewards should he be able to exchange, this is unimaginable!

The people carrying large bags of grain around looked at Yan Song with red eyes, and after the staff confirmed, they gathered around to set up a set, after all, the people who could find 30 tons of grain must be people in charge of warehouses and the like, as long as they escaped with them, would there be less food?

After another ten minutes, the staff finally calculated the approximate weight of this cart of flour, which was 32 tons, more than the 18 tons of the previous person named Brother Long.

And Director Chen, who had just fallen asleep, also received the news as soon as possible, and he originally wanted to rush over to hold a reward ceremony for Yan Song as soon as possible, but his wife's words made him temporarily dispel this idea.

"One person can pull 32 tons of flour, it's just impossible! Besides, it's so late, so it's okay to hold a ceremony for him tomorrow! ”

Thinking about it, there must be something strange in this, Director Chen turned around and walked out of the room, and after explaining a few words to the secretary, he returned to the house and fell asleep. It was because of this episode that many things changed and some people changed.

Excited, excited, Yan Song's mind was blank, his lips were dry, and he didn't know how many cups of tea he drank before waiting for the arrival of the district chief's secretary, but as soon as the secretary entered the door, he said to Yan Song with a tiger face:

"Yan Song, right! I'll cut it short, the mayor already knows about you, but what? Your truckload of flour is very suspicious, and it doesn't look like you can transport it alone, so for your reward, the district mayor said that he will give you an answer after the meeting tomorrow. Well, with all said and done, you're good to go! ”

It was simply a basin of cold water poured from head to toe, which made Yan Song's fiery heart feel cold, and at this moment he was thinking about one thing, that is, who told the district chief that he didn't pull the cart of flour alone.

In fact, the district mayor asked the secretary to convey just one sentence, that is, Yan Song waited until tomorrow to receive the award, but the secretary said a lot of words because of jealousy or other reasons, and sent Yan Song away, without clearly telling him about receiving the award tomorrow.

Looking at Yan Song, who was depressed and leaving, the secretary smiled and beckoned the staff at the registration point, first greeted them cordially, and then mentioned the preferences of the new mayor, and emphasized that the new mayor has clear rewards and punishments, which cannot tolerate a little sand in his eyes.

Seeing that the heat was almost over, the secretary asked casually:

"How much does this cart of flour weigh, which of you gives me a clear number, and I'll go back and report it to the district chief!"

"It's not 32 tons! We've already reported it! A young man stepped forward and said.

After not hearing the answer he wanted, the secretary pointed at the young staff member with a smile and said, "Young is good!" If you make a mistake, you can do it all over again! The secretary stood up, looked at everyone again, turned and walked out, but as soon as he reached the door, the secretary stopped and asked:

"How much, exactly?"

At this time, I didn't understand what the secretary meant, so these people were going home to sell sweet potatoes, but I saw the middle-aged man who was the captain step forward quickly, and said to the secretary with a smile:

"Secretary Tan, young people make mistakes sometimes, I hope you don't be surprised. This car of flour, we just miscalculated, and now after our recalculation, there is only 10 tons, you see, can we report like this? ”

The secretary turned around and patted the captain on the shoulder with a smile and said:

"Lao Li is still working hard and steadfastly! Let's report it like this! ”

In the end, the secretary left satisfied, and the staff who stayed in the house couldn't lift their spirits one by one, and they all felt like they had done something wrong, but there was no way, people were under the eaves, and they had to bow their heads.

Yan Song came to the hospital, and he wanted to ask Ouyang Meng to find out if he had leaked the flour matter, after all, the three of them knew about it. As a result, as soon as he walked into the hospital, Yan Song saw Ouyang Mengzheng talking and laughing with a young man.

"Hey! Yan Song, you're back! I forgot to introduce it to you, this is Xiao Zhang, the secretary of the district mayor! ”

As soon as Yan Song, who was already depressed, heard about the secretary of the district chief, he immediately stared at Ouyang Meng with big eyes and didn't say a word, and there were really a lot of thoughts in his mind!

"I said how could the district chief know that the cart of flour I pulled was not mine alone, it turned out that it was really your kid who leaked the secret, okay, since you are unkind, then don't blame me for being unjust."

Thinking of this, Yan Song laughed out loud out loud. I didn't hear Xiao Zhang say that he was no longer the secretary of the district head.

"Hey! Yan Song, what's wrong with you! You okay! Ouyang Meng asked with concern.

"Oh, it's fine! Maybe I'm too tired! Yan Song pretended to be dizzy, patted his head, and then sat on the chair and closed his eyes.

"Do you want me to call a doctor?" Xiao Zhang asked with concern.

"No, no, just take a break!"

"Okay, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first, and we'll talk together another day!" Xiao Zhang nodded at Ouyang Meng, turned around and left.

Ouyang Meng sighed, sat next to Yan Song, and complained unhappily:

"I said, Yan Song, what's the matter with you? If it weren't for this Xiao Zhang's help today, that Zhang Xiaomeng really wouldn't have been able to save it. You said, as Zhang Xiaomeng's friend, shouldn't you thank others well, but when you get good, you don't give him a good face when you come, what's wrong with you? ”

Yan Song, who was already on fire in his heart, immediately jumped up angrily when he heard this, pointed at Ouyang Meng's nose and shouted loudly:

"You ask me what's wrong! You villain, huh! I thought I knew a secretary of the district head, and I wanted to swallow that cart of flour alone, you dreamed! ”

When Ouyang Meng heard this, a nameless fire rushed up, only to see him clench his fists, stand up violently, and just when he reached out to grab Yan Song, there was a strong burning sensation in his arm, and in an instant, a thumb-like blister appeared on the back of his hand.

"You, what did you bite me with!"

"Hey, hey! You've seen it! A thumb-sized skeletal spider slowly crawled out of its loose clothes, the blood-red skeletal head on its back glowing bewitchingly.

With a bang, Ouyang fell to the ground foaming at the mouth, and his whole body was covered with blisters as if he had been burned by fire.