Chapter 53: A Typhoon is Coming
Qiao Yan returned to her office from the conference room upstairs in the cafeteria, Mu Tian saw that her expression and face were the same as before, although the tears on her eyes had been wiped away, the traces of crying were still there, and there was obvious redness and finger marks on her pretty face, obviously she had been beaten.
"Qiao Yan, what's wrong?" Mu Tian asked with concern.
"Nothing." Qiao Yan smiled happily, the loneliness and panic on her face flashed, or the abnormality was captured by Mu Tian's keen eyes.
"Are you ......?"
"It's nothing," Qiao Yan said, hurriedly leaving the office.
Since Qiao Yan didn't want to say more, Mu Tian didn't want to ask, but out of the woman's gossip and curiosity, she still vaguely guessed that she should have been bullied, she went back to the conference room just now, and Dumb also followed, could it be that he did it?
Seeing Dumb just come down from the conference room in a trance, she confirmed the doubt in her heart. So she walked over and asked Dumb pointedly: "Dumb, what did you do just now?" "Huh?" Dumb, who already had a ghost in his heart, was asked by her, and suddenly shrank back weakly, and his eyes were erratic.
"You, what did you do to her?" Mu Tian thought that it was Dumb who hit Qiao Yan, and his tone was a little angry.
"I, I'm ......" Dumb was panicked in his heart, he thought that Qiao Yan had told Mu Tian all the bad things he had done to her the first few times, which attracted Mu Tian's questioning. I was suddenly panicked in my heart: harassing and bullying female colleagues, it seems that my reputation has been ruined like this. But in fact, he did the thing that took advantage of his female colleagues, touched it, and pinched it. The thickness of his skin was not enough for him to deny.
Under Mu Tian's sharp gaze, he looked hurried and uneasy.
"Hmph, I always thought you were a man, but I didn't expect to do such a thing. Why are you doing this? What Mu Tian said meant was why he wanted to beat Qiao Yan, but Dumb thought she was talking about her assault on her female colleagues.
"I, I...... It's all done, what else can I do. In desperation, Dumb had to be cheeky and take it hard.
"You, shameless. Bullying female colleagues, you really can! Mu Tian was angry.
The conversation between the two of them on the playground was neither light nor serious, but it happened to be heard by Qiao Yan, who came back from the toilet, and the word "bullying" was naturally understood by her as moving her hands and feet.
Suddenly, Qiao Yan blushed with shame, not going forward, not going back, standing there awkwardly: this dumb is really, just now he said that he had leveled himself up, and now he is talking nonsense to people everywhere about bullying himself, he is showing off, and at the same time he wants to ruin his reputation.
Dumb's eyes glanced at Qiao Yan not far away, and hurriedly spoke to stop Mu Tian: "Don't say it, she's here." Then he fled back to the office in embarrassment.
Qiao Yan returned to the office, feeling uneasy, no matter what she did, as an unmarried young girl, she still cared a lot about her reputation.
So, she whispered and said to Mu Tian softly, slightly shyly: "Mu Tian, don't tell others about this, okay?" In fact, she didn't know that Dumb would talk to a few people, but she still held the mentality that one less channel would be more dangerous.
Although Mu Tian still has many questions in his heart: [Why did Dumb suddenly hit Qiao Yan?] What kind of grievances are there? Qiao Yan usually doesn't swallow her anger like this. It's weird. But on her lips, she still swore and promised: "Okay, I won't talk nonsense, you can rest assured, but you don't let him bully." ”
Qiao Yan blushed and nodded.
At this time, it was almost time to get off work, and everyone at the workstation was ready to get off work. Who knew that at this time, the town suddenly issued an emergency notice: this year's No. 18 typhoon "Xuerui" is likely to hit Jiangnan Province in the next few days, according to the unified requirements of the higher-level government, the town requires all units and departments to do a good job in flood prevention and anti-typhoon work from today.
Wen Li, secretary of the workstation, had no choice but to convene all the staff to hold an emergency meeting on flood control and anti-Taiwan.
The rest of the people at the workstation have experience in anti-Taiwan work in rural areas: probably to remove people from dilapidated houses, strengthen river embankments and dismantle outdoor facilities, ensure that no one dies and few people are injured, and as for the loss of crops and other property, it is often unavoidable.
Although everyone is clear about the key points of Taiwan prevention, the work process still has to be followed, Wen Li read the documents issued by the town in detail, and repeatedly emphasized the importance of flood prevention and Taiwan prevention work.
Flood prevention and typhoon control is indeed one of the two major seasonal tasks of local governments, especially townships and towns, and in areas with a high incidence of typhoons such as Jiangnan Province, from provincial leaders to prefectures and counties to townships, towns, and village committees, all cadres who can be mobilized will basically be dispatched to the front line, and the responsibility will be assigned to the people.
Dumb has no experience in fighting typhoons, but as a native of Beilu, he is still very familiar with the destructive power of typhoons, and it is indeed the most terrifying natural disaster he has ever experienced.
In the past, when the typhoon came, I always watched the town cadres and village cadres running around, but now I can finally participate in the front line of the anti-Taiwan resistance, and Dumb is a little bit excited before the battle starts.
He looked around: Secretary Wen was talking about precautions in a subdued manner, Yang Junjie hung his head and hung his head, Ma Gang was taking notes seriously about the meeting, Mu Tian was still so quiet and indifferent, Qiao Yan lowered his head thoughtfully, and the other old comrades looked confident.
At the end of the meeting, according to the requirements, the people at the workstation conveyed the town's flood control and anti-typhoon requirements to the village. Then those who should leave work will get off work, those who should wait for dinner will wait for dinner, and other specific work will of course be done after the next day.
At noon, the sun was still scorching, but at this moment, the clouds were rolling, and the sunset and sunset were gone.
Is a typhoon really coming? According to his previous experience, the weather forecast predicts typhoons quite accurately.
[The house at home seems to be leaking again, and when you have the money, you must renovate the roof, the injury on Grandpa's leg is not healed, and I don't know if I can get busy, and the drink bottles stacked in front of the door should not be blown away by the wind......]
Until dinner, Dumb always thinks about the typhoon, thinks about his grandfather, and thinks about home.
At the dinner table, Mu Tian's eyes looking at him were full of contempt and dissatisfaction. Dumb avoided her gaze: she was thinking of herself as a hooligan. Well, hooligans are hooligans. Anyway, in this world, the vast majority of people look down on themselves.
By the time we had finished dinner, it was already raining and the wind was blowing.
Dumb didn't bring the umbrella to the cafeteria before eating, and went back to the dormitory to pass through dozens of meters of unobstructed playground, he was going to run back in the rain, but just when he circled his trouser legs and was about to rush into the rain curtain, Mu Tian stopped him:
"Dumb, what are you doing? It rained so heavily. ”
Dumb looked at her suspiciously. "I've got an umbrella, I'll take you there." Mu Tian said, already covering his head with an umbrella, "I'll take the umbrella." Dumb took the umbrella from her hand, and the two walked into the wind and rain together.