Chapter 179: A Doomed Symposium
Wang Qiao and Qiao Yong walked around the garbage dump, discussed some work details, and then returned to the road blockade.
Qiao Yong introduced to the villagers blocking the road: "This is the new director Wang of the urban management committee, and he specially came to understand the situation. Don't make a fuss, listen to me. ”
The villagers turned their gaze to young people they had never seen before.
Wang Qiao stood beside Qiao Yong, holding his chest straight, his eyes met the villagers, and he did not flinch.
Qiao Yong is thin and small, Wang Qiao is tall, the two are standing together, although Wang Qiao looks a little young, he does look like a leader.
An old man walked up to Wang Qiao and said excitedly: "The garbage dump stinks so much, my little grandson was woken up by the heat in the middle of the night, opened the window, and stinked so much." You are an official, just do it and move my house. My house is 512 meters away from the garbage dump, which is the distance you measured, and I don't think it's accurate. ”
The old man had a rare traditional goat's beard, and when he spoke, he kept stroking his beard.
Yang Zongming said: "Director Wang, the old man's name is Yang Deying, he is seventy-three years old, and he can't tell lies. ”
Yang Shaobing heard that this was the deputy director of the urban management committee of the new young man, so he put his bald head in front of Wang Qiao and said: "I don't care how you measure, what is the difference between 512 meters and 490 meters, and what is the difference." Talk a few nonsense, we want to move, if we don't agree, we just want to block the field. ”
There is generally no weight in talking nonsense, Wang Qiao ignored the bald head, and just stared at him. Wang Qiao walked up to the tall and thin president, adopted the tactics of Le Binjiao, and said, "President Yang, there are so many people, you and I will say a word." It's not clear at all, and it won't solve the problem. Let's find a yard. The conversation was open, and the others could go home first. Don't get stuck here. ”
Yang Zongming glanced at Wang Qiao a few times and said, "Director Wang is coming to the garbage dump for the first time, let's give face and find five people to go to the Kang family's courtyard." ”
Wang Qiao didn't expect to solve the problem easily, and he was secretly happy in his heart, feeling that things were not as difficult to solve as he imagined.
Yang Zongming continued: "Except for the people who went to the Kang family's courtyard, the others should not leave, just wait for news here." ”
Wang Qiao originally wanted to use the strategy of diverting the tiger from the mountain to solve the problem temporarily, but Yang Zongming, who was dirty and brainy, was not fooled at all. Faced with this situation. He also doesn't have the aura and awesomeness of the protagonist, so he can only see the moves.
Yang Zongming called a few old people to his side and said, "Let's go to the Kang family compound to talk, and the representatives from all walks of life must find a few people to be representatives, lest some people can't be representatives and say strange things afterwards." ”
Wang Qiao, Qiao Yong, and five male villagers went to the Kang family's compound near the garbage dump and sat down in the hall. Yang Zongming pushed open the window and said, "Usually we don't dare to open the window, but today the two heads of the urban management committee are here." You smell it. ”
Qiao Yong and Yang Zongming are already familiar with each other, and joked: "I am from the Environmental Sanitation Institute, not the leader of the Urban Management Committee." ”
Wang Qiao doesn't like Qiao Yong's cleverness the most, and he can't criticize him on this occasion. He stood in front of the window. He sniffed hard, but he didn't smell the stench of the garbage dump, and turned back to a few delegates and said, "It doesn't stink." ”
Yang Zongming was a little embarrassed. "There is no wind now, wait for the wind to blow." It stinks so much that I want to vomit. ”
Wang Qiao opened another closed window and said, "Then let's open the window." While talking, I smelled the smell. This weather, it's too hot with the windows closed. ”
Several men were silent, smoking incessantly, and white smoke wafted from the room.
Yang Zongming coughed twice and said: "Let me say a few words first, the county has invested millions to repair this garbage dump, and it has just started to be used, and it is impossible to move it out immediately, we all know this." We used to be green mountains and clear waters, and when the garbage dump came, it became a stinky ditch and polluted a large area. Officials always have to consider the lives of the common people. I want to ask Director Wang, is it still the leader of the Communist Party? If it is the leader of the Communist Party, why do the common people smell the smell every day, and you don't care at all? ”
Wang Qiao listened to Yang Zongming's objective speech, and added a little favor to him, and said: "President Yang, don't talk about hypocrisy, talk about specific things." ”
At this time, a faint stench peculiar to garbage dumps appears in the air.
A man with a wrinkled face immediately extinguished the cigarette, pointed to Wang Qiao, and said excitedly: "You still say that there is no smell, and the nose is useful for fart." ”
Yang Shaobing followed: "Everyone, don't smoke, let the officials smell this smell." ”
It's a few hundred meters away from the dump, and you can smell a slight stench from the wind, but it's not as bad as the villagers say they want to vomit. When the wind changes, the stench disappears again.
Qiao Yong said unceremoniously: "This smell is not as good as the smell of the manure pit in every household, let alone the pigsty, everyone is from the countryside, don't be so squeamish." ”
This sentence is also true, the smell of garbage wafting just now is indeed far less than the smell of pigsty.
Yang Shaobing's eyes kept turning, and he suddenly patted his bald head and said: "The pigsty is farmhouse fertilizer, and the stink is stinky and not poisonous." The smell of garbage is poisonous, and if you smell it, you will get sick. He found this powerful statement, and he was a little proud.
Yang Zongming said: "Everyone smells the stench. Then I started to say, the first one is flies, the medicine you distribute is not good, the quantity is not enough, you don't come to distribute medicine in the future, you convert the medicine that every household needs into money, and distribute it to everyone every month; The second is the stench, I heard the baby say that the garbage dumps in other places are buried with soil, or burned, you can do this; The third is physical examination, Yang Erwa was right just now, the smell of garbage is toxic, after the use of the garbage dump, we have cancer in this place, and the physical examination requirements are not high; The fourth is to re-measure the distance, and a few of the relocated ones are farther away than the Yang family's yard. I'll just think of these things, and I'll think about them again. ”
Wang Qiao did not have the authority to reply to at least the third and fourth of these points, and Wang Qiao did not rush to express his position, saying: "Do other comrades have any new opinions?" ”
The bald Yang Shaobing said loudly: "My uncle has said it more completely, I'll just say one thing, 490 meters stinks so much that I have to move, doesn't my house stink at 505 meters?" This truth doesn't make sense, and I won't accept it for the rest of my life. And whether the side distance is accurate or not, the ghost knows. He raised his arm and said, "We're moving." ”
Wang Qiao said: "I will write down all the points you said, and go back to report to the leader." ”
Yang Shaobing said: "Are you the leader of the urban management committee, you can't be the master of this little thing, and the symposium has a fart meaning." ”
Wang Qiaodao: "I am the deputy director in charge of the urban management committee, in charge of sanitation work. It's not a trivial matter for you to mention these points, of course, you have to report it, this is organizational discipline. ”
Yang Shaobing saw that the official was dragging again, and couldn't help but say a foul word, "If you can't be the master, you can talk about a hammer." ”
Wang Qiao glared at Yang Shaobing and said, "I can't be the master, but I can bring your opinions back to the county, and there are naturally people in the county who can be the master." ”
Yang Shaobing felt a fierce look in the young official's eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little weak, shrunk his neck, and then thought: "He is an official, do you dare to beat people in broad daylight, I'm afraid of a hammer." ”
Yang Zongming smoked a cigarette and said, "Director Wang, we are not blocking the road for you and Director Qiao, the garbage dump has made the Five Trees Society miserable." Leave the words here today, if you don't solve the problem, the garbage dump will definitely not be open to traffic. ”
Yang Shaobing stretched his neck and said, "I smell the smell every day, everyone is sick, and we all have to relocate." ”
The symposium was inconclusive as usual, and Wang Qiao and Qiao Yong left the Jiang family compound, and there was no smell at this time. As soon as they walked a few dozen steps, Yang Zongming chased after them and said, "The wind is blowing, this time it stinks, you come and smell it." ”
When Wang Qiao walked back to the Kangjia compound, it happened that the mountain wind was turning, and the smell was gone.
Yang Zongming scolded: "Dog's day, today is Lao Tzu's ugliness, which makes me seem to be telling a lie." He took out a cigarette and said, "You two leaders will stand for a while, smoke a cigarette, and you will definitely be able to smell it." ”
After smoking a cigarette, Wang Qiao still didn't smell the stench.
Yang Zongming said: "The garbage dump is generally the most smelly at night and in the morning, and you can smell it if you stay here for two days at night. ”
"Then I'll take time to stay, let's go first." Wang Qiao was unwilling, and said: President Yang, it's not a way for you to block it like this, you have to give us a time to solve it. ”
Yang Zongming stiffened his neck and said: "No, we don't block the road, you won't solve it at all." ”
When it comes to huge economic interests, Yang Zongming represents the interests of the whole society, and he does not dare to easily express his true feelings in his heart, so he must speak from the perspective of the villagers of the whole society.
When it comes to villager groups and complex games, Wang Qiao also does not dare to make decisions on his own.
Things at the grassroots level are like a mess, constantly cutting, and sorting out is chaotic.
Things at the grassroots level are like fog, and there are all kinds of ingredients in them, which is annoying.
(Chapter 179) (To be continued......)