Zheng Weimin rode a motorcycle, bumping up and down on the potholed gravel road from Daliu Village to Yuling Town, and from time to time agricultural tractors loaded with red bricks produced by the brick and tile factory in Yuling Town passed by.

This is Zheng Jinshui, who made a fortune making tofu in Zhengjiazhuang in Qintang City, went home to build a small western-style building, and asked tractor drivers from several nearby villages to help pull bricks, and there were several tractor drivers who knew Zheng Weimin, and saw Zheng Weimin riding from the opposite side, stretched out his hand and waved, and greeted him with a smile.

Zheng Weimin has a lot of affection for the peasants, and although he was choked by the dust raised by the tractor, he still smiled and waved at the acquaintances in the car.

Seeing that the road is rotten like this, the town doesn't want to maintain it, and a glimpse of the whole leopard is known, from this point, Zheng Weimin can feel that the leaders of Yuling Town have done nothing, although the town is poor and has no money to rebuild the road, but at least make up for the uneven places, flatten them, and still be able to do it.

Zheng Weimin thought that if he was the secretary of the town mayor, he would definitely be better than these people, although the secretary of Yuling Town, he had never seen it, in fact, it didn't matter what the leader looked like, whether it suited his own taste or not.

The key is to do something practical and good for the people in important posts, and after you get off the stage, the people will remember your goodness, otherwise, if you don't do personnel on the stage, people will not dare to scold you, and the people will poke your backbone when you get off the stage.

Thinking about this, Zheng Weimin laughed unconsciously, imagining that the leader who was accustomed to calling and hugging him really asked him to go home and sell sweet potatoes, I don't know what kind of image Lu Dao would be.

Zheng Weimin rode a motorcycle, while thinking about these marginal things, about 20 minutes of walking, to Yuling Town, Yuling Town is the seat of the town party committee and town government, this is an ancient and simple Jiangnan town, with a history of more than 2,000 years, the town is located in the south bank of the Qingshui River, built with the trend of the river embankment, the main street is a curved and narrow street, the street is a bluestone slab of the same color, the surface is smooth and moist, all with the soles of the feet to grind, I don't know how many centuries have passed, before it has been rubbed into today's appearance, It is very much like the ancient artwork that has been carefully polished into generations of craftsmen, and there are a few gray and white curved stripes on the stone surface, like the meridians of bluestone, which adds a lot of aura to the bluestone, and the people who walk on it seem to hear the bluestone, telling the vicissitudes of the history of this town.

On both sides of the street are all kinds of shops and old-fashioned houses with blue bricks and gray tiles, the dwellings are undulating according to the topography, if you take a boat, look at the town on the surface of the Qingshui River, the houses on the waterfront side are high and low, scattered, quite a bit of beauty, if you are a foreign photographer or painter here, you must linger. The river flows slowly and continuously from the upper reaches throughout the year, and the water is clear and transparent, and the sand and gravel near the bottom of the river are clearly visible.

On a summer morning, the women of the town get up early in the morning, roll up their trousers, bare white calves, stand in the river water of Qinglingling, lined up, leaning on the laundry stool, rubbing, patting, rinsing clothes, crackling one after another, the boats on the river are the cargo ships engaged in trafficking in several counties upstream and the passenger ships from the villages along the Qingshui River and its tributaries to the downstream county seats, the sudden sound of the motor on the boat and the clanging sound from the blacksmith shop in the town, mixed with the shouts of various traders, put the town that has just woken up from sleep, Pushed to the peak of hilariousness.

When Zheng Weimin arrived in town, he was already panting hot, he opened the neckline of his shirt, pushed the cart with his right hand, and kept wiping the shiny hot sweat on his head with his left hand with his sleeve.

"Young man, seeing that you are so hot, buy a bottle of water to relieve drink" Sitting at the door of the grocery store on the street, a gray-haired shopkeeper sixty miles away grinned at him and greeted him.

At this time, Zheng Weimin realized that he was indeed very thirsty, looking at the bottles of various drinks and water on the store counter, he became more and more dry, unconsciously put his hand into the shoulder bag, touched it for a long time, and suddenly he retracted his hand thoughtfully.

Embarrassed, he smiled back to the old man slightly, expressing a tactful refusal, the drink and water are not expensive, only a few yuan, but there is no money in his bag, and he has a wallet of two thousand yuan, and at some point, it leaks out of a small hole cut by a blade at the bottom of the bag.

This is the 2,000 yuan that his brother gave him, and he has not been willing to use it, but today he came to the town to report, because he had no living money at hand, so he took the money out of the cabinet in the room, used it first, and then returned the money to his sister for school.

Seeing that the money was lost, Zheng Weimin didn't particularly care, he was afraid that the registration materials in the bag would be in trouble if they were lost, so in a hurry, he quickly opened the bag, fortunately, all the materials were there, and he looked around, surrounded by people who came and went to the market.

He thought that he must have met a thief, and saw that there were some elderly men and women all around, or older middle-aged people, all with expressionless faces, Zheng Weimin with his professional vision, concluded that these people would not be thieves, he glanced into the distance, there were two young people with dyed yellow hair, hurriedly walking to the other end of the street, Zheng Weimin instantly understood what was going on.

"Young man, be careful when you go out in the future, there are many thieves in the town, I deliberately reminded you just now." The old man in the store said.

"Thank you, uncle." Zheng Weimin hurriedly walked to the old man's side and asked softly, "Uncle, do you know who did this?" ”

The old man quickly leaned out, pouted at the two young people with dyed yellow hair with his mouth, and then quickly retreated to the small shop, and whispered: "See it, just those two yellow-haired little miscellaneous hairs, I advise you not to chase, those people have knives in their hands, they are ruthless, don't put your life into it just to ask for money, you can't draw it." ”

After determining the goal, Zheng Weimin breathed a sigh of relief, and in order not to cause trouble to the old man, he parked the motorcycle in a secluded corner, and then picked up the bag in his hand and chased after the two thieves.

Seeing that Zheng Weimin was still going to chase money, the old man shook his head worriedly, and said secretly: "God forbid, don't make another life." ”