Chapter 22: Reconciliation and Truth
There are too many lice on his body, and Wu Shan looks at the small black spots, and his scalp is numb.
Tian Guanghua heard Xu Shiyou's attitude towards Wushan on the phone, and became more and more respectful. Maybe he'll be able to soar to the top. Of course, because of the friendship of Wushan, Political Commissar Tian did reach heights that he did not expect.
In fact, not only in China, but also in other countries. For example, if you help me run for president, then well, the election is over, and let's start dividing pork. You become vice president, and he becomes secretary of state. In ancient and modern times, at home and abroad, the most important thing is talent. These talents all need an opportunity to showcase, a platform to reflect their abilities.
The so-called death of a confidant is not a joke. There may be a question of loyalty involved. For example, today you are messing with Zhang San, and he is very enveloped by you when you are white. One day, something happened to Zhang San, and you had to suffer too. It's not that you want to die or be unlucky, the key is who dares to use you. If you dare to betray this person today, you will betray someone else tomorrow.
The main thing, though, is ability. There may be someone who is suitable for sports, and you have to ask him to sing. Some people are good at running the army, and you let him take care of agriculture. Everyone can only shine on the right stage. The ancients said: Maxima often exists, but Bole does not often have. That's the problem with the superiors. It is often said that others have a discerning eye, so you should see if this person has the energy and time to observe and understand you. Seeing that you are doing a certain thing in an orderly manner, even a fool knows that you are suitable for doing this.
Lao Tian is indeed very capable. He himself was born in a peasant family, and he rose step by step from the army, and when he reached this level, he really needed a certain amount of help. This is his luck, isn't it Wushan's luck? Behind every successful person, there are countless people behind the support. It's very simple, it's the same in any industry.
For example, if you're very good at sales, well, I'll sell you something. Facing different customers every day, breaking your leg a day, how many can you run? The so-called people love flowers and flowers, and driving a car with a flat tire is just a floating cloud. You're talking to a customer, and it always takes a certain amount of time. To sell products, you must first be recognized by customers as a person, which will definitely take time to accumulate. Your customers are not stupid, how can they see you and immediately say: I think you are very good, okay, I buy it!
The goodwill of Political Commissar Tian was seen by Wushan. He naturally knew that the other party was looking at the face of the great god behind him. But he doesn't have the resources himself, and General Xu Shiyou doesn't say anything. As the commander of a military region, there are still a lot of daily affairs. He needed to attend many meetings, and many orders needed to be signed by him. How could he have the time to go to the grassroots level at any time to wander around, so that he could see that Comrade Tian Guanghua was good?
When Wushan was taking a bath, he asked Qiang Zhengjun, who he met yesterday, to help him buy the clothes inside. I can't help it, I need to change my whole body. The underwear was not brought out in the barracks, who would have thought that there would be such a thing. He took a shower, thinking about the gains and losses in this matter. The incident of hitting someone in anger cannot happen again in the future. Otherwise, if it falls into the eyes of the above, it means that this person is too unstable. Wushan is now in a low position and very young, and it is estimated that he is a great man, and they know the Tao, but they are just smiling and saying that children are bloody.
Local things, good things don't go out, bad things go thousands of miles, you have to make up for it.
Wu Shan soaked his clothes in boiling water, otherwise he was really worried about bringing lice to the army. I don't say that I feel uncomfortable every day, this thing is alive, and it is certain that I will climb into the bed of other comrades. Fortunately, the current cotton cloth is casually ironed, and I don't have to worry about discoloration and deformation.
Qiang Zhengjun is a very discerning kid, as a fellow countryman, he also wants Wu Xiaolong to have a chance to take him with him in everything. The soldier in front of him, even the political commissar is very polite, and he must be a strong backer. When the time comes, maybe he will be able to be promoted in the army, and he will not have to go back to the countryside. Wushan also did not go against their kindness.
In another plane, it was said that recruits were to serve veterans. The estimation is not small, although it is possible that it is only an individual event.
"Political Commissar Tian, how is your relationship with Zhang Yaowu and Lin Mingda?" Wu Shan wore newly bought clothes, and he always felt indescribably awkward.
There is no way, after experiencing the precipitation on Hong Kong Island, he is no longer very suitable for the life at the bottom. I didn't feel it when I was in the barracks, but I felt it when I got there. I don't feel bad about anything.
"How can I say it," Tian Guanghua pondered slightly: "Wushan, you also know that my jurisdiction is in the military sub-district, so the local officials, I don't bird them much." The relationship you are talking about can only be a nodding acquaintance. β
"It may make you embarrassed," Wu Shan had already removed the word comrade when he heard him call him, and his feelings went up to a higher level. So he spoke casually in front of him: "What happened yesterday, no matter what, I'm not right, please invite them over, let's eat together, chatter, and resolve it." β
"That's a good feeling," Lao Tian was overjoyed: "I'll call them right away." β
How could he not be happy? Wushan treated Tan Chuanji like that, which shows that he is affectionate and righteous. But to resolve the contradiction, that is, this person is not reckless, and he can go further in the future. Xu Shiyou, too far away from himself. The only thing he can catch at the moment is Wushan.
In the state-run hotel in Shengli County, the only private room is already occupied.
It may be the first time that Comrade Lao Tian has eaten at people in the county seat and localities, and the hotel manager does not know him at all.
"Eh, where's the manager? Come here. Tian Guanghua was also dressed in civilian clothes.
People in eastern Guangdong are dark and short. He and Wushan sat there, and it did have a taste of standing out from the crowd. Although the manager hadn't seen two people, he could see that they were definitely not ordinary people, and they came over immediately.
"Hello two comrades, I'm Zhang Acai, the manager of the hotel, what do you command?" State-owned enterprises are putting on a shelf, and that is also a scorer. It is impossible for Zhang Acai to offend the generous people who come to the hotel at will, and his attitude is very good.
"At noon today, let's invite Comrade Zhang Yaowu and Comrade Lin Mingda to eat here, and see if we can make room for a quiet place." Tian Guanghua pointed around: "It's not very suitable in the hall. β
"It's really noisy. No problem, my upstairs office is vacated," Zhang Acai smiled with a smile on his face: "Director Zhang goes there for dinner every time, he is my fifteenth uncle." β
Nima, the fifteenth uncle, this family can really give birth. The two of them smiled and nodded, and sat inside first under the guidance of Zhang Acai.
The two guests, shortly after they were seated, also arrived.
Seeing Wushan, their faces were super embarrassed. But the warnings given to them by their superiors were still in their ears, and they only pretended to be smiling.
"Yes, two big brothers, don't laugh if you don't want to, the younger brother Wushan is 16 years old this year and is a soldier in the Huacheng Military Region," Wushan's posture was very low, and he bowed first: "Brother Zhang, you don't think it's enough, just come directly." I'm not going to fight back! β
The two of them, especially Zhang Yaowu, didn't know how to answer for a while.
"Wushan, you are too, and you specifically mention these unhappy things." Tian Guanghua immediately stood up: "Come, Lao Zhang, Lao Lin, sit." Wushan and I are both soldiers, and we don't like those empty things. β
"Okay, okay," Lin Mingda pulled Zhang Yaowu: "You guys are going to spend money, then we will let go of our belly today." β
"Yes, yes, yes," Zhang Yaowu also suddenly felt that he had passed, and Wushan was younger than his own children: "Okay, it's my fault, it's all over." β
"Anything else?" As soon as Wushan said this, the three of them were stunned.
Tian Guanghua beat a drum in his heart, ancestor, you won't call someone over and fight again.
Wu Shan took the victory song next to him and unscrewed the lid: "Two big brothers, just like my brother Tian said, we are soldiers and like to be direct." I'm not right, this bottle of wine counts me as an atonement. β
As he spoke, he poured the wine into his mouth.
Strictly speaking, this is the second time that Wushan has been drinking since his rebirth. The wine was uncomfortable last night, and Tan Chuanji's unhappiness is still in his heart, and he really wants to get drunk. At the same time, I also want to see how much alcohol this body can bear.
Zhang Yaowu was still hesitating, and Lin Mingda snatched the wine bottle: "Brother, this is your mistake." They all called us big brother just now. You are refreshing, our brother Zhang is also a real person, you really want to finish drinking, isn't it a slap in the face? β
"Ouch," Zhang Yaowu stood up and stomped his feet vigorously: "Brother, you do this, how stingy am I?" β
"Okay, okay, don't stand still," the role of Political Commissar Tian was quite in place, and he turned his head and shouted downstairs: "Ah Cai, come up and down, let's order." β
This sentence made Zhang Yaowu feel that Political Commissar Tian was worth dating.
Indeed, in the place of victory, the concept of clan is quite strong. In Zhang Yaowu's family, Zhang Acai studied in junior high school and was the leader of the three generations of the old Zhang family.
There is a local saying: three generations of relatives are in charge of ten thousand years. The family is very united at all times, and between relatives, if the bridge in the middle dies, this relative will be weakened.
Speaking of which, education in Victory County is not generally bad. Every year, there is only one junior high school class in the county, and only 30 people are accepted at a time. High school? There is no here, either go to the area to go to high school, or get into another county. However, whether it is a region or other counties, the number of high school students enrolled is very limited. Of the thirty junior high school graduates in the county every Chinese New Year's Eve, less than five can be admitted to high school.
Zhang Acai, a junior high school graduate, became a hotel manager at a young age, except for his uncle's support, the main reason is that there are too few talents in this place.
Tan Chuanji's culture was learned in the army. Otherwise, a person who has not graduated from elementary school will not be able to leave a letter to Wushan at all.
The four of them each ordered a dish, and there was no extravagance and waste in this era.
Zhang Yaowu's official position is the largest, so he is naturally the first.
Now, the knot in his heart really opened. In the future, when it comes to going out, the relatives of the Huacheng Military Region Headquarters will make amends for their crimes, and Zhang Yaowu's prestige in Shengli County will rise instead of falling, and that is a sure thing.
"Comrade Wushan, do you like dragon and tiger fighting?" Zhang Yaowu's role is not slow to change.
Nima, no wonder the bizarre cases in eastern Guangdong in later generations have come out.
"Anything else, just plain." Wushan shook his hand.
"That's not going to work, you're a guest." Zhang Yaowu was about to wave his hand down, but his hand was grabbed by Wushan.
If you really have to wait for him to wave his hand, if you stop it, it won't give people face.
"That's right, Brother Zhang," Wu Shan's face looked sincere, "Cats are our friends, they can help us catch mice." Snakes can also catch pests, which is a truth that is told in primary school textbooks. I hope that in the future, I will eat less unconventional animals, and science will say that they will infect people. β
Tian Guanghua was indispensable, and the two locals looked at each other. Out of respect for knowledge, they decided what Wushan said, but everyone ate it like this.
"Okay, since Wushan said so, there must be a basis, let's just order other dishes." Political Commissar Tian can always play the role of a good lubricant at critical moments.
This is just a small episode.
One person ordered a dish, and when it came to the main food, Wushan overstepped it and directly asked Zhang Acai to serve shrimp dumplings.
"Come, a few of them are my eldest brothers, I'll do it first, you feel free." Wushan drank it all.
The three of them were too embarrassed not to do it, and they all finished drinking. It seems that Lin Mingda is still the worst drinker among several people, and he is a little apprehensive when he looks at the wine glass, but he still pinched his nose and drank it.
"Brother Lin, you eat something first." Wu Shan shoved the fried corn in front of him.
Peanuts are not produced here, and it is also a New Year's holiday, and the supply and marketing cooperatives buy a batch of goods from other places. The restaurant fried the corn or fried it in oil. Wushan is also the first time to eat, and I think it tastes good.
"Brother Zhang, let's be honest," Wu Shan picked up the wine glass, saw Lao Lin frowning, and put the glass down again: "Until now, I don't know what happened to Lu Dao. β
Zhang Yaowu wanted to speak and stopped, Lin Mingda said beside him: "The matter has been revealed, I will forget it, brother." β
"No, Brother Lin, Brother Zhang, this time, brother, I was yin." Wu Shan shook his head: "I have received it on behalf of others, so I can't know what the Dao is." β
"You really don't know what to do?" Zhang Yaowu couldn't believe it, he was really wronged by this beating.
"Big brother, I said that I was yin." Wu Shan smiled bitterly: "In the eyes of the eldest brother, is the elder brother so untrustworthy?" β
"Alas!" Zhang Yaowu slapped his thigh: "What's going on." β
Zhang Yaowu, whose home is in Zhangjia Commune, has fifteen children in his parents, and he is the only high school student in Sixiang Bali back then. And he himself is also very competitive, from the village accountant, the captain, to the commune clerk, deputy secretary, secretary, all the way to the deputy county magistrate.
The officials of this era are not covered by self-denial and public service. At least, Zhang Yaowu has never sought benefits for his family, and the fourteen older brothers and sisters in front of him are all farming at home. And Zhang Acai, the son of the seventh brother, graduated from junior high school and had the qualifications to work, so he became the manager of the state-owned hotel step by step.
From the former village accountant to the current deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee, Zhang Yaowu has been the same for 20 years. Even the entire Shengli County knows that Deputy Director Zhang is a filial son. No matter how busy he is at work, he goes home once a week.
Previously, the name was very earthy. The parents are uneducated, and the name is Yiwu. In Cantonese, δΈεεΉΊ means the same and the pronunciation is similar. Later, his position changed, and he changed his name to Zhang Yaowu.
Mr. Zhang's family is one of the few professional cattle breeders in Zhangjia Commune. An old buffalo carries the heavy work of how many farmers in Zhangjia Commune? Whenever he ploughed the fields and raked, Lao Zhangtou became one of the most respected people in the Zhangjia Commune, because there were several other cows in the commune.
Year after year, the buffalo gets old.
In the past, she was still young and was reluctant to breed, because that would delay a lot of farm work.
The legs and feet of the old Zhang Tou became more and more unstable, and the buffalo went to the hillside to graze on its own every day with a big belly. In the evening, she went home on her own.
One night, however, until late at night, the old buffalo did not return.
He called a few times in front of the door, but didn't hear the "moo" she often responded to.
At this time, the old couple panicked, and shouted at the door to a few sons and sons-in-law, and everyone went to find the cow together.
On the hillside, there were large blood stains, as well as a few bullet casings left at the scene.
The eldest grandson, Zhang Afeng, is the captain of the militia, although he has never been a soldier, he usually goes to the armed forces department for target training during his leisure time, and the armed police have specially trained him in relevant knowledge. He held it in his hand and observed it for a long time, confirming that it was the bullet casing of the army's standard weapon.
Lao Zhangtou was stunned, so he called Mi'er immediately. When Zhang Yaowu heard this, he was so angry that one Buddha was born and the second Buddha ascended to heaven, and he went straight to the garrison with the people from the Public Security Bureau.
When they entered, they saw the old buffalo, who was already in her dying years. Tears bigger than soybeans silently came out of the old eyes. Beside her, a newborn calf also silently watched her cry.
A person who claimed to be the political commissar of the mountain brigade named Mei Xiaolin was angry and scolding, and the two sides almost fought at that time.
The old buffalo pulled back, and her meat was eaten by the villagers. Little Cow, Mrs. Zhang fed porridge and saccharin every day, and finally survived. But the veterinarian said that the cow was like a human, without breast milk, congenitally stunted, and could not do heavy work in the future.
This matter dragged on like this, knowing the arrival of Wushan. On that piece of paper, it was written: The person who came has full authority to deal with it.
Mei Xiaolin? Wu Shan's head buzzed, it was someone from the Jingshi Mei family.
This person didn't have much brilliance in later life, if it weren't for his nephew Mei Yong, who had an accident, Wushan wouldn't know this person at all, and his name was also found in Du Niang.
"The phone here can be used for long distances, right?" Wu Shan sighed and drank all the wine in his cup.
"Yes, no problem, you can fight anywhere in China." Zhang Yaowu was excited, it seemed that Wushan really didn't know. But since he's going to call, the matter should be resolved satisfactorily.
It's not that the program-controlled phone is really inconvenient, the phone has to be transferred to the region, if the answering party's phone is busy, or the regional switchboard turns a long-distance call to Huacheng, you can only wait until someone else finishes calling.
"Uncle Xu, I'm Wushan." Wu Shan picked up the phone and spoke.
"It's Comrade Wushan, the commander is talking to Jingshi on the phone. How do you use the civil line? "The call was answered by Xu Shiyou's guard Gu Mingzhen.
As the commander of the military district, he had a guard company. For example, Jing Dalin is the company commander of his guard company. And the people he calls at any time are not necessarily the commanders of the guard company. Guming Town, just an ordinary guard. But if you can get the old man's appreciation, the future is naturally bright.
"Xiaoshanzi, are you willing to call your Uncle Xu?" Old Man Xu picked up the microphone and began to tease: "You kid is very fierce, haha Punching and kicking the deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee in the office of the director of the Public Security Bureau, you kid is the only one in China. β
Uncle Xu laughed. Wu Shan's face was a little feverish.
"Okay, I heard that you weren't wronged, so I'm relieved." The old man complained: "Old man Mei has to stuff his son into the army, this is good, leading people to fight, and you have to wipe your ass." You say, can Lao Tzu, who has no responsibility, still want it? I was arguing on the phone just now. β
"What?" Wu Shan was startled, and his voice shook Old Xu over there to numb his ears: "Uncle Xu, he's lying!" β
He told Xu Shiyou everything he had just heard, 1510.
"Spicy next door!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he snapped and hung up.
Wu Shan stared at the microphone with a beeping sound in a daze.
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