Chapter 30: Meng He's Growth
The weather is really nice today.
Here, except for sandstorms, the weather is always good.
It is reassuring to know that there is no dew in the morning.
"Lao Wang, let's separate here." Wu Shan and Zhao Mingshan had just come out of breakfast at Fu Chunni's restaurant.
"Okay!" Wang Jiashan wanted to pat this tall young man's shoulder every time, and always patted it on his arm, and this time was no exception.
"That's right," just about to close the car door, Wu Shan said to the head of the Wang regiment who was waving: "Old Wang, we are very irregular here." Next, I want to bring the bank and the police station to your side. β
Wang Jiashan is not as rugged as it seems, and he knows what that means.
Since he has embarked on a different path from the general group, there is only one way to go dark.
He gritted his teeth: "Good! Secretary Wu, the people you sent can come over at any time, and I will ask them to clean up the house. β
Xiazigai Commune, both in the past and now, is the largest Han commune in Hefeng County.
Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the biggest official who has ever produced here is Zhang Hongjun, the former deputy secretary of the Hefeng County Party Committee.
However, this official is not a pride for the Shazigai people.
When he was in office, his younger brother Zhang Shaohua was the secretary here, and although the two brothers couldn't cover the sky with one hand, they were not far apart.
The nightmare finally passed, and two peanuts outside Hefeng County ended the sinful life of the two brothers.
The Zhang family is embarrassed to continue to survive here. Zhang's father applied for immigration and went to Indochina.
A new secretary has taken office, and although he is a Mongolian, he looks more like a Han Chinese.
Han compatriots who have migrated from the interior in recent years, when something happened to them. The government will be found as soon as possible. Because of the government's inaction when Zhang Shaohua was there, the work was a mess, which made them lose confidence.
In many cases, it's not that the above policies are bad.
The people at the helm of every country, and the groups of policymakers and lawmakers, want to make the lives of ordinary people better.
The key is that the following executors, all the policies, are conveyed through their mouths.
Hence the selection of grassroots officials. is a top priority.
Meng He has been in office for more than 10 days.
When I first came to Xiazigai, I had nothing to do all day.
The members are all watching.
We often say: the eyes of the masses are bright.
That's not bad at all.
Those policies and the international situation are too far away from the lives of our people.
Let's talk about something practical, such as how to help farmers generate income. Helping everyone live a good life is what everyone is most concerned about.
Don't look at Meng He has no work experience. There's a tenacity in his character.
You're not coming, are you? Then I'll go down.
A visit from a production team to a production team. One by one, they went to chat.
The work at the grassroots level is these concrete things.
The human heart is made of flesh.
Seeing the once high-ranking commune secretary, he went door to door.
Every time, I was asked about the point.
Shazigai Commune, big as it is, drives a car. I still need to run for more than an hour.
If you say it's small, it's small, and if you go to a production team, the next day the whole team basically knows.
The hearts of the villagers are quietly changing, and they no longer resist the new secretary of the commune.
At least now on the road. Greet each other from afar, and twist your head to the side immediately when you meet like before.
In the past, Secretary Meng, who had fine skin and tender meat, was tanned.
He felt tired and at the same time full.
He wanted to sleep in the morning.
Early in the morning, there was a knock on the door: "Secretary Meng, Secretary Meng!" There's a fight outside! β
Nima, Meng He was unhappy, but he still put on his clothes with his hands and feet.
Opening the door barefoot, he touched the corner of his eye: "Xiao Qi, who is fighting?" What about the people at the police station? β
"Zhao Laosan and Gu Lezi of the Wendong Brigade ran to the commune early in the morning to quarrel, and the people from the police station had already called over." The buttons of Qi Xiangdong's shirt were buttoned randomly, and it seemed that he was also woken up.
"Okay, let's go, let's go see." Putting on his sandals, Meng He strode out.
The commune of Shazigai also has a two-story building for the government.
Everywhere else, it's all low bungalows.
This is an architectural feature of all parts of the province today.
On the second floor, there is the place and bedroom of the government office, and below is the faΓ§ade and bedroom of the supply and marketing cooperative.
There are no streets, just a few peasant families next to the commune doing business.
A Uighur Papa, Bayin, sells naan cakes, and it is said that the pit has been in the pit for several years.
When Meng and them passed by, Bayin was diligently preparing today's naan in the naan pit.
"Freshly baked hot naan," seeing someone coming, Daddy Bayin didn't raise his head to sell.
"Daddy Bayin, I'll have three naan." Meng He asked Qi Xiangdong: "You haven't had breakfast yet, have you?" β
"No, I was woken up early in the morning." Qi Wenwen shook his head embarrassedly.
"Exactly, I'll eat two, you one. Come on, Daddy, a dime and a half. Meng He took the hot naan, so hot that he almost threw it on the ground.
Qi Xiangdong was eating and laughing on the side.
Meng He glanced sideways: "What are you laughing at, buckle your buttons." β
In front, there was a halal restaurant, and the owner greeted him warmly: "Secretary Meng, are you still two bowls of mutton soup today?" Seeing the naan in his hand: "Do you still want staple food?" β
"No, Uncle Helian, I'll go to the police station to do something, and I'll come back to eat." Meng He didn't look back, chewing naan as he walked.
Qi Wenwen mixed a naan cake and went back to the office.
The two are about the same age, but Meng He's salary is more than 50 yuan, and Qi Xiangdong only has more than 10 yuan a month, and he has to leave some for his family. Secretary Meng didn't care either, and always helped out.
Further on, the farm machinery station has not yet opened.
At the end of the agricultural machinery station is the Xiazigai police station.
Speaking of police stations, there are only three public security.
Qiu Renshan, who is older, is called the director by everyone.
After going back and forth, he didn't bother to correct it, but agreed with peace of mind.
At this moment, Director Qiu was furious. Inside, he slapped the table: "Do you two know what you did this morning?" Running to the commune early in the morning to fight, that is to storm the government. Good guys, if you want to leave the past behind, it is the current counter-revolution. β
"Director Qiu, don't button your hat indiscriminately. It's been four years since the special period, and now it's not about it. A voice came out of nowhere.
"Zhao Laosan, it's against you!" Lao Qiu was angry, and his nose became more and more red: "If I don't wear this skin, I will whip you to death if I raise my big ears and scrape." Do you know who our secretary is? He used to serve Secretary Wu. Who is Secretary Wu? That's the person who shot Zhang Hongjun and Zhang Shaohua. Be careful of being shot! β
"My surname is Zhao, one does not steal, two does not rob, and three does not oppose the Communist Party. Why did you shoot me?" Zhao Laosan was not convinced: "The second boy of our family does not agree to marry the ancient leper family now, and he will not return the bride price." β
An ancient leper, with no hair on his head, and he is not good at words. He is a well-known honest man in the Wendong Brigade.
"You talk nonsense!" Gu Lezi's eyes were red: "My daughter is a talent, why do you want to quit your family?" Last night. You brought your children with you. That's a good thing to say at the time. Army Day got married, and it came again early in the morning. β
"Gu leper, you really don't know what happened to your daughter?" Zhao Laosan was stunned for a long time and asked with a gloomy face.
"Alright! Lao Qiu, thank you for your hard work! Meng He walked in at this time: "If you really fight, it won't be a crime to arrest you." Walk. Follow me to the office and talk. β
He had only finished eating one of his naan, and as he spoke, he took a bite on the other.
"The secretary is here? Have a seat. Lao Qiu saw Meng He and changed his smiling face: "The ancient leper is a real person, Zhao Laosan." That's too good to say. Secretary, why don't I follow? β
"No," Meng He waved his hand: "Bring me herbal tea, I'm a little thirsty." β
"What's wrong, Master Xiang's illness hasn't healed yet?" Qiu Renshan handed over the teacup: "Why don't I help the commune hire a cook?" My eldest sister, my wife's eldest cousin, is fifty-six this year, has just retired, and has nothing to do at home. The meals she cooked, hey, were so delicious. β
"Forget it," Meng He took the tea and poured it violently: "The results of the examination haven't come down yet." If it's tuberculosis, it's an infectious disease and needs to be replaced. It's just a worry for now. β
"That's right, secretary, I'll tell you." Qiu Renshan pretended to be mysterious: "Master Xiang used to work in a coal mine. It is said that people who dig coal inhale coal ash for a long time, which is called silicosis. β
Now, the two fellows who ran to the township government early in the morning were thrown aside.
"Well, I know what to do." Meng He was a little annoyed, and his lazy sleep this morning was in vain: "Two, do you need me to send a sedan chair to pick you up?" Let's go. β
The two old farmers who used to come and go from their in-laws followed behind them in a muffled voice.
Passing by Helian's restaurant, Meng He shouted: "Uncle Helian, come to four bowls of mutton soup and bring them to my office." β
He turned around and asked the two old farmers, "What staple food do you two want to eat?" Order it yourself! β
Who was the secretary of the Commune? It was a working comrade with four pockets in his jacket.
Once upon a time, state cadres also invited the people to dinner?
"No, no, secretary, we're not hungry, let's go home and eat." The two were busy refusing.
"Alright, don't be polite to me. How old are they? At first, I thought you were fighting. Meng He instructed: "Uncle Helian, bring three more drawers of roasted wheat and send them over together." β
"Secretary Meng, how can you be embarrassed? I'm not really hungry yet. The ancient leper rubbed his hands behind him.
"Oh, you two are polite to me." Secretary Meng said hatefully: "No matter what happens, go to my office and make it clear." Both of them were older than my father, and their combined age was over one hundred and ten years old. At such an age, you're still quarrelling, are you embarrassed? β
Uncle Helian's movements were very fast, they went to the office with their front feet, and came over with food boxes on their back feet.
Qi Xiangdong followed up behind him: "Secretary, and mine?" β
"Well, bring yourself a bowl of mutton soup and take half a drawer of roasted wheat to the duty room to eat." Meng He took out five yuan from his desk and handed it to Uncle Helian.
"Secretary, if you don't want so much, it's more than a dollar in total." He Lian said and took the banknote: "I'll ask my family to send me change later." β
"No, you go get busy first, Uncle Helian. Anyway, I have to eat every day these days, and when it's not enough, you can greet me again. Meng He took out half a drawer of roasted wheat with a plate and waved his hand.
The two went out of the office, and He Lian also helped Xiao Qi pack the food in the food box and bring it over.
"Eat." Meng He took out three pairs of chopsticks from the drawer: "Lei doesn't beat the eaters, if there is anything, let's talk about it after eating." β
He was the first to eat it, and he always felt that something was wrong.
A pat on the back of the head: "Oh mom, I forgot to wash!" β
He quickly ran back to the next bedroom to wash up, and when he came back, he saw the two of them silently eating what they were doing, and no one paid attention to anyone.
Although he only followed Wushan for a day or two, Meng He's eating speed has greatly improved.
The two old men hadn't finished eating, and in front of him was half a naan, half a drawer of roasted wheat and a bowl of mutton soup. It's all in the stomach.
Shu comfortably burped, took the snow lotus cigarette out of the drawer, and the two of them finished eating.
The old leper was busy cleaning up and going to wash the dishes.
"Put it there, Uncle Gu. Someone came to collect it. Meng He threw the cigarette on the table: "You have to smoke and take it yourself." β
"I have this." The ancient leper said, taking out the tobacco from his pocket. Wrap yourself up.
Zhao Laosan was unceremoniously. Pulled one out of it.
"Is there something that can't be solved in the brigade? Do you have to come to the Commune? When Secretary Meng spoke, he tried his best to imitate the charm of Wushan: "Since you are here, make things clear, don't bring the problem back." From now on, I would like to say a word to the members of the brigade. Don't run to the commune if you don't have anything to do, and if you come again, we still have to go back and let the brigade deal with it. β
"Secretary Meng, our Wendong Brigade has no leader now." Zhao Laosan smiled bitterly: "The former brigade secretary and captain Zhang Shaoqing, because of Zhang Hongjun's affairs." No more. β
"And this?" Meng He frowned: "What's the matter with this Zhang Shaoqing?" β
"Hey, Zhang Shaoqing is still the benefactor of Zhang Hongjun and Zhang Shaohua, and their uncle and brother." Zhao Laosan is very talkative, and he is always speaking: "He has always been the secretary and captain of our brigade there." Back then, he was the one who recommended the two brothers, who knew that they turned their faces and didn't recognize people, and they didn't say hello when they looked at them later. β
"In this way, you will let Zhang Shaoqing come back and come." Meng He lit his own cigarette and threw the match on the table. "Let's talk about it, I just saw the two of you at the police station looking like you want to say nothing."
The environment can be very changeable.
When he was a secretary, he was cautious and never smoked or drank in front of the leader.
After three and a half days, I threw away cigarettes when I met people.
In the commune of Shazigai, he was the largest.
After so many years of secretarial career, Meng He has learned to be low-key and humble.
I was also irritable in my heart, and the brigade below was paralyzed a lot, and even the public security of the police station was arrested several times.
"Alas, secretary, their family is a little fragrant, with a thoughtful appearance and diligent hands and feet." Zhao Laosan struck three matches in a row before lighting them, and took a sharp breath: "The point is, alas." β
As he spoke, he kept shaking his head there.
"Zhao Laosan, if you don't say one, two, three in front of Secretary Meng today, I will fight with you for one life!" The ancient leper finally wrapped the tobacco in newspaper and smoked it with a click.
"Old Gu, you really don't know the way?" Zhao Laosan was incredulous.
"What do I know?" Gu Lezi had a stalk on his neck: "You were going to withdraw from your relatives last night, didn't the second boy hug and cry with my daughter, did you say yes or not?" β
"That time, alas!" Zhao Laosan wanted to speak and stopped.
"Why are you so inky, let's say, mother-in-law." Meng He dusted off his cigarette ashes.
"Not long ago, Zhang Shaohua ripped off Xiaoxiang's pants, she struggled hard, and ran to our house in her pants." Zhao Laosan thumped his thigh: "Many people saw it that time." β
"Huh?" The ancient leper was taken aback: "What you said is true?" β
Seeing that Zhao Laosan didn't seem to be a fake, he gritted his teeth: "This stupid child, mom is gone, and she won't tell me when she goes home." Okay, I'll return your bride price when I get home. β
As he spoke, he was about to walk out the door.
"Xiaoxiang is a good girl, let's get married as usual." A man walked in: "Can I be a witness when they get married?" (To be continued......)