Chapter 374 to be returned!

Qi Jiaojiao is just a small episode this summer, for the Gu couple, the two of them are now busy with how to build a new type of countryside.

Originally, this was a great thing to benefit the people and benefit the people, and the policy given by the top was good, and Gu Zhicheng used up his network. But the endless contradictions among the people also made these two people speechless.

In mid-July, the weather was already starting to get hot, and although it was not yet dog days, there were few people walking on the road in Yangzhuang at noon.

A tractor pulling watermelons drove from south to north, and somehow overturned at the corner of Xixiakan leading to the provincial road.

Luckily, this year is a bit dry and the water is very shallow from the shore. The car overturned was not serious, and the old man who sold watermelons and his son did not say that they were seriously injured.

The watermelons on the tractor were thrown everywhere, and about a third of the watermelons were smashed. The people living in Xixiakan gathered around to watch the excitement, and the kind men rescued the people and studied how to drag the tractor that had overturned into the ditch to find the car.

Then I don't know who got up and went to get the watermelon that was broken but didn't affect the consumption. Not only did he take a pair of "I can't sell it anyway." ”

There is this beginning, and naturally there is a flock to the end, and there are people who get watermelons while running home on bicycles while not forgetting to promote it to the villagers. Then the people who didn't know the truth flocked to it, and if there was no broken watermelon, it wouldn't be a loss.

"Whoever brought a big watermelon home to eat, I didn't take advantage of him, and I suffered a loss." There are many people who have such thoughts, and it didn't take long for the watermelons to be looted and ransacked.

Only the boss who wanted to cry without tears was left, and there was a watermelon that was trampled on. Red watermelons were all over the ground, slimy and trampled under their feet. The swarming flies were nailed to it, and by the time Gu Zhicheng arrived, there was already a stench of deterioration.

When the watermelon boss saw Gu Zhicheng, he pulled him angrily and helplessly begged Gu Zhicheng to help him find the person who grabbed the watermelon: "This cart of watermelon is the first crop I have worked hard to grow, and I am reluctant to eat it myself." I was supposed to break half a car, but I can still sell half a car. I don't care if I sell it for 180 yuan, but if you look at it, people will rob it. ”

The old farmer snorted and cried, crying made people feel uncomfortable. His son stood there angrily and scolded the street, making Gu Zhicheng blush even more than one another.

The two of them begged Gu Zhicheng to lead them to ask for money from door to door, and Gu Zhicheng was not stupid, and it was impossible to do such an unflattering thing that offended people. After thinking about it, he said to the two: "This matter can be solved, we have a police station here." They know about it when you lose it, and there are eyewitnesses. You can see how the police do it. ”

Zhang Cuilian didn't expect Gu Zhicheng to also use the trick of transferring flowers and trees, and put the responsibility on the police. But he can't escape it himself, after all, he is still the "village party secretary" of Yangzhuang.

Gu Zhicheng looked at the tractor that had not yet been pulled up, thought for a while and comforted: "That's all outside the body, it's a good thing that nothing happens to your life." Let's not talk about this ruined wealth and avoid disasters, let's talk about how to get your car up first. You can't call someone from home to pull it for you! ”

With Gu Zhicheng, he is naturally more appealing than him, a foreigner. Immediately, many men were called over, some were driving tricycles in front, and some were pushing hard behind. Finally, the old farmer's tractor was brought up, but fortunately, the tractor only rubbed off a little paint and it was not a big deal.

The tractor dragged it up, but it still couldn't change the sadness of the watermelon being robbed. The old farmer said pitifully: "You can buy a watermelon for a dime, so I can give me two dollars to make my heart happy." ”

Gu Zhicheng had no choice, so he walked aside with the director of the police station to discuss: "What do you say about this?" ”

The director of the police station is also Yang Zhuang's own family, so he naturally understands that this matter is not to be held accountable to the public. You can't set a model and openly bully others. But you can't come out with a dozen or twenty people to confess, and no one can prove that the watermelon was robbed. There are also watermelons sold in this village, and people say that they buy them somewhere else, what can you do?

Seeing that Director Yang was silent, Gu Zhicheng also knew that this matter was really difficult to do. The two big men stood at each other, very embarrassed. The old farmer cried anxiously, and he was somewhat desperate about this matter. His losses were so great that even dragging the tractor up could not let him go.

Zhang Cuilian persuaded the father and son on the side to try their best to lead the topic to avoid disasters. "You said that these watermelons are indeed quite expensive, and 1,800 is a lot of money for anyone. Is this a natural disaster or a **? No one expected this car accident, and there will be no one in our village for three or five years. It can be seen that you are destined to do this, and you will have to have this catastrophe. ”

Hearing her say this, the old farmer raised his head and asked in disbelief: "What, you still count?" ”

Zhang Cuilian shook her head: "That's not it, it's just that the old saying is good." Blessings and disasters are not a single line, you see that you are two obstacles. First, the car overturned, and then the watermelon was gone, do you want to think that the watermelon is not without you, how can you break this wealth? ”

The old man understood a little and some didn't understand, and he felt that there was an idea in his heart that was about to come out. Zhang Cuilian said with a smile: "Think about it, all Zhuangzi heard such a big movement. What's wrong with the watermelons, you two are stunned to scratch a little skin. ”

Gu Zhicheng nodded and walked over and responded: "That's it, it's normal for such a big thing to have a fracture or something." When I arrived, I called the people at the health center, but I didn't expect you to be fine. ”

Zhang Cuilian sighed and said: "If something happens here, won't there be 18,000 people who can come out of the hospital." Not to mention your own sin, your family is also on fire, who has the time to look at the watermelons in your field? ”

The old farmer's son was not angry: "That being said, of course you are looking to the people in your own village. ”

Gu Zhicheng looked at Zhang Cuilian and shook his head, signaling her to stop talking. He stepped forward and apologized: "I also feel ashamed that this happened." But how do you go door-to-door to get rancid watermelons? Who can prove that this watermelon is your family, if you want to say that there are varieties in our village, there are also watermelons that are sold. Besides, if the three families and five families are strong, let's take the police in and hold it down. This half of the Zhuangzi has come out, what do you want me to do? ”

When the old peasant heard this, he sat on the ground and cried, howling heartbreakingly. Gu Zhicheng had no choice, frowned and said softly: "Okay, okay, I have a way to reduce the loss." But it's just a drop in the bucket, depending on whether you are willing to cooperate. ”

Not to mention that the old farmer was curious, even Zhang Cuilian and Director Yang's eyes were also round. Gu Zhicheng turned around and said to Song Lei, who was standing next to him to help clean up the scene: "Leizi, you go home and find me a cardboard box." ”

Then he said to the crowd: "I will lead him to collect donations from house to house!" ”

Zhang Cuilian's eyes lit up, this is indeed a good way. Some people donate if they want to, and some people don't participate if they don't want to participate. If you eat other people's watermelons, you can symbolically give three cents and two cents. It's better than a chicken-headed white-faced person who goes to ask for watermelon money, and it looks much better.

It turns out that you always have to pay it back.

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