The wind was bitterly cold, and armed pickets escorted the condemned prisoners into the room slowly.

In just a few days, Changchang Hu's gray hair has turned completely white, and the messy and thin strands of hair flutter in front of his forehead.

"You who reported the advanced workers in the first quarter, Secretary Bao has already approved it...... "Director Hu, ah, no, now Director Hu is looking at the crowd and muttering.

Tu Ziqiang was silent, his eyes staring at Xu Hongbing, who had already entered.

Behind him stood Shui Artesian, Luo Shibin, and Cai Xiaoguang......

There is also the big-headed Zhou Bingkun.

Zhou Bingkun was pulled by Cai Xiaoguang, with a reluctant face, and he was wearing a cotton hat on his head that was obviously two sizes smaller than his brain.

Xu Hongbing was bareheaded, with a straight face, dressed in old clothes, and in front of him was a new Hu Dawei.

"Your family didn't send you new clothes?" The picket who verified his true identity frowned, Xu Hongbing shook his head slowly, and his eyes searched the crowd of spectators until he saw Tu Ziqiang.

"At least a hat ......," the picket looked around, "is your family here?" ”

Xu Hongbing shook his head slowly, his eyes still on Tu Ziqiang.

"This has a hat......" Tu Ziqiang shouted, and the picket looked at him and nodded.

Tu Ziqiang took off Zhou Bingkun's hat and trotted towards Xu Hongbing.

"Brother Qiangzi! My hat! My hat! Zhou Bingkun stretched out his hand and shouted, and the picket frowned and wanted to speak.

"I'll make one for you later! This one is too small! Tu Ziqiang didn't reply, carrying Zhou Bingkun's biggest hat on the market.

"Brother Xiaoguang......" Zhou looked at Cai Xiaoguang with an aggrieved expression.

"Shh Cai Xiaoguang looked at Zhou Bingkun's big head, which could almost cover his shoulders, and forced a smile.

The picket frowned, looked at Zhou Bingkun's head, looked at the hat, and smiled......

"What's the relationship?" Picket asked.

"My father's old colleague ......," Tu Ziqiang replied.

The picket nodded slightly.

"Little Hadron thank you!" Xu Hongbing thanked him first and then bowed his head, and Tu Ziqiang put a hat on him.

The hat was too big, and it was very natural to slip down and hang on his nose and snap his eyes......

Tu Ziqiang helped him tidy up again.

"Uncle, uncle......" Hu Dawei on the side shouted at Director Hu with a crying voice, and the latter nodded again and again with tears in his eyes, unable to say the whole sentence......

"I nominated you to be the deputy director of the sawmill, Secretary Bao did not object or approve of it......" Director Hu couldn't bear to look at Hu Dawei, who was weak all over his body and could only be dragged away on the picket arm, and turned his head to look at Tu Ziqiang, who had just returned, and said.

"Huh?" Tu Ziqiang turned his head to look at Director Hu, "I'm not suitable, right?" How long have I been in the factory? And it's just been an exception for early grading......"

"With Xu Hongbing's letter," Director Hu looked indifferently at Xu Hongbing queuing in the distance, "Secretary Bao's application for posthumous recognition of your father's martyr in the factory has been signed, and now it's almost on Director Zhou's desk......"

Tu Ziqiang was silent, and his gaze turned back to Xu Hongbing, who had been looking at him and smiling.

Bang!

Hu Dawei was done, and Director Hu was trembling.

Xu Hongbing took one last look at Tu Ziqiang, walked to his position with his head held high, lowered his head and knelt down.

"He didn't think he had done anything wrong from beginning to end...... Director Hu let out a long sigh and looked at Xu Hongbing.

"Next month, the workers' food subsidy will be another five catties...... Director Hu patted Tu Ziqiang's shoulder, shook his head, turned around and staggered away.

Bang!

Tu Ziqiang looked at the biggest hat that flew far away with a complicated expression......

"Hat, my hat ......" Zhou Bingkun, who was pale, didn't faint this time, looking at his hat and babbling.

"Let's go......" Shui Ziliu pursed his lips and pulled Tu Ziqiang, who was still in a daze.

"Ah~ah!" Cai Xiaoguang, who saw the world for the first time, calmed down and pulled Zhou Bingkun, who was still complaining, "I said that it was made for you, look at your little interest!" ”

The stupid dog Zhou Bingkun glanced at Cai Xiaoguang sadly, and secretly rolled his eyes at Tu Ziqiang.

"It's over, let's go......" Luo Shibin's face was flushed with excitement, and he clicked his mouth.

Director Su was transferred, Director Hu was demoted, Xu Hongbing was targeted, and Secretary Bao took back control of the Red Star Factory.

Since Secretary Bao made it clear that Tu Ziqiang supported Tu Ziqiang, Tu Ziqiang naturally did not have to hide it.

He returned from the execution ground and went directly to Secretary Bao's office.

The little clerk outside the door was still the same as before, but his expression was completely different.

"That's what Hu Maocai and Xu Hongbing said?" Secretary Bao groaned with a cigarette between his fingers, and the heat of the water in the cup wafted and curled.

Tu Ziqiang bowed his head silently.

"Is there a difference between satisfying oneself in the interests of the factory and satisfying the workers in the factory by harming the interests of the country?" Secretary Bao dusted off his cigarette ash and asked lightly.

"Secretary Bao, I didn't say that what they did was right......" Tu Ziqiang looked at Secretary Bao sincerely, "It's just that the five catties of food subsidy is really not enough, not to mention heavy physical labor, even civilian personnel are not enough......"

Secretary Bao frowned and pursed his lips, and the cigarette butt between his fingers was smoking.

"The comrades' families have five or six people, not to mention many families of seven or eight......" Tu Ziqiang counted with his fingers.

"That can't harm the country to satisfy selfish desires!" Secretary Bao slapped the table, the cigarette butt flew out with a whirl, and the water cup was shaken......

Tu Ziqiang got up silently, picked up a rag and wiped the water stains on the table......

"However, there is really not enough food to eat, especially comrades who work hard," Secretary Bao sighed, "Comrades who are engaged in heavy physical labor will have accidents if they don't have enough to eat!" ”

Tu Ziqiang sat down silently.

"Call on party members and cadres to donate food, and subsidize the comrades who work hard......" Secretary Bao raised his head and looked at Tu Ziqiang, "I will take the lead and donate fifty catties every month!" ”

"Secretary Bao, the party members and cadres are not all as light as you," Tu Ziqiang licked his lips, "Our Red Star Factory, there are nearly 2,000 heavy manual laborers......

"I know it's a drop in the bucket," Secretary Bao said with a sigh, "but now the country is in such a situation......

Tu Ziqiang lowered his head and thought about something.

"Hu Maocai's approach, it seems that the workers of the Red Star Factory have benefited, but what about outside the Red Star Factory?" Secretary Bao said bitterly, his gray hair trembling slightly, "Outside the Red Star Factory, it's not Chinese?" Not our comrades anymore? ”

Tu Ziqiang slowly looked up at the impassioned Secretary Bao.

"They deserve to starve?" Secretary Bao slapped the table, "What bullshit logic!" ”

"The difficulties are temporary, the future is bright!" Secretary Bao sighed, "Isn't it much better now than in previous years?" ”

Tu Ziqiang pursed his lips and did not pick up the stubble.

"Not only the masses, but also us, the whole country is not in this situation? Leaders are also cutting back on food and clothing, and we are an exception? Not really? Overcome, overcome......" Secretary Bao pursed his lips and picked up the teacup.

"Good ......" Tu Ziqiang got up and prepared to leave.

"That's right," Secretary Bao put down the teacup, "Your deputy director of the agency workshop will be announced next Monday, Hu Maocai is now ......."

Tu Ziqiang smacked his eyes.

"Good job! You have to take down the burden of the sawmill......" Secretary Bao replied with a smile.

"Uncle Bao, then I still have an idea......" Tu Ziqiang sat down again, and Secretary Bao was stunned.