Chapter 117: I'm a militia, I'm an adult

The interrogation of Wang Weihai was busy for most of the night, and Li Fang saw that the time was almost up, so he asked Zhang Baowu to continue to star.

Because he had to go back and wash the pictures.

It will be used as evidence when the case is reported tomorrow.

To say that this photo washing is also a technical job.

However, Li is no stranger to putting down, after all, he used to be a film camera enthusiast, and he has played with old cameras a lot.

The materials for washing the film were still "bought" from Cheng Xiaolin.

said that it was to buy, but Cheng Xiaolin was unwilling to accept money from him, so she simply agreed to exchange it for three meals.

In the second half of the night, Li finished working on these things and got the photos that were dried, and it was already dawn.

He yawned.

Fortunately, I am young now, otherwise I would not have been able to hold on.

After taking the photo, Li Fang went out.

At the gate of the courtyard, Xu Damao stood there and saw Li Fang hurriedly greeted him.

Li Fang greeted him: "Brother Da Mao." ”

Xu Damao looked at Li Fang's dark circles, and Xu was a little embarrassed.

He took out the breakfast he had prepared from his hand

"I'm really bothering you."

As he spoke, he put his things in the car with his luggage.

Li Fang didn't refuse, and smiled: "Let's go to the factory together, I tried everything I gave Wang Weihai last night, and this matter should be fine." ”

Xu Damao listened to Li Fang's words, and couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"That's good, that's good."

As Li Fang said, Wang Weihai's matter is a foregone conclusion.

In the morning, after Yang Chunwen came, he heard about it, and he interrogated Wang Weihai again.

As a result, Wang Weihai's little came out.

The security department, and even the people who go to work in the morning, everyone knows it.

As a result, this matter became the latest gossip in the rolling mill.

There is one more thing for the workers to talk about after dinner.

Especially after Ding Meilan's husband learned about this, he was angry and had a heart attack.

It was rumored that this person was ineffective after his death.

Things fermented further.

Seeing this, the factory leaders were afraid of causing a bad impact, so they strictly forbade everyone to talk about this matter again.

And the main culprits of this incident, Wang Weihai and Ding Meilan, said that they must be severely punished and correct the atmosphere.

So, soon, the two were transferred to the police.

Under Xu Damao's "Little Yellow Fish" offensive, Li Huaide quickly brought him into his command.

After all, the Propaganda Section cannot be without a "deputy section chief" for a day.

Soon, at a meeting that was not big or small, Comrade Xu Damao finally completed his small goal.

Accepted the appointment of the factory and became the deputy chief of the propaganda section.

On that day, some people said that Deputy Section Chief Xu's chickens walked with their chests up and their heads up, and their crows were louder.

Li Fang proved that this is definitely not a rumor.

Because he remembered that day he and Xu Damao were together after work.

Xu Damao specially shook the door of every household in the courtyard.

I'm afraid that others won't know that he is now the deputy head of the Propaganda Section.

provoked the stupid pillar to look at it unaccustomedly, scolded his grandson thief angrily, and almost destroyed Xu Damao with one punch.

And the official fans in the courtyard are in the bangs, flattering on the surface, not to mention how sour they are in the bottom of their hearts.

This is true for outsiders, and it is also true for insiders.

Li Fang looked at the appearance of Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e, and knew that the fight between the two was over, and this time it should be reconciled.

There are so many things in the world.

At night, Li Fang looked at the two fresh, shiny little yellow croakers he hid under his pillow.

Xu Damao is a talent.

Li Fang, like Li Huaide, the deputy director of the rolling mill a few days ago, sighed silently.

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After Wang Weihai's affair was over, Li Fang devoted all his energy to dealing with Zhang Baowu.

After all, he always felt that Zhang Baowu couldn't hold it back.

It's also a psychological war.

Li Fang understood that the more this time, the more stable he had to be.

In the past few days, Pei Lin, Zhang Hu, and Huang Weidong have run to several nearby villages in the name of training as Li Fang said.

Limited leads were obtained.

This made Li Fang wonder if it was possible that this group of people disappeared out of thin air.

But he didn't give up, and planned to follow him to find out the situation.

The place I went to was called Wangjiazhuang, the village was not big, and there were not many people.

When Li let them arrive, the village militia was already waiting.

"This is Deputy Section Chief Li of our Security Section."

Pei Lin introduced.

The militia on the opposite side was in his twenties, carrying rifles and patches on his clothes.

Only a pair of green military galoshes, the new one is out of place.

The military shoes are the 65-style liberation shoes, which are similar to the styles that are still circulating in later generations.

Compared with the cheapness of later generations, this thing is tantamount to a treasure for ordinary rural people in these years.

"Hello, Deputy Section Chief Li. I am Wang Liubao, a militiaman from Wangjiazhuang. ”

Wang Liubao is not very old, and he still has two dimples on his face when he laughs.

Li Fang shook his hand.

"I've been bothering you these days." Li Fang said politely.

Wang Liubao is not very old, but he speaks without ambiguity.

"What do you say, Brother Pei Lin, they have taught us a lot of things, and besides, they don't even eat the food prepared in the village, so they have to bring their own dry food."

"It is worthy of being a big factory, and this comrade's consciousness is really high."

Wang Liubao gave a thumbs up.

Pei Lin smiled when he heard Wang Liubao's praise.

"Section chief, this Comrade Liubao is also a powerful person, and the grenade is extremely accurate."

Li Fang watched the two boast to each other, didn't speak, and smiled.

Then he said to Wang Liubao: "Comrade Wang, you and Pei Lin continue your training, and I came to see it today." ”

Wang Liubao listened to Li Fang's words and breathed a sigh of relief.

Don't look at him talking in a set.

But after all, Li Fang is the leader of the security department of the rolling mill, although he is about the same age, but getting along with Li Fang is not as comfortable as getting along with Pei Lin and them.

So, Wang Liubao smiled, beckoned the militia around him and said, "Then let the dog accompany you around." ”

Seeing this, Li Fang nodded as a tacit acquiescence.

That Wang Gouzi was younger than Wang Liubao, and Li Fang was about fifteen years old.

The patches on the body were layered on top of each other.

The shoes on the feet are almost broken.

However, he still has a rifle on his back, and he looks quite vigorous.

The two walked one after the other.

Li Fang looked at Wang Gouzi and asked, "Comrade Wang, are all people in your village surnamed Wang?" ”

Wang Gouzi scratched his head, nodded a little stiffly and said, "Yes, I heard my grandfather say that there were people with foreign surnames in the past, but later there was a war, and they all left." ”

Li Fang nodded.

Since they are all from their own clan, it means that as long as there are outsiders in the village, it must be known to everyone, and it is easy to inquire about some news with Wang Gouzi.

So, Li Fang habitually took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and he was about to hand one to Wang Gouzi.

But when he turned his head and saw Wang Gouzi's immature face, he hesitated for a moment, but he still put it away.

"I, I don't smoke."

Wang Gouzi looked at Li Fang's movements and said honestly.

Li Fang smiled.

"I don't smoke either."

He turned to his pocket and pulled out the toffee he hadn't eaten from the previous time.

Every time he went home, he used to put some candy in his pocket and share it with the children in the village when he entered the village.

Over time, it becomes a habit.

Always have some sugar in your pocket.

Li Fang handed the toffee to Wang Gouzi.

The teenage man's face blushed rarely.

"I, I'm a militiaman, and this is for children."

Still, look at his eyes, that longing gaze.

Li Fang smiled, simply took out all the sugar in his pocket, peeled one himself, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Also, can't adults eat candy?"

After that, he stuffed the rest into Wang Gouzi's pocket.

"Go home and share the food with your younger siblings."

"Don't say no."

"This is the leader's reward for this militia."

Seeing this, Wang Gouzi straightened up and gave Li Fang a standard military salute.

"Yes!"

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