Chapter 37 Chapter Sixteen

On the day when the wind and sand subsided, the old man fell ill, had a fever, vomited, and lay in bed unable to move.He was panting with difficulty, his throat was grunting, and beads of sweat hung on his head.Like every time he fell ill, he first felt weak and short of breath, and the two lung lobes falling on the trachea were like two black stones, making him unable to breathe. For two days, the old man came over in a daze with intermittent high fever.During these two days, the old man had lost the concept of day and night in his mind.When I fell asleep, I dreamed, one dream after another; when I opened my eyes, the past events from many years ago rushed to my eyes.There is no clear boundary between the past and the dream. Sometimes, the past is mixed into the dream, and sometimes the past is colored by the dream.

A person's life is more like a colorful dream! Several times, the old man felt that he was going to die, as if if he could not catch his breath, he would fall asleep forever.He felt lonely, and for the first time, he wished that there was someone beside him, even a stranger, as long as he could sit quietly beside him, let him see his face, hear his heartbeat, and feel his presence, he would be happy. Much more down-to-earth.However, no, for two whole days, no one came to this wilderness. Usually, people come to him every week, the old money collectors in the town, the black old Zhang who shaved his head... more than two years ago, many people come here to pan for charcoal!Coal gangue is paved everywhere here, and a lot of coal is trapped in the gangue. People dig holes here and there, draw water from the waste well to wash the gangue containing coal, and many of them make a fortune!After the large mine was withdrawn, it was noisy for at least two years, and it has not really calmed down until today.

People don't know that there are treasures hidden in its belly! The old man knows.Therefore, he can't leave, and he can't die. He still has to be a consultant to the young town committee secretary! On the third day, the old man's illness miraculously recovered.Feeling hungry and flustered, he struck a match, lit the stove, and steamed a pot of fragrant rice. Wisps of cooking smoke rose from the uninhabited wilderness. On this day, the young secretary of the town committee came to the ruins again, accompanied by the deputy mayor in charge of industry and the director of the industry bureau.

As soon as we met, the young secretary of the town committee told the old man: "The plan to re-exploit Heigelonggou has been approved by the city and agreed to a loan of 2 million yuan in the first year. Allocate some old equipment for us to use first." The secretary of the town committee also told the old man: "Secretary Liu Fang also mentioned you and said that he would come to visit you some time! Hey, why do you look so familiar? You are the famous Wei Heizi?!" "famous"?The old man smiled wryly, feeling desolate in his heart.If it weren't for his famous name, the Heigelonggou Coal Mine might still be alive today!