Chapter 12 Chapter 12 Haba dysentery

After Li Furong was transferred from the small town to the county, the person who replaced her as the mayor was a dysentery transferred from other places.The cadres in the town have feelings, and they don't call him "mayor" in private, but call him "haba dysentery". "Haba" is connected with dysentery, which means stupid and tyrannical, not clever. The Town Revolutionary Committee at that time was very revolutionary. It was on the side of the main road at the entrance of the town. It used to be the ancestral hall of Li Bawan's Li family. It was in disrepair for many years and was dilapidated. Grass grows and decays to gray.There is no glass on the windows opened after the ancestral hall was converted into an office, but transparent plastic bags for packing fertilizers are covered. During the "Cultural Revolution", red paint and yellow paint were painted all over the walls, not to maintain the house, but to write quotations.The red, yellow and yellow colors are like makeup on an old face, which is not only ugly, but also hideous.There is hardly a single thing in the room. The tables have to lean against each other to be stable, and the chairs have to lean against the wall to be able to sit. The accountant's abacus and ballpoint pen are wrapped with hospital tape.The town was already poor, but after a few years of revolutionary baptism, it became even more innocent.However, no matter how poor you are, there is a way to be happy.Haba Diarrhea came to the town to take office, held the first meeting of the leadership team of the Town Revolutionary Committee, and experienced this joy.

There has never been a saying in the township that meetings are held on time.People always come first and last.While waiting for people, the first ones tell jokes to pass the time.Leading cadres mainly tell jokes related to leading cadres; when a leader came from the superior, he made a report at the meeting and first announced his intention: "I'm here to deal with women." After a pause, he said, "Family planning work".Then I humbly said, "I'm a rough old man, how rough is it? Your female director knows that last night, I touched her until midnight..." and so on.In such jokes, the object of amusement is always the female director.If I talk too much, I feel that it is an old formula and has no new ideas.On this day, someone came up with an idea and said to another person, we should not always try to make fun of our mouths.Today I don’t come for vegetarian food, but if I want to come, I will order some meat.You usually flirt with the women's director, but today you dare to grab her chest in front of everyone, and it will also open our eyes.

Everyone booed and said in unison: "Okay!" There was a sound of mountains, like an oath. The female director is an educated youth from the 1968 class, very active and capable.In less than a year, he joined the party and became a model educated youth.The Town Revolutionary Committee was drawn up when it was preparing for the Women's Congress, and then stayed to become the director of the new Women's Congress.The educated youths in the town have "five golden flowers", and the two most beautiful flowers have entered the town revolution committee.One is the announcer of the town radio station; the other is the female director.The female director is a worker-peasant-soldier type, very plump and strong, with extremely high breasts, which makes many people covet.

The other person who was proposed was the deputy director of the Town Revolutionary Committee (that is, the deputy mayor), and it was he who discovered and recommended the women's director, so the relationship between the two was naturally unusual.In private, someone asked him if he had something to do with the female director, and he always asked: What do you think?It's clearly the air of success.It's just that everyone hasn't seen the public proof yet. The women director is always the last to arrive.One is because coming early will make these stinky men make fun of it without thinking; the other is because after becoming a cadre and encountering incidents on the scene, a woman always needs to clean up her face.She was wearing a short-sleeved shirt that day. The shirt was very thin, and it couldn’t cover anything. The flesh-colored bra inside looked as if she hadn’t worn it from a distance (this is actually the opinion of the townspeople, and the female director’s dress is still very decent. Yes, it's just because it has some urban taste, and the townspeople think it's a bit eye-catching).

The women's director strode in with a towering breast that seemed to be without a bra.The pace and sound of her walking are as sensational and heroic as she is talking and doing.On the contrary, the room seemed extraordinarily quiet.The men who have always been loud and majestic are all focused, as if they are thinking deeply about the future of the country and the world.This made the female director a little surprised, a little strange, and a little discouraged.Back then she was always the most noticed, but this time she was left out. "What happened?" She couldn't help but lighten her steps, walked up to the deputy mayor and pushed his shoulder.

The deputy mayor, who had been smoking a cigarette before, slowly extinguished the remaining cigarette butts in a piece of watermelon rind, then suddenly turned his head, stretched out his hand that was sticky with melon juice, and grabbed one of the female director's breasts. There was a loud bang as if the house collapsed suddenly.The men who had made a serious look before burst into laughter together, and some of them lost their laughter and fell on the ground together with their chairs. The women's director did not show weakness, and fought with the deputy mayor head-to-head, cursing "dead ghosts, beasts" and blushing.But it sounds like there are only three points of anger, but seven points of happiness.

Finally calmed down, the deputy mayor announced the opening of the meeting.The former mayor of the town, Li Furong, was transferred away, and the deputy mayor has been in charge of the work. The deputy mayor thought that there was no doubt that he would fill the mayor's vacancy this time, but he didn't expect that the county would send a new mayor. "Today's meeting is to welcome the new mayor." The deputy mayor said lazily, glanced at a person sitting in the opposite corner, and lazily raised his hands to take the lead in clapping his hands.As if he had just remembered that there was a mayor sitting in the room.The slaps below followed a few times, sparsely and lazily.The deputy mayor is a native of the town, and he never left the town from studying to working.Most of the town government is acquaintances who worked with him or were promoted by him, and everyone acts according to his wink.Above him, the mayor had changed several times, but none of them would stay for long.But the higher-ups are absolutely against it. They would rather change people like a lantern than to make him a regular.He also made up his mind to fight.The county wanted to transfer him away, but he refused to leave.He couldn't catch any big mistakes, and he also helped to speak up, so it was deadlocked like this.He naturally didn't care about the new mayor this time.

The new mayor not only has nothing to be cared about, on the contrary, he is looked down upon.A scabbed mangy head--the scar was obviously the work of the shaved man, pink and gray.Among the scars, there are occasional strands of sparse hair, like grass in the desert.The face was dark, with rough wrinkles and purple bumps.Such a person as the mayor is really a kind of contempt for the whole town. This welcome meeting is just a routine, showing the deputy mayor's dignity.So they should say what to say, what to do, and what to do, regardless of the attitude of the new mayor.Haba Diarrhea also kept smiling peacefully, looking at everyone with a kind of naive novelty.Everyone laughed, and he laughed too.When everyone finished laughing, he didn't laugh, just didn't talk.He didn't speak until the deputy mayor announced that he was invited to speak.

He said it was not the first time he had been back in town today.After the county decided to transfer him to the town, he had been around the town a few times, and he knew a little about the various situations in the town. As soon as he spoke, everyone could hear that he was full of energy and his voice was loud, but he restrained himself.His words sounded very gentle, but in fact they were very harsh. There was no politeness, no intention of asking for advice, or even a little bit of concealment: "Today's meeting does not need to be long. It is not interesting if this kind of meeting is long. You are welcome." Welcome, I have to come anyway. I think so, the office will issue a notice to hold a two-level cadre meeting, and gather all the heads of the town's subordinate units in the town, and all the heads of the Town Revolutionary Committee will participate. Registration time It's next Monday."

After Haba Diarrhea finished speaking, he announced the adjournment of the meeting, and immediately got up and walked out of the meeting room.He didn't ask the deputy mayor if he had anything to add, and he didn't ask for anyone's opinion.From the official start to the end of the meeting, it took less than ten minutes before and after. The others stayed in their seats for a moment without moving.Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking that this time it was a bit "unfriendly".There is a saying that "ten out of ten have dysentery and nine have ha (sound ha)", this time I am afraid that I have encountered a mangy head that is difficult to shave.

The deputy mayor's face was livid.In this first fight with the mayor, he obviously lost.Haba Diarrhea took the initiative of the meeting easily and unceremoniously, tantamount to leaving him there.At the end he smiled coldly, he still had confidence in his absolute position in the town. Haba Diarrhea sat in the office of the Town Revolutionary Committee at work the next day, watching the director of the office draft the meeting notice, mimeograph it, and mail it in separate envelopes.Then he ordered to call one by one to ensure that no one would be missed.The phone call needs to be recorded, and he will verify it later. two Another official letter, another phone call, and all the people who should arrive have arrived.In fact, this is not the case, everyone can get there, unless one of them suffers from natural or man-made disasters.Township cadres expect this kind of meeting, just like children expect to celebrate the New Year. What they say is: there is no taste in the mouth, so hold a cadre meeting. But this time the deputy mayor had other ideas.He is responsible for the logistics of the meeting.He informed the director of the office that the new mayor is here, and he must have a new style of work, hold revolutionary meetings, and meet the minimum standard for food.In the past, an additional expenditure was added outside the scope of financial regulations.Compared with the stipulated funds, this expenditure is a big one, and the source is finally apportioned to the various subordinate units.The heads of the various units came and shared the results of this expenditure, and they were very happy because the reason was very good.The deputy mayor's reason for not increasing the expenditure this time is also very legitimate.The director of the office understood, but his heart was a little bit drummed: The deputy mayor's move is very good, obviously trying to destroy the new mayor's platform, but it makes you want to bite him, but you can't find a place to bite his teeth. When Haba Diarrhea listened to the report, he said, "If you want it, you have to do it like this."It doesn't sound like irony, but it seems to be playing in the middle of the game.Haba Diarrhea later asked the rented inn to be returned, and the offices of the Township Revolutionary Committee were vacated to be covered with hay, and all the participants were asked to sleep on the floor in this old ancestral hall.There were not enough wing rooms, and Haba Diarrhea brought the cadres of the Town Revolutionary Committee to sleep in the main room.Fortunately, the ancestral hall is quite large, and there were less than half a hundred people including the staff, so it was barely crowded, but there were some problems with eating and eating.After the ancestral hall became an organ of the Town Revolutionary Committee, a yard was added behind the house, and a canteen and toilets were built.In the past, it was mainly used by the people of the agency, but now that many people have been added at once, it is naturally difficult to meet the needs.The mayor said, revolutionize it, let it be more thorough.What's the big deal about such difficulties, urinating on the wall, shitting and eating, in batches.Women come first in everything. Everyone found it fresh, but few complained.On the night of the report, a room full of men and women were laughing and joking, both meaty and vegetarian, making jokes constantly. The next day everyone's face changed.I don't know when, guard posts were set up outside the ancestral hall, and militiamen with live ammunition were not allowed to enter or leave alone.The few cranks in the room and the phone could not make a sound, obviously the line was cut off on purpose.You look at me, I look at you, I don't know what's going on.Just as he was about to make a fuss, Haba suddenly stood up from somewhere (he didn't know when he left the ancestral hall at night), followed by two armed militiamen from Wugaowu University.He cleared his throat, lowered his voice and said, everyone, don't make a mess, don't blame me for being rude.Lao Tzu came to rule today.You guys, the Communist Party calls you to be cadres, and if you don’t do a good thing, you are either doing nothing or making trouble.Throw the man out to go to the water conservancy, and then fuck his wife and daughter.I've been in town for a while, and I can't hide a single good thing you've done.This time, I will ask you to confess to yourself, and it will be fine if you honestly confess.Whoever wants to lay an ambush, I will break his bones.Now we all go to have breakfast, and when we're done, we go back to our bunks to write our confessions.Tell one to go out one by one.If you don't confess for a day, you are not allowed to leave the gate of this ancestral hall for a day; if you don't confess for a lifetime, I will let him sit in prison.Don't want to bring a message, don't want to collude a confession.I sent a post two miles away, and no one but the sparrows and mice could get through. Over the years, everyone has never seen or done any inexplicable things.What you do to others, others will do to themselves.There is no reason to talk about it. When Haba's dysentery came, everyone heard that it had some background.It's not that he has done anything earth-shattering, but because the director of the county revolutionary committee values ​​him. The director of the county revolutionary committee was left behind from the military control unit after the "three combinations", and he was directly subordinate to the director of the newly established provincial revolutionary committee.It is said that a strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake, but there is also a saying: "A good man does not suffer from immediate losses." In less than three days, most people wrote their confessions.During those three days, the entire ancestral hall was lifeless.Haba Diarrhea sent militiamen to patrol each shop in turn.In the main room and the side rooms, there are only the rustling of grass and the scratching of pens on paper caused by the slight turning of a field, occasionally mixed with one or two coughs and sighs.Someone farted and laughed, but stopped immediately.Only at night did some people have nightmares, jumping up from the floor, howling ghosts and wolves.The militiaman on duty at night pulled the bolt of the gun with a clatter, and suppressed it again. During the day, Haba Diarrhea cleared a corner in the warehouse of the cafeteria, waiting for the people who came to deliver it one by one.He didn't read it, and let the person who explained it read it himself.He closed his eyes and listened.After the man finished reading, he opened his eyes and said, "Okay, the materials are here. You can go back and wait for processing." Three days later, only a few people from the Town Revolutionary Committee were left in the ancestral hall.The deputy mayor kept clenching his teeth, his face darkened, and he leaned back on his floor to express the highest contempt without words.Neither the women's director nor the chief of staff moved.The mayor did not meet them face to face.On the morning of the fourth day, he ordered the militia to bring the woman director to the canteen warehouse.For a long time, he said nothing, and kept his eyes closed.The female director sat opposite him across the table, bowing her head and twisting the corner of her clothes.She hasn't washed and washed seriously these past few days, her hair is disheveled, and her complexion is sallow.The previous coquettish energy is not visible at all, like a stalked vegetable. Haba Diarrhea finally spoke, and said: "I don't want to ask anything else, I just want to ask you one thing. Once you held a women's meeting, talked about family planning, and mobilized everyone to go to the ring. Some people were worried that something would happen to the ring. I went to the ring, and nothing happened. You are a big girl, what are you doing in the ring?" The female director raised her head, stared at the mayor for a while, and suddenly burst into tears with a "wow".In the past few days, because of the deputy mayor's stubborn resistance, she has been holding on.Now, she couldn't bear it anymore. The women's director then confessed her wrong facts.The Township Revolutionary Committee has no dormitories for cadres, and cadres whose families are not in the town sleep in the office if they want to stay overnight in the town.The female director didn't get married, so she had to live in the office of the town women's federation.Hang a curtain between your bed and your desk.The home of the deputy mayor is in the production brigade below the town.He seldom went back and built a bed in his office.When other cadres were not around, he closed the gate of the ancestral hall, and he and the female director became husband and wife.The female director was reluctant at first, but in the end she was trained by him, but it was not due to affection.He said that this is the best re-education for her... Haba Diarrhea interrupted her choking, and said, "You don't have to go into such detail. No preface or epilogue, just write down what you just said." As soon as the women's director went out, the office director bumped in.He has been waiting outside the door for a long time.His feet were trembling and he was almost on his knees.Haba dysentery asked him to sit, but he couldn't sit still after several times, and his buttocks were always stuck.His teeth chattered and he stammered begging the mayor to show his respect.He said he was timid and couldn't do anything.I was reckless once when I was young, and now I feel terrified when I think about it.He wrote down that rashness on paper as a confession: At that time, he had just arrived in the town and was doing civil affairs work.Once, a newlywed couple who had their marriage certificate stamped on his hand came to him and said that it had been three days since they consummated their marriage, but nothing could happen.It was the first lunar month at that time, and many people from the town government did not come to work.At noon, he drank a lot of wine at a relative's house in the town, and his courage was numb.On a sudden whim, he said to the man, you wait here, I will check on your wife, and then took the woman into his dormitory.People at that time trusted the government cadres 100%.To trust the cadres is to trust the government; to trust the government is to trust the cadres.The man just waited obediently.The woman honestly asked him to check.His inspection method is very practical, that is, to do that thing again, which is regarded as an experiment.After the test was over, he sweated profusely and brought the woman to the man, saying, no problem, it worked.A month later, the husband and wife actually brought a gift to thank him, saying that it really worked out as soon as they went back that time, and now they are pregnant.He blushed and dared not look at them.He deserves to die. He took advantage of the trust of the revolutionary masses in the government. Haba Diarrhea patiently listened to the chief of office finish reading his confession, opened his eyes, did not ask him to leave the confession on the table as he did to those people before, but stretched out his hand across the table to take the stack of papers from the chief of the office. Come over, shake it like a fan, then take the lighter on the table, and light the stack of papers.Tongues of fire licked upwards along the lower corner of the stack of papers, and flakes of burnt debris flew up like insects.He didn't let go until his fingers were almost burned.After watching the scraps of paper burnt out, they shrank into a ball and floated up in a whirl, then raised their heads and said to the office director, "That's the end of this matter." Tears welled up in the office director's wide-open eyes, he wanted to kneel but failed, now he knelt firmly with a "boom". Haba Diarrhea smiled and said, "Okay. Be careful in the future, follow the route, not the people." The chief of staff said, "I know, I know. You are the route." In the days to come, Haba dysentery took the pile and handed it over to each unit for implementation.Naturally, not every person in charge of the unit has the bad deeds of sneaking around, but these people have also scraped their brains and wrote some things that are usually lazy, delicious and lazy to make up for it. Door.The mayor Yijin took the same method as dealing with the director of the office, and burned everyone's materials in front of everyone.He said that what he wanted to see was everyone's attitude and future work.As for the past account, it was written off. But there was one person he didn't let go.He reported the confession of the women's director to the County Revolutionary Committee as a report.All over the country are implementing the newly issued highest instructions, inspecting the work of educated youth, and waiting for a model.The deputy mayor just hit the muzzle of the gun, accused him of raping a female educated youth, arrested him and sentenced him to a severe sentence.According to the wishes of the director of the County Revolutionary Committee, he will be beheaded.At any rate, the deputy mayor had some roots in the county, and many people took the risk of interceding to save their lives. Naturally, the female director couldn't stay in the town, so she went back to the city to find a worker to marry, and then transferred to her husband's brick and tile factory. three Then came the most glorious period of Haba Diarrhea's life. The director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee is a very ambitious and courageous person, and he has made many shocking creations in both industry and agriculture.The real success of Haba's dysentery is due to the partial realization of this creation.In order to implement the strategic deployment of the director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee to "build a pond in Bazitou", Haba Diarrhea held a mobilization meeting for the whole town to build a pond in Bazitou.Haba Diarrhea said that it is a matter of attitude whether to do it or not, and it is a matter of level to make it happen.Without mountains, ponds cannot be built, but mechanical farming roads can always be built, and new villages can always be built. As soon as the meeting was over, people were asked to lay lime lines according to the pre-drawn mechanical farming roads and the new village planning map.As soon as the thread is punched out, people will start to demolish the old house and build a new one at the same time.The agricultural brigade jumped up and down for a while, and the smoke and dust billowed.But there was no movement in one village.This village is just next to the mechanical farming road on the planning map, so it must be demolished. The reason why the villagers are so bold and not afraid of being a counter-revolutionary is because a widow has served as their shield.The widow's house stood at the forefront of the village, pressing against the lime line laid out according to the plan.The widow is a new widow. The man fell ill and had no money to stay in the hospital. He died at home for several months, leaving the widow with six sons. Haba Diarrhea heard that someone dared to resist, so he ran with the militia.The widow has no fear in the face of the aggressive mayor and the militiamen with guns in their hands.Several sons crowded around her.She hugged her nursing son with one arm, blocked the door of her own house with the other, and said, it's dead, if you have the guts, demolish the old lady's family and the house together! A whole village of men and women gathered around to see how Haba Diarrhea sings this play. The mangled head of Haba's dysentery was flushed red, and the corners of his eyes were bent down forcefully, shooting out a fierce light. "You really don't want to go?" "Don't go!" "Let's go." "No!" "Then you can't blame me." Haba Diarrhea gritted his teeth, took a step back, and signaled the militiamen to step forward.Several militiamen surrounded them and tore the widow's family away from the house one by one.The widow's family howled like a pig, and the sound of cursing and crying was earth-shattering.The widow rolled all over the floor, cursing "animals" and "dysentery" endlessly.Among the onlookers, several young bloody men rushed forward, baring their teeth and wanting to rush out to fight for their lives.Haba Diarrhea shouted: Whoever dares to move, shoot!The older ones quickly moved closer to block the young people.Haba Diarrhea turned around and waved to a tractor that had already been parked there waiting for orders. The powerful "Dongfanghong" was emitting black smoke, and its tracks were rattling dully, as if they were passing over everyone's chest.The widow's thatched adobe house collapsed almost inaudibly into a heap of dirt. The whole village scattered with a bang, knowing that there was nothing more to say, and they all went back to grab their own things.To make a haba leprosy be kind, unless the sun rises from the west. Haba dysentery did not let the tractor continue to push.He said to the production team leader, go ahead and tell them not to panic, just don't do anything wrong.Go to the foundation of Qingxin Village first. The widow's family was locked in the warehouse of the production team.The widow had already breathed a sigh of relief, still struggling to find life and death.Haba dysentery had her hands and feet tied up and tied to a post like a cow.Bound like a widow, and her eldest son who can carry a load of dung. First, the heads of all communes in the county were organized to come to the town to hold an on-site meeting.The director of the county revolutionary committee summed up the experience here and then specially reported it to the old chief who was the director of the provincial revolutionary committee, which aroused great interest in the old chief.Then, the province-wide Jianxin Village on-site meeting was held in the small town.The director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee brought his entourage, reporters, and hundreds of directors of the Revolutionary Committee from all counties in the province to the town, crushing the inside and outside of the town to three inches.Haba dysentery first became a provincial model worker and then a national model worker.Large-scale photographs of him were published in provincial and national newspapers.The pimple-ridden dysentery head has been processed ingeniously, and it has a somewhat artistic effect. But this time the scene will almost cause a catastrophe. Four It was said that he inspected the new village and went to the city after giving instructions at the beginning of the on-site meeting, but when he was speaking, the microphone suddenly stopped.The director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee slammed the microphone, and was about to explode later.The announcer of the town radio station who was listening to the loudspeaker at the back of the rostrum ran out quickly, grabbed the microphone and took a few shots, but there was still no movement.She was embarrassed and panicked for a moment.The atmosphere of the entire venue also froze, as if waiting for a war to break out. For some reason, the face of the director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee became radiant again.He said to the poor announcer with a pleasant face, kid, go down, I don't need amplified when I speak.Then he began to speak loudly, and the more he spoke, the more interested he became, with humorous and witty remarks, which caused laughter and applause from time to time. After dinner, the director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee did not leave, and said to Haba Diarrhea, let the kid from the radio station come, I want to talk to her. Not long after the awe-inspiring director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee took office, leaders at all levels in the province knew about his unique hobby, which was to find some good-looking girls for revolutionary education wherever he went.Although he is over half a century old, he is frighteningly energetic. No matter how hard he works during the day, this education still lasts all night, and he is tireless at all.His grasp of education is as bold as his grasp of revolution and promotion of production.There were all kinds of rumors that wherever the director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee went, the hens there would hurry to put on their pants.It is said that this is a sinister attack by class enemies, but in private, everyone repeats this sinister attack over and over again, and adds a vivid description, saying that it is "a big effort to put a pond on the head of the horoscope". Haba Diarrhea said, that's great.The director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee will spend the night in the small town and provide revolutionary education to the announcers. This is undoubtedly the greatest honor and the greatest happiness for the revolutionary cadres and revolutionary people in the town.I'll make arrangements right away.Haba dysentery is happy and lively. Then he spun in and out of the Town Revolutionary Committee's courtyard like a top.Clean up the house and bed where the director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee and his party stayed overnight; ordered the militia sentry to be ready to defend the director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee and his party... The director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee was very moved and said, "You should rest, you have been busy all day, and call me the little devil." That's it. "Okay, here we come." Haba Diarrhea dispatched vigorously while making promises skillfully. But when Haba's dysentery reappeared in front of the director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee, he was still alone. "Where's the kid?" The director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee was obviously a little displeased.He couldn't wait to do a girl's job, only to end up with this nasty mangy head going in and out of him all the time.It often happens that many lower-level cadres think that as long as they are loyal and dedicated to their duties, they can please the superiors, but because they can't scratch the leader's itch, all kinds of diligence and hard work become a waste of time.What's more serious even caused resentment from the leaders.Because some of the intentions of the leaders have to be understood by the subordinates, it is inconvenient to give clear instructions.Whether a lower-level cadre is well-behaved or not, whether he is capable or not, this is often the key and the sign. Of course, Haba Diarrhea is not a person who is not well-behaved and incompetent, but this time, he is really helpless; when he went to find the announcer of the town radio station, he only heard that the announcer had taken a cab to him about five minutes ago. He picked up the goods and hurried to the city to catch a train.At that time, she had just received a telegram from her hometown in Shanghai that her grandmother was critically ill and told her to return home quickly.She didn't even have time to ask the mayor for leave in person, so she wrote a note and sent it to the mayor along with the telegram, and ran to the highway to hitch a ride, crying. What Haba Diarrhea brought now is this telegram.He asked the director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee if he should take a look.It still has the gentle scent of skin care cream that a Shanghai girl will inevitably use whenever and wherever. The director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee stared quietly at Haba Diarrhea for a while with his sharp eyes, and without saying anything, he walked straight past Haba Diarrhea, walked outside the door, called someone, and went straight to the Town Revolutionary Committee’s office. yard. A few jeeps coming from the provincial capital quickly roared, their white and dazzling headlights sweeping across the courtyard of the Town Revolutionary Committee.Then the convoy rushed towards the darkness outside the town like lightning. The people in the Township Revolutionary Committee who were left behind by the director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee were stunned, unable to figure out why the director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee suddenly made a strategic shift.When it came, it was vigorous, and the town was blessed with good fortune; when it left, it was gloomy, and the town seemed to be in trouble.Such ups and downs, the contrast is really too big and too fierce.People in small towns have seen and experienced little in the world, so they cannot bear such a fright. Haba's dysentery is quite safe.He said that the chief executive has such a fiery personality, and his work style has always been aggressive, which is well-known throughout the country.If there is anything to do, I will take care of it. If there is no business for you, everyone go back. Afterwards, nothing really happened.Haba dysentery and small towns are still advanced models in the province, and they were included in the "Three Hundred Cases of Great Victory Achievements of the Proletarian Cultural Revolution in the Province".Afterwards, Haba dysentery still attended many provincial and national commendation meetings, lecture meetings, and experience exchange meetings.The director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee did not create any barriers against him because of what happened that night.The proof is that Haba Diarrhea later brought back from the provincial capital a magnified photo of the director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee meeting him alone at a meeting and having a cordial conversation with him.The photo was framed and hung under the portrait of the leader of the Town Revolutionary Committee meeting room.However, later on, this became ironclad evidence that Haba's dysentery was on an anti-Party boat. The brilliance of Haba's dysentery was very short, like a broom star across the sky of the town. First the deputy commander-in-chief of the central government, then the director of the provincial revolutionary committee, then the director of the county revolutionary committee, and then Haba leprosy, one by one was put on the trial bench of history.Just like they confidently put others on the trial bench of history.It is said that they conspired in conspiracy.The director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee made a big effort to build a pond on the horoscope, which is part of the strategic fortification.When he came back to the town, he mainly came to see the terrain, and planned to build an underground command post in the town.That night, they said they would stay and then suddenly withdrew, just to keep it secret.All in all it was grim and terrible.Only then did everyone know that a Haba dysentery could be so invincible in the first place, and it turned out that there was such a background, which aroused everyone's incomparable hatred, and everyone was filled with righteous indignation when they condemned it. But Haba Diarrhea didn't care. When the criticism meeting was held, he was still as high-spirited as before when he was the mayor. Once on stage, he kneels down with one leg extended, the other outstretched, and his arms outstretched.The host shouted: "Get up, we don't engage in corporal punishment." He said: "I punish myself, it has nothing to do with you." The host said: "What do you mean?" Can't come out? I can recognize even those who are not educated: one head, two ears, two hands stretched out, one leg stretched out, one kneeling leg, isn't this a word for "light". But it's not the glorious "light", it's light "Light" with only one rope, now I have nothing but a rope, and I am willing to accept criticism." After hearing this, everyone saw his strange appearance, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and began to criticize him. Huang Mao, the station manager of the town food station, went up and said: "As the mayor, you specialize in specialization. You buy meat back home. You don't want fine or fat meat. You only want pork heads. How many pigs does the town supply in a month? How many ounces of pork head meat does a pig have? You only want pork head meat, what else do you eat? If people like you succeed in their conspiracy to usurp the party and seize power, it will be no wonder that the working people don’t suffer twice and suffer twice. .” As he spoke, he stomped his feet fiercely and shouted: “One thousand of us will not agree, and ten thousand will not agree!” On the corner of the stage, Haba Mangyu glanced at the yellow hat suspiciously, and said, "Are you praising me or criticizing me? How can there be anyone in the world who doesn't eat essence, fat, but only pig's head? I'm so poor." There is no way. If you like it, I will exchange pork head meat with you for lean meat and fat meat, and you just don’t charge me more money. lest you suffer twice and suffer twice.” The yellow hat choked on what he said, and didn't know how to reply for a while.The host promptly shouted: "The next one will come up. Be careful, this is a life-and-death class struggle. If you want to talk about big issues of right and wrong, conflicts between the enemy and ourselves." "I come!" The person below responded bravely and stepped forward.He is the director of the Office of the Town Revolutionary Committee. The director of the office was the one who followed Haba's dysentery most closely.Everyone before and after called him "the mayor's hanging knife".He was not annoyed, but rather happy, saying that he was "following the route" with a proud face.Haba dysentery is also indispensable to him.Haba Diarrhea likes to talk wherever he goes, so he must write manuscripts for his speeches, and the manuscripts are all written by the director of the office.Whether the writing is good or not depends mainly on whether it is thick or not.Get it in your hand, first weigh the weight, and then look at the page number, there are dozens of pages, and you say you want it. However, no matter how short the manuscript is, Haba Diarrhea cannot finish reading it.He herded cattle until he was in his teens before going to elementary school. After a few years of schooling, the family ran out of rations, so he went back to farming.He is bold.There was no school in his mountain, yet he dared to run a school. He was the principal and teacher by himself—a teacher who also taught Chinese, arithmetic, painting, and physical education—and was the gangster and bell ringer.After working for a few years, God knows what kind of peaches and plums he taught, but he himself became famous and was transferred to the commune as a cadre. During the "Cultural Revolution", his commune was the first to create people.The commander is naturally him.String all the official seals of the commune organs into a string with hemp rope, and tie them around the waist as a trouser belt.Probably because everyone knows that nine out of ten have dysentery, but no one in the area dares to set up another hill to fight against him.A few people whispered behind their backs a few times, but after thinking about it, they still felt that they couldn't offend Haba's dysentery, so they gave up.Therefore, the "Cultural Revolution" lasted for several years, and other communes sacrificed people, but his commune did not even have a violent fight.Haba dysentery is therefore outstanding.Then he became the director of the Town Revolutionary Committee.The only excuse is that he still doesn't know many words, which is far from commensurate with the status of the mayor.But he is absolutely unwilling to lower the price because of this, and the manuscript must always have a certain thickness, because it is the embodiment of the authority of the mayor.As for incomplete reading, he has a way to solve it. 那法子很简单，就是将稿子复写成两份，他拿一份，另一个字认得多的人拿一份。他作报告的时候那个人就站在他身后，遇到有他不认得的字（预先看一遍做好记号），就给他提词。本来这不失为一种可靠的保障，但他性子急，有时候报告作到兴头上，他就顾不得听人提词，依旧信口开河地念错。好在他不伯出丑，别人要是纠正了，他马上就改回来。比方，他把“赤裸裸”念成了“赤果果”，后边提词的人赶紧轻轻地纠正：不是“赤果果”是“赤裸裸”。他听见了，就放下手上的报告稿扭回头大声问：“不是'赤果果'？”“不是。”“是'赤裸裸'？”“是。”“那好。”他回过头，对台下黑压压的一片人说：“我刚才念错了，不是'赤果果'，是'赤裸裸'。”对他念错别字，大家开头常笑，后来见他坦白得可爱，就笑不起来，反而觉得他人实在。他的坦白就像他对待自己的癞痢。别的癞痢六月三伏都想方设法捂着，他则一年四季从不戴帽子，就那样暴露着，炫耀似的。 办公室主任走上台的时候，哈巴癞痢并没有什么惊讶的表示，事情原本也是意料中的，“文化革命”了几年，这种人见多了。 办公室主任的揭发主要围绕着哈巴癞痢作过的报告里的黑话，都是些大歌大颂“林彪反党集团”及其爪牙的话。这些话都是有文字根据的，出自某年某月某日在什么会上的报告。办公室主任说得有鼻子有眼，一清二楚。 哈巴癞痢起先一副满不在乎的神气，听久了，好像有些烦，就说：“那些话都是你写的，我不过就是念念罢了，还念不完全。要是有罪，你总要担当一半，莫往我一个人头上栽赃，莫墙倒众人推么。” 办公室主任给他说得尴尬，站在台上脸红一下，白一下，憋了好久，突然声嘶力竭地喊：“你作威作福的时代一去不复返了。到如今你还敢强辩，你有几个脑袋！” 哈巴癞痢低了头，咕哝说：“我有几个脑袋？我要有几个脑袋，还会要这个癞痢头么！” 虽然是咕哝，但声音大家都听得见，不由哄笑起来。主持人赶紧抓起话筒喊“严肃些，严肃些”，却自己也忍不住笑了。 对哈巴癞痢的处理没有批斗时以为的那么严重。到底只是个基层干部，红是红过，却同上面的那些大人物没有什么非法的组织上的瓜葛。但已经批斗成敌我矛盾了，总不能一风吹，就下到蔬菜大队去劳动。镇长自然不当了，但工资还在镇上拿。先挂起来再说。