Chapter 31 Chapter Twenty-Five

As soon as Pan Goushi, the acting secretary of the Henglingyu Commune got up from the kang at dawn, he had only one thing in mind: to prepare well to "welcome" Li Xiangnan, secretary of the county party committee, today. This incident made him very miserable, he was worried all night and had wild dreams one after another.According to his own Chinese medicine classics, it is because the spleen qi is not smooth, and the liver fire is also a little strong.He dressed indiscriminately, pulled on his shoes, went to the yard straight to the point, and brushed his teeth facing the Hengling Mountain where the birds were chirping. Face.While washing, he stopped, with the towel sticking to his cheek, and turned his head again, wondering if there was anything wrong with the formation that was lined up today.He threw the towel into the basin, and when he got back to the house, his anger flared up.

His wife, Yuzhen, with disheveled hair and a sallow face as usual, sat cross-legged on the kang, dawdling and folding the quilt.The kang was in a mess, a few patched red flower cloth quilts, the inside of which had already changed from white to black, were piled up in a mess.The three sons, Dahu, Erhu, and Sanhu, aged six, five, and three, were rolling, crawling, pulling, and beating on the quilt pile, but she didn't seem to notice; She pulled the big tiger who was about to beat the second tiger aside; the third tiger was crying and urinating on the tarpaulin on the kang, but she didn't take it seriously, so she pulled a dirty cloth and stuffed it under his ass.The underground urinal still smelled of urine.The eyes are black and dirty.As soon as Pan Goushi walked in, he was wading in the footwashing water that he hadn't poured last night, when the cast iron basin clanged heavily and knocked against his ankle.His black and red face was full of anger, and his small bloodshot eyes bulged outward.I have never seen such a useless woman, I was really blind back then.

"The child beats, the child pees, you don't care? You're blind." He yelled. "You can take care of it too." Yuzhen said calmly without turning her head, while slowly pulling the quilt to fold it, she slapped Sanhu on the buttocks to let him step aside.The three tigers cried even louder. "Are you raised by livestock?" Pan Goushi stared at his bloodshot eyes, this is what he always used to scold his wife.He stretched out his hand to pick up the three tigers from the kang, while bouncing to coax his son, he continued to scold his wife when he found time.Sanhu was still crying, so he switched Sanhu to his left arm, and his right finger was teasing the drama comic strips posted all over the wall.He likes ancient operas, Peking Opera, Hebei Bangzi, Shanxi Bangzi, all of them.The walls are covered with red and green paintings of "Beating the Golden Branch", "The Front of the Universe", "Zhan Zi at the Yuan Gate", "Borrowing the East Wind", and "Taoyuan Jieyi".The child was still crying, so he carried the child around to the back room, which was filled with a set of furniture that had just begun to be painted, such as vertical cabinets, flat cabinets, wine cabinets, and writing desks. The chestnut-colored paint was still wet and exuded a strong smell of paint.Unable to turn around, he went back to the outer room, pointed to the glass-covered clock on the old red lacquer cabinet and coaxed: "Clock, watch the clock." It still didn't work.He rattled on an old-fashioned record player on the cabinet again, the record spun leisurely, the gongs, drums and clappers made a lot of noise, and the play started, Sanhu rubbed his little eyes and stopped crying.

"Don't hug your child less, don't infect your child with your disease." Yuzhen said while tidying up and sweeping the kang.Pan Goushi has tuberculosis, which has not been eradicated. "I know. My son, it's not contagious." He stared again.He looked at the back of his wife sitting on the kang and dressing Erhu, and felt that nothing was pleasing to the eye.She looks sick and crooked, doesn't know how to take care of her family when she enters the house, doesn't know how to be a man when she goes out, doesn't dress well, and walks out of style. If she hadn't given birth to three children for herself, he would have kicked and married her long ago.He likes his son.If there is no family planning, he will have more children.He is the only son, and the name Gou Shi was given to him by a fortune teller when he was born, which means "shit".The name is contemptuous, in order to make a living, and it was changed to the current two words after going to school.Although he went to junior high school and studied in the party school, he is in his forties, which is still young, but the old concept of being full of children and grandchildren is quite strong, and his three sons are his greatest pride.Big Tiger, Two Tigers, and Three Tigers are also his proud names.The tiger is full of vitality, the king of beasts, he is a believer in traditional Chinese culture.Whoever wants to praise his son for his tiger spirit is one of the most effective ways to make him happy.

Argument is quarrel, scolding is scolding, husband and wife are still husband and wife.He put the child on the kang and said, "I'll go to the front first, and come back to eat. There are people from the county today." He lives behind the compound of the commune, separated by a wall. "Front" refers to the commune. . "What about the old man?" Yuzhen asked.Tomorrow is the third anniversary of Pan Goushi's father's death. Is this death anniversary a major event or a minor event?The acting secretary of the commune has spent a lot of time thinking about this.

"Of course, follow the old rules. I didn't say it before." Pan Goushi stopped at the door, turned around and said. "The secretary of the county party committee has been here for the past two days, aren't you afraid of being notified?" Yuzhen said slowly as she tidied up the footbath and urinal under the kang.She is a cotton-natured person, no matter how messy she is, she doesn't feel too messy, no matter how anxious she is, she doesn't speak too loudly, and she can swallow everything. "The old man has suffered all his life. This is the third anniversary of his death. How can he explain if he doesn't do anything? It's a big deal not to wear this black gauze hat." Pan Goushi's voice rose again.

"If Magistrate Gu knows about this, what will he tell you?" When Gu Rong was mentioned, Pan Goushi was speechless.Gu Rong is the superior he admires the most.When he was the secretary of the general branch of the county agricultural machinery factory, he punished too many people and accumulated a lot of grievances. When implementing policies, he became the target of public criticism. Every day was difficult, and many things had to be held accountable.He was ready to pack up his clothes and go back to the village to teach. Gu Rong kept him, transferred him to the commune as a deputy secretary, and later acted as the secretary.Speaking, Gu Rong will also remove the word "generation" for him, which has already been hinted at.He is a person who always repays his kindness, how could he not listen to Gu Rong's words?When I went to visit Gu Rong in the county yesterday, he reminded me again and again that I need to put my brains on everything, and smiled and used a familiar allusion: "Zhang Fei is rough but subtle. You can't just be brave and foolish." Yes. Well, the new secretary of the county party committee is very vicious.At that time, isn't it too late to cry?Sun Tzu said that victory lies in the enemy.To not fail in politics, you must first pay attention to your own mistakes and not be caught by others.This is the biggest lesson he has learned from several setbacks.

He is in pain.Standing at the door, his eyes were a little dazed.There are two great kindnesses in a person’s life that must be repaid. One is the kindness of knowledge and encounter, like Gu Rong treated him; the other is the kindness of parenting.When he was sixteen years old, he was in junior high school. His father had a high fever of typhoid fever. He put an oilcloth on his father, walked and climbed in the rain, uphill and across a ditch, and carried his father for ten miles, wading across the swift Hengling River to the Hospital.Because I climbed uphill with my knees while kneeling, my knees were so worn that the bones were exposed and bloody.Since then, his reputation as a dutiful son has spread.He cherishes this reputation, and he really has that kind of filial piety in his heart. To this day, when he thinks of his parents saving money and stuffing eggs into his pocket with trembling hands, his nose gets sore.If you don't repay this kindness, are you still a human being?

"This, let's talk about it later. If it's really not possible, ask the uncle and nephew to come forward, and I'll just do it less." He said, shaking his hand.His posture of shaking hands is also unique, with his right shoulder lowered, and his right hand tucked into the drooping sleeve, like a shaking sleeve in an opera, flicking from the inside out.I was really impatient, so I shook it a few times. "Also, don't be too stubborn." My wife spoke again from behind. "What's the matter?" He impatiently shook his hands back and walked out. "I see that you have a prejudice against the new secretary of the county party committee. The masses have a good impression of him. Call him Li Qingtian."

"Isn't he clearly trying to exclude Secretary Gu, and want to become the king and hegemony in Guling?" "You don't know everything about them, don't let others be your gunmen." "What as a gunman? I did it voluntarily, and I can't be sorry to Secretary Gu. If a person doesn't even know the good or bad of this, is he still a person?" He spattered.He values ​​loyalty. He often tells his subordinates: We must at least learn from Zhuge Liang and Guan Yu. People must have character, be loyal and honest, and devote themselves to everything. Yuzhen wanted to open her mouth to say something, but when she saw his aggressive appearance, she stopped talking.This frail woman used to work as an accountant in the county guest house. Ever since she married Pan Goushi, she admired him and feared him, and became more and more worried about him.He is too ferocious and terrific, if anyone wants to use him, he can really rush and bite like a dog.The agricultural machinery factory couldn't go on anymore, and I was downcast for a while, but when I arrived at Henglingyu Commune, I regained my breath and shook my prestige stiffly.Don't look at people respecting him, but women's eyes can see all kinds of dissatisfaction hidden behind.She didn't say anything, but she knew everything in her heart, so she was worried about everything.Pan Goushi said everything and had an attitude towards everything, but his eyes didn't see anything, so he wasn't afraid of anything.

It is difficult for the nobleman to move.As soon as Pan Goushi went out, he almost bumped into a man in blue canvas overalls.It turned out that it was Mr. Zhang who painted his furniture, a painter from the county carpentry factory, and a native of Henglingyu. "Secretary Pan, is the first coat dry? It's time for the second coat today." He put down the paint bucket with a smile, and casually pulled a small bench like an old friend. Pan Gou Shike politely let him into the house, took another cigarette, and lit the fire again.Some people say that he saw officials with short backs and long fronts, and ordinary people with short fronts and long backs, but this is not always the case.No matter what kind of cadre it is, as long as it is his subordinate, he dares to scold him; but if it is not his subordinate, even if it is an ordinary person who comes to look for him, he is so polite that he never leaves his face with a smile, keeps his hand smoking, nods and bows.He understands the extent of his power. "Is this color okay?" Da Lao Zhang gently touched the painted furniture with his hands, and looked up and down appreciatively. "Yes, yes." Pan Goushi nodded again and again, he went to the outer room to weigh the thermos pot, and when it was empty, he glanced at his wife with dissatisfaction, Yuzhen immediately picked up the thermos pot and went out.He went back to the back room and talked to Big Zhang: "It's better to have this dark chestnut color. We can't understand the light and bright color. I didn't want to make these things. I don't pay attention to this kind of thing. I work in the agricultural machinery factory. For so many years, I have never made a piece of furniture." Old Zhang turned his head and looked at the two pieces of old furniture in the outhouse, one was the black and shiny red lacquer cabinet, the other was the same black and shiny red lacquer square table, and two dark red lacquer tables on the kang The lacquered wooden box was all he had. "Secretary Pan, you are so simple." "What's the point of putting on a show? It's very boring. Modernization doesn't happen here." Pan Goushi spoke vigorously, with contempt in his tone.He used to hate the left set of furniture and the right set of decorations in other people's homes. They were clean, poor and elegant, and there was no place to put their hands and feet when they walked in. It would be better to pull a small stool to sit on it as soon as they entered the house.He has always been proud of the simplicity of his home.But now, with the shiny new-style furniture in front of him blocking his mouth, he changed his words as soon as he turned a corner: "Now I'm going to do as the Romans do. My comrades are encouraging me to make a fuss, send the wood to the yard, whatever you want Take these two." When he said this, he had infinite emotion. "It's good to surrender," a quote from his review of "Water Margin" popped up in his mind with self-deprecation.Yes, I seem to be surrendering myself.The set of things that I insisted on in the past has been changed without knowing it. Why do I scold others?What face?It wasn't that Yuzhen came back from fetching water from the front stove with a warm pot, and he felt awkward looking at her permed hair that looked like spring rolls.In the past, he told young workers in the agricultural machinery factory that men's hair should not grow long, women's hair should not be permed, and that they should be "beautiful without competing for beauty".It was a phrase he had been repeating complacently for a long time.But later, even his wife quietly permed her hair, but he didn't say anything.What do you say?The social atmosphere has changed subtly and completely.What he looks down on his wife now is that she is not native and foreign. If she wants to perm her hair, she should just be like those girls who know how to dress up and make it look good. Why does she curl up like a curly sheep when she gets a perm, and she looks shabby?He watched his wife pour water into the two teacups, and the big old Zhang picked up his special white enamel cup with the handle dropped, he stood up hastily, stretched out his hand to stop it, and said, "Don't use this cup, old Zhang. "He has tuberculosis and cannot infect others. "What's wrong?" Big Zhang asked puzzled. "Ah, that cup is hot," he said awkwardly with his hand in mid-air, "use this glass." He didn't want others to know that he had tuberculosis.Tuberculosis, dishonorable, tarnishes his majestic image. "It's okay." The eldest Zhang said, picking up his cup and taking a sip. Pan Goushi turned his head and looked at his wife. Seeing that his wife opened her mouth to explain something to Mr. Zhang, he waved his hand and said, "Clean up the house and make breakfast." house went. While the big boss was drinking water, Pan Goushi looked awkward, he lacked morality. While drinking water, Erhu came in, and the eldest Zhang took Erhu into his arms: "Come on, Erhu, ask Uncle Zhang to hug you." He looked up at Pan Goushi and said, "You three The kid is good enough, everyone is angry." This hit Pan Goushi's nerves of laughter, he happily showed his yellow teeth, and while smoking a cigarette with a smile, he said: "Three silly boys." "They get married when they grow up, and each of them has a set of furniture, and I'll do the painting." Big Zhang waved his hand uprightly.His hand waving is very special, the palm of his hand is like a paintbrush he is holding, and he flicks it up as if to paint. Pan Goushi was even happier.He didn't know that everyone in Hengling Valley knew that to please him he had to praise his son's tiger spirit.Big boss Zhang is also sure about this market.Whether it was helping to paint the furniture or boasting about his son's vigor, it was all a foreshadowing for Big Zhang. He saw that the opportunity was ripe, so he spoke seriously. "Secretary Pan, I want to ask you something." "Let's talk." He happily replied, while handing over the cigarette. "I'm talking about Song Ansheng." "What?" Pan Goushi asked vigilantly, holding back the right hand that was passing the cigarette. "He is young and naive, if he makes any mistakes, you forgive him. Secretary Pan, you may not know that he is my nephew." Big Zhang laughed. "That's not okay." Pan Goushi's face sank, and he put the cigarette in his right hand and the cigarette case in his left hand on the short square table next to him, "He is young and naive? He understands everything and is so smart Very. They don’t take my secretary seriously.” Song Ansheng is a young man in his mid-twenties. He used to be the principal of Henglingyu Primary School, and later became the deputy director of the commune, in charge of culture, education, health, scientific research and other messy things.This high school graduate is good at everything, and always disagrees with Pan Goushi.Pan Goushi hated him deeply.He hates that he is more educated than himself, hates that he can speak and write better than himself, and especially hates that at the county-wide opinion meeting half a month ago, he directly hooked up with the new county party secretary and sued him. shape.He just needs to clean him up now.Subordinates are supposed to be respectful, well-behaved, and not to show off by leapfrogging their ranks.To break these few rules is to break Pan Goushi's big taboo.Song Ansheng only now realizes that he regrets it?Scared?Ask someone to intercede?It's too late, I don't want to eat this set. "Secretary Pan, what shortcomings does he have, please criticize him more." Big Zhang smiled awkwardly. Yuzhen hugged the three tigers at the door and also interjected in a persuasive way: "You don't know how to talk to Xiao Song?" When Pan Goushi saw that his wife was also pleading for Song Ansheng, he jumped up and roared with spittle: "Do you need to meddle in the outside affairs? This one asks you to intercede, that one asks you to intercede, walk to my head through the back door Come up. Let me tell you, no way. Whoever does this again, I will spit on his face." "Spit in the face", this is Pan Goushi's most furious words.As soon as these words came out of the acting secretary's mouth, the people in Henglingyu fell silent and dared not say anything.Although the eldest brother Zhang works in the city, he is well aware of the market situation in Henglingyu. He smiled embarrassedly, took out the cigarette by himself, lowered his head and lit it, and his hand that struck the match was slightly trembling.Seeing that Yuzhen was really unhappy, she bravely persuaded Pan Goushi in a slow voice: "The person who gives you advice in person is not necessarily bad. Don't be prejudiced against Song Ansheng." "If you open your mouth again, I'll spit on you!" Pan Goushi shouted, pointing at his wife with his blood red eyes on fire.No one has ever dared to contradict him after he scolded "spit in the face", but today it was his wife who slapped him in the face. "What is Song Ansheng? Little careerist. Striving for the limelight everywhere. Isn't he capable? Find his backer and sue me. Hook up with the girl who teaches in elementary school, and come and go with that little widow surnamed Lin in Chencun. He does things by himself, does he need your protection?" "Don't talk nonsense about people." Yuzhen couldn't stand her husband's swear words.She knew that the "elementary school girl" refers to Xiao Tingting from this village, and the little widow refers to Lin Hong. "I'll spit on your face." Pan Goushi couldn't hold back, he spit on Yuzhen's face. Big Zhang was shocked.Miss Xiao Qiao, the commune telephone operator who just opened the door, also stood at the door in shock. Pan Goushi himself stood there in a daze. Yuzhen stood there numbly holding the three tigers, without wiping the spittle off her face.She stared blankly at her husband, as if looking at a stranger, her sallow face was covered with a desolate look of beating and scolding, Sanhu hugged her neck tightly with both hands out of fear, and looked back at her father in horror.Da Hu and Er Hu leaned close to their mother without making a sound, hugged her leg each, and turned their heads to look at their father with small faces raised.Three children, six hot little hands hugged her tightly.The children all know that she is wronged.Two cloudy teardrops slowly flowed down Yuzhen's face "Ah." Pan Goushi thumped his head and sat down on the small bench.What are you doing? . "Auntie, Secretary Pan has been busy with work these few days, and sometimes he feels irritable. Don't worry about it." Xiao Qiao smiled sweetly, and came up to take the child from Yuzhen's arms.She is a sweet girl. "Do you see how close these three children are to you? They are all so angry, and there is no trouble watching them." She glanced at Pan Goushi.Praising the child's aggressiveness today did not elicit a smile from the secretary.Xiao Qiao took out the handkerchief again and handed it to Yuzhen. Yuzhen shook her head and pushed it back with her hand.Xiao Qiao smiled and said to Pan Goushi, "Secretary Pan, I'm here to tell you to answer the phone." "Just ask them to pick it up and write it down." Pan Goushi waved his hand and said. "It's County Magistrate Gu." Pan Gou Shiteng stood up: "Okay, let's go." He walked to the door of the inner room, turned his head to look at Yuzhen, sighed, and went out again; She tore off a dry towel and stuffed it into Yuzhen's hand; she glanced at the teacup on the short square table again, picked it up, splashed water on the spot, put it aside, then poured water into the glass and put it next to Big Zhang: " Old Zhang, you drink water, use this cup. Cigarettes, you take it yourself." He pushed the cigarette case to the side of Big Old Zhang, smiled awkwardly, turned around and left the house. He always stooped forward like this when he walked, hurrying like he was catching a train.The legs are a bit bowed, the knees are outward, and the figure-of-eight gait is set aside. The large cloth shoes are always pulling the ground, and the steps are heavy.I'm in a bad mood today, so I stretched even harder.Xiao Qiao followed behind, looking at his walking posture, she wanted to laugh, but she didn't laugh.What she has to do now is to put a smile on Secretary Pan's face.Otherwise, the atmosphere in the commune compound is tense all day, and no one should try to show it. "Secretary Pan, please review this broadcast draft." Xiao Qiao took out a few pages from her pocket and handed them to Pan Goushi, who was still an announcer at the commune radio station. "I don't have to read it." Pan Goushi said. "This article is important." Xiao Qiao pouted coquettishly, "It's better for you to read it yourself, at least you have to sign it yourself. What else can I do?" These words are like a panacea for relieving qi, Pan Goushi's mood suddenly improved, very useful.Especially the word "personally", he likes to hear it the most.He immediately stopped and took it, dipped his fingers in the saliva on his tongue, flipped through a page or two, then took out an old-fashioned pen with a black shaft and a large feed, and wrote serious comments on it: "This manuscript is extremely serious. Important, agree to broadcast quickly. Pan".Those two characters are crooked and crooked, which is really not very good.He straightened his hand, took it far away, looked around, added the date on the back, looked at it again with satisfaction, and handed it to Xiao Qiao.He likes to criticize best.No matter what size or size of a note, or an uploaded report, he must approve a few sentences.Obviously, it was something that could be done in a few words after meeting face to face, but he also wanted to draft an article, and then said, "Please circulate to the comrades of the commune party committee for consideration." The two of them entered the commune compound, passing by the screen wall facing the door, with a wall newspaper posted on it.Xiao Qiao stopped again, "Secretary Pan, it's time for you to replace the wall newspaper with a new one, please write another poem." "How can I do that poetry?" Pan Goushi smiled modestly from ear to ear. "Who doesn't know that you are the best at writing Qijue and Qilu ancient poems." These delicate words really made his heart feel as if it had been ironed.Now, how many people can understand the rhythm of flat and zigzag like him?If things go on like this, Chinese classical poetry must become extinct. "Then what are you writing this time?" He stopped smiling and looked up at the last issue of the poster.Red, green and green mastheads, lace, and the position of the headline is the song "Seven Wonders" he wrote last time.The so-called Qijue is just a doggerel, but he hasn't studied the difference between the two. Family planning is really good, the party's will must be kept in mind, The future generations have a long-term plan, and the people's life is better than ever. He looked rather complacent.In particular, the word "predicate" in "truth is good" and the word "will" in "the will of the party" are used very cleverly, which is not vulgar, and has a taste of ancient poetry.For these few words, he frowned and lay down on the desk for more than half an hour to ponder, scribbling and correcting, and even forgot to go back to eat lunch.Ancient poetry should pay attention to refining characters in this way.If you don't come out to "deliberate", how can there be "spring breeze and green river south bank"?It is a little regretful that the poster was drenched in rain for two days, the red and green papers were all faded, and the handwriting was blurred.In the future, a canopy should be installed on this wall newspaper.No one pays attention to such an important matter under the nose, and he has to personally grasp everything.What can he do if he doesn't catch it himself?He decided to go back and write an article, and he had already thought about the content and style: "In order to ensure the propaganda effect of the wall newspaper, shouldn't we put a canopy on the top of the wall newspaper? Please think about it. This article is circulated, and everyone is welcome to read it." Bright own opinion. Pan". "You can write whatever you want." Xiao Qiao said coquettishly beside him again, interrupting his train of thought, "You don't know how to be a secretary, so how can you lead us?" Pan Goushi nodded happily: "Okay, okay, I'll spend two hours writing tonight." He felt completely relieved.The girl Xiao Qiao pleases him, how come he likes it, of course he didn't think much about it.When she first transferred, he was the most disgusted.There is no other reason, just because she is too beautiful, with a fair and delicate face, and sparkling black eyes, she looks irregular.He doesn't like pretty girls.The reason is very simple, beautiful girls always make him feel pressured, make him afraid to look straight in the eye, speak unnaturally, and often cause him to lose his dignity.The timidity he had when he was young has not changed now.When he was in the agricultural machinery factory in the past, young workers nicknamed him "Paneric acid" behind his back.It is said that he is shabby when he sees his superiors fawning and licking; he is shabby when he sees a beautiful girl who dare not raise his eyes.When this word reached his ears, he was furious.Because of this, he hated pretty girls even more.Especially hate those who look romantic.When he called a woman bad, the most vicious word was "Merry".Perhaps it was because his wife was not good-looking, which especially strengthened his hatred of beautiful girls.However, Xiao Qiao was short to him, Secretary Pan, Secretary Pan, and finally he was so sweet that he was pleasing to his heart and eyes.Slowly, he not only got used to seeing her, but also liked her more and more.Xiao Qiao respects her superiors and obeys her leaders. This is her greatest advantage.It's just that Xiao Qiao came to his house, and when he was done, he would vent his dissatisfaction with his wife for no reason.Either he thinks Yuzhen is sloppy, or he thinks she is stupid, doesn't know how to deal with people and has no flexibility.Now walking side by side with Xiao Qiao, the powdery, watery fragrance of her body made him feel numb.Should buy some of this for myself too.Cough, I don't know if her non-local one will work. At the switchboard, as soon as I picked up the phone, all those random thoughts disappeared.Xiao Qiao leaned beside her with a smile, curling her hair around her chest with her fingers.He couldn't see her anymore, and he couldn't even smell the fragrance.He only heard Gu Rong's kind and dignified voice on the phone.The voice was heavy and made him feel a lot of weight.He even remembered a scene in his dream last night: Gu Rong was sitting on the top of a high mountain and speaking, and the whole valley thundered like his voice. Xiao Qiao looked at him from the side, thinking it was very funny in her heart, she was so aggressive at home just now, her eyes were about to squirt blood; now, nodding and bowing over the phone, she became a different person. "I, I am thinking and mentally prepared." Pan Goushi stammered into the microphone.At every critical moment, the problem of stuttering when I was a child was brought out again. "Who knows what kind of preparation you are preparing for? Besides, mental preparation is all it takes?" Gu Rong kindly teased a little bit of an elder, "Aren't you proficient in "Three Kingdoms"? Careless Jingzhou..." "Yes, yes." He nodded repeatedly.Putting down the phone, there was already sweat on his forehead, he took out a wrinkled black handkerchief and wiped it.Secretary Gu's reminder and beating to himself was very timely and absolutely necessary.See what you have done all morning?All the fuss and noise left the serious business aside.Isn't the new secretary of the county party committee coming today?Obviously, he took Hengling Valley as a thorn in his side and came to pick a thorn in his flesh, but he was still foolish. Wasn't he trying to lose Jingzhou carelessly?After all, Secretary Gu has a level, beating on ideas.Thinking that he actually knew that he was proficient in "Three Kingdoms", he felt a little warm and intoxicated and was very moved.Secretary Gu really knows people and makes good use of them. He remembered the situation when he went to visit Gu Rong in the "VIP Courtyard" of the county guest house yesterday.When there were only the two of them left at last, Pan Goushi mustered up his courage for a long time, and boldly said: "Secretary Gu, are you feeling better? Do you want me to take your pulse?...Ah, I, I I know a little bit about the pulse, I know, I don’t know much.” He stuttered a little, and his back was already dripping with sweat. "It doesn't matter long ago." Gu Rong sat back on the sofa and waved his hands, "It's so far away, ten or twenty miles away, it's not easy for you to come to see me every two days." He pointed at him and joked : "Loyal minister. Huh? Hehehe." Pan Goushi also laughed, his eyes were so moist.Gu Rong could also see how moved he was, and Gu Rong was also a little moved.In fact, he used to look down on Pan Goushi very much, what he did was too vicious, he had no sense of propriety, and the influence was too bad.However, he took a fancy to this person's loyalty and daring to take the lead.This kind of person is actually the most useful. They are not afraid of offending people when they charge forward, and they will never beat people under the brand of a leader. They hide by themselves and be good people;Because of his viciousness, he accumulated grievances everywhere, and it was difficult to establish another mountain.If the crowd is really angry, you can reprimand him three times and defend him two times in public, you can use both soft and hard to deal with him, and you can win people's hearts with this.This kind of scheming art of employing people is of course beyond Pan Goushi's imagination. "I can't hide away when Secretary Gu is in trouble. I..." He stammered and tried to show his loyalty, but Gu Rong was undoubtedly annoyed by such stupid words.He quickly changed the topic to the fact that Li Xiangnan was going to take the county party committee team to the countryside the next day: "Henglingyu, isn't he going?" Gu Rong leaned on the sofa and said, "It can't be said that it is a thorn in the flesh, at least it is not pleasing to the eye, right? Your Pan Goushi is also suspected of being Gu." "Then I have to do it with him." "What are you doing?" Gu Rong looked up at Pan Goushi in dissatisfaction, and asked in a drawn-out voice, "Unity is the most important thing. Go back and summarize the work of the commune. Put the mainstream and achievements, and be justified. What's the problem?" , especially difficult problems, you can ask the secretary of the county party committee for instructions." Pan Goushi understood this.This is the secret grant opportunity. He nodded repeatedly, and stood up obediently with bowed legs: "Secretary Gu, sit down, I'll go back and get ready." After repeatedly dissuading Gu Rong, he stepped backwards out of the room.This "Pan-style" footwork that never leaves the office with his back facing the leader has already brought him a widely spread "honor" accompanied by laughter.That was an "honor" that he himself didn't know about. At this moment, he suddenly stood up from the phone.Yesterday, he had already arranged the battle against the "General", the secretary of the county party committee; now, he had to take advantage of the morning and the first half an hour to go through it again.When Li Xiangnan came to Hengling Valley to pull out the nails, he was going to hit the iron nails.As soon as he walked out of the phone room, Du Hu came running to ask him to go home for breakfast.He waved his hand impatiently, and sent off: "Go back and tell your mother, I don't have time, I don't want to eat." Dui looked at him timidly with his small round face up, and left without a word.What time is it, do you still have breakfast?The sun has already shone brightly on the white gray walls of the west house in the commune compound, and Hengling Mountain is also coated with a layer of dazzling golden yellow. The soil is soil, the trees are trees, and even small stones and grasses can be seen clearly. .Still have time to eat? Hurry up.First, thoroughly consider the work of the commune, check and arrange it again, and there must be no loopholes for Li Xiangnan to catch.The whole person only grasps the excuse to start, this experience he understands best.Second, and more importantly, we must prepare a bunch of difficult problems and "ask" the secretary of the county party committee.Make it difficult for him, and make him feel miserable. Thinking of "making a difficult problem" for the new county party secretary, he was excited and nervous, and his palms were sweating.