Chapter 7 Chapter VII
On the provincial road from Chexi City to Sixian Town, Xiao Mingchuan's Desert King ran swiftly.At this time, the imported long-distance intercom on the car rang, 07, 07, Xiajiakan call, did you hear it?Please answer. 07 is the last number on the license plate of Desert King, so 07 became the code name of Xiao Mingchuan's walkie-talkie.Xiao Mingchuan said, I am 07, please speak.The other party said that the construction of the heating station was blocked, please come to coordinate quickly.Xiao Mingchuan said, 07 understands and will be here immediately.Putting down the walkie-talkie, Xiao Mingchuan looked at his watch, estimating how long it would take to reach Xiajiakan.
On the Shuimiao Line, a heating station is built every 50 kilometers, because during the long-distance transportation of crude oil, the oil temperature cannot be lower than the design temperature, otherwise it will be enema, which means that the flowing crude oil solidifies in the pipe , Once solidified, the entire oil pipeline will be stopped, which is a serious accident, and the consequences will be disastrous.Xiao Mingchuan's body twitched, his face looked gray, his eyebrows seemed to be tugging together, as if he was suffering from an illness somewhere.Liu Haitao asked cautiously, could it be the stomach again, Xiao Chu?Liu Haitao has seen Xiao Mingchuan's uncomfortable appearance several times, and every time Xiao Mingchuan said that it might be because of an upset stomach.Xiao Mingchuan let out a long breath and said, it's all right.Then put the two arms around the stomach and press hard.After being silent for a while, Liu Haitao honked the horn and said in a strange voice, "Xiao Chu, I think there are a lot of things in our area. In Guo Chu's eight townships, there are few people crying over graves or blocking cars."Xiao Mingchuan picked up a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap, took a sip and said, are you busy?Don't think about it.Liu Haitao accelerated past several large coal trucks, and said, Xiao Chu, I heard that Guo Chu and the county leaders are very clear-headed.
Xiao Mingchuan didn't pick up the words. At this moment, all his thoughts went to Xiajiakan, wondering who would cause trouble this time because of what?The land compensation on the Shuimiao Line was allocated to the local government at one time a month before the project started, and the local government forwarded it to the farmers who needed compensation. Most of the current troubles are in the villages. There are always some villagers who come up with all kinds of fallacies and heresies to stop the construction and ask for compensation, and some farmers who have received compensation are not happy, complaining angrily, talking about the ball, who is going to coax this little money?Don't say that you can't buy a thin donkey leg, even if you buy a cowhide leather dung bag, you have to fill it in. What is the reason for the oil man?The soil pimples bombarded the sheep, and the slag was killed, so they couldn't hear it, so they also found faults and made problems for the construction team.When the lawsuit came to the village, the village cadres were almost full of resentment. They turned their elbows in and said that the land compensation had been peeled layer by layer. The big fish ate the small fish, and the small fish ate dried shrimps. In the end, how many taels of minced meat can you hold?Trouble with balls, our village cadres can't manage balls.Dissatisfied from top to bottom, left, right, and miscellaneous things, Xiao Mingchuan suffered a lot in the village in the past six months.
Once in Hedong Village, a family of villagers blocked the road with their ancestral graves. Xiao Mingchuan moved policies, misunderstood principles, and talked about feelings. He disconnected his mobile phone, then locked the two of them in a cave, and kept saying that if they didn't bring 20,000 yuan, they would be kept as sheep.They arrived at noon, they didn't have lunch on the way, and when it got dark, both of them were hungry.Without the mobile phone, there is no way to call for help.Liu Haitao couldn't take it anymore, and after saying a few angry words to Xiao Mingchuan with a sour face, he shook the cave door and yelled, "Bastards, I'm a prisoner, so you guys have to give me something to eat, right?"The scolding really worked, and after a while, the man's woman brought a pot of noodle soup in a panic, and there were four eggs lying in the soup.Xiao Mingchuan refused to eat it, but Liu Haitao didn't care about it, and asked the man's woman to bring vinegar and spicy peppers, and ate most of the bowl.After nine o'clock at night, the man came to ask Xiao Mingchuan if he had figured it out, but Xiao Mingchuan ignored the man, and when the man said he had figured it out, he yelled at him.Xiao Mingchuan leaned his back against the wall of the kiln, thinking to himself, isn't it just to suffer some crimes, the more he suffers, the more he has the initiative. a.The oil lamp was taken away by the man, and in the cave dwelling you couldn't see your fingers, and mosquitoes bumped into your face from time to time. Liu Haitao, who was full, sang Zheng Zhihua's song with his legs crossed and his words changed, changing his words and tunes.You said it’s okay to suffer a little in the land requisition/wipe away your tears/don’t ask/how much money/I said the pain in the land requisition is unbearable/shed dry tears/you have to say/too little money...it was about ten o’clock , the village party secretary came out with a flashlight, yelled at the man to open the cave door, scolded the man, and bowed down to make up for Xiao Mingchuan's small talk.Xiao Mingchuan suffered a lot from this crime, and he never gave the village party secretary a good face.Liu Haitao glared at the village party secretary, and walked out staggeringly.The village party secretary said embarrassingly, if you set up a bar and drink, things will be straight forward, and there will be no business.Well, let’s just say, his life is not going well. He has raised three sons and two daughters, all of whom are strong and healthy. In those days, I can't boil oil and water.Xiao Mingchuan remained silent.The village party secretary took out two bottles of sorghum white from his pocket, unscrewed the caps, and yelled at the man to bring four big big bowls, gurgle the two bottles of wine into the four big big bowls, sniffled and said, Xiao Xiexiong, you two Let's make two bowls for each person, if it's done, you can walk away, it won't work... Speaking of which, the village party secretary squatted on the stool, fiddled with his hands, let out a long breath, and stopped talking.It is a folk custom in this area to play wine and show things, which is to use the amount of alcohol to compare winners and losers.Xiao Mingchuan swallowed his saliva, picked up a bowl, poured it straight down in one gulp, followed him in the gap where the man was dazed for some reason, and poured two more bowls in succession as if by magic, leaving only one bowl for the man.In the wine market, rushing to drink is Xiao Mingchuan's specialty, and he wins quickly, but such a way of playing today was rare in the past.When the village party secretary saw this, his eyelids drooped, he let out a long sigh, and buried his head without words.The man stared straight at the three empty bowls on the small table, choked up and said, "I'm sorry, I can't get the balls right."Xiao Mingchuan struggled to take out two hundred dollars, patted them on the small table, turned and left the cave without saying anything.The top-heavy Xiao Mingchuan held on to the last of his sobriety and groped into the car. Liu Haitao, who was listening to the song, was grinned by the smell of alcohol he brought into the car. When he looked at his face again, he saw that his eyes did not change. Turning the corner, I couldn't help being startled.At this time, the man ran over and returned the two mobile phones to Liu Haitao.Xiao Mingchuan gritted his teeth and made a slow gesture, signaling Liu Haitao to leave immediately.As soon as the car left the village, Xiao Mingchuan couldn't stand it any longer, vomited, Liu Haitao stopped the car, and muttered, no matter what, there's no reason to risk your life like this, I said Xiao Chu.Xiao Mingchuan moaned and groaned into a pile of mud.After Liu Haitao tidied up briefly, he took Xiao Mingchuan to the county hospital...
Forty minutes later, the Desert King drove into the Xiajiakan Heating Station with a cloud of dust.The construction team in this section is from Henan. The person in charge is in his forties. He is a man who knows how to calculate and find mistakes. He has always avoided losses when speaking and doing things. He never flicks his tongue. He writes down the work hours delayed due to land issues in the notebook hour by hour. He will ask you to settle the accounts in autumn. He is the most difficult person Xiao Mingchuan has come into contact with in Party B's construction unit. .After lunch today, when the construction team was preparing to level the sloping land planted with yams, they found an old lady with white hair and cloth clothes sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at the green ground, motionless, like a scarecrow .The person in charge didn't dare to step forward to inquire, and withdrew from the team to wait and see the development of the situation.Further down, the old lady sat there silently as if growing out of the ground.The person in charge guessed that there must be something hidden here, so he called 07.After listening to the person in charge narrate what happened, Xiao Mingchuan walked towards the old lady.Xiao Mingchuan knew this old lady. The old lady's surname was Zhao. When he re-surveyed this sloping field in the past, the old lady gave him the impression that she was quite sensible.At this time, the setting sun was brilliant, the yam field was illuminated brightly, the flying butterflies were shining with golden light, and in the light breeze, there was a breath of dry land.The old lady Zhao faced the setting sun, her hunched waist was inlaid with a layer of bright gold.Walking in this idyllic scenery, Xiao Mingchuan felt heavy.
Aunt Zhao.Xiao Mingchuan opened his mouth and knelt down in front of Mrs. Zhao.Mrs. Zhao smiled, oh, it's Comrade Xiao.Xiao Mingchuan nodded, hesitant to speak, his eyes picked up a few wet tears on Mrs. Zhao's wrinkled face.Xiao Mingchuan said regretfully that these potatoes would be shoveled before the day of harvest, which is quite distressing to say, alas!Old Mrs. Zhao straightened up, put back a wisp of hair on her forehead, the corner of her mouth twitched, but she didn't say what she wanted to say.Xiao Mingchuan sighed. At this time, he could understand the old man's mood. The potato field in her house was requisitioned, and the land occupied by the pipe ditch was temporarily requisitioned. After the pipe was buried, the ditch would be backfilled. In the coming year, what should be planted on the ground can still be planted, but the land requisitioned by the heating station is different, and if it is given out, it will not be taken back.The land is the lifeblood of the peasants, and it is the sustenance of their ancestors for generations. When they see a piece of familiar land no longer a farmland, it is difficult for urban residents to fathom the panic of the peasants, because The land gives farmers more than food.Mrs. Zhao straightened her chest, glanced at the resting workers in the distance, and said apologetically, "Comrade Xiao, didn't we interfere with your government and family's business?"Hey, we don't want that, we just want to sit on the ground, look, smell and so on.Xiao Mingchuan was torn in his heart, he felt that the old man's simplicity made people feel sad.Mrs. Zhao stood up, patted her buttocks, took Xiao Mingchuan's hand and said, Comrade Xiao, look at the sun, go back and work hard, go, rest at the aunt's house, drink a bowl of water, and have a meal, the aunt will give you Make buckwheat noodles.Xiao Mingchuan said in a harsh tone, Aunt Zhao...