"Tu tuk!"

"Who?"

"You man." Chen Jianguo roared angrily.

Gao Chunrong opened the door and was startled to see her husband covered in yellow mud. He verbally said, "Oh, why is the big clerk so embarrassed? You are such a full labor force!"

While squeezing the already stinky clothes on his body, Chen Jianguo said, "Do you have any food? You are starving to death and numb. Today I have finished all the work for a year, grass!"

After all, it was a clerk of the village committee and was usually polite, so Chen Jianguo was very particular about speaking. Today, he was so tired that he was so angry that he swears.

"Why, I'll work for the village committees. I'll forget it if I don't pay any money, and I won't pay for the meal?" Gao Chunrong said sarcastically.

"I'm just a fool, eat yourself. Why do you talk so much nonsense? What's the benefit of starving me to death? At least I still have more than 1,000 yuan in salary every month to get it home. Do you want it?"

Gao Chunrong hurriedly brought the food to the table, stir-fried garlic sprouts with bacon, a pot of stewed green beans, and two taels of packets of corn wine.

After eating a few chopsticks and taking a sip of wine, Chen Jianguo felt better.

Gao Chunrong: "I said, "The founding of the country, you were tortured like this just the first day. You won't be ruined after work? It's not a solution to continue like this. Otherwise, you pretend to be sick. I'll ask Song Qingyun for leave. I think Song Qingyun is a young man. Maybe he gave up in two days, so this matter will be ruined."

The man knows best.

Chen Jianguo has been in poor physical strength since he was a child and cannot do any work in the fields. He has no choice but to be a village cadre.

There are two old men and Gao Chunrong in the house, and he is sure to keep one finger from sticking to the spring water.

Chen Jianguo cursed: "Hair is long and short, you know nothing. After contacting Song Qingyun during this period, I understand what kind of person he is, and I can't fool him at all."

"Who?"

"He is an ambitious person. He wants to achieve success and become a high-ranking official. As long as this person has ambition, he will not care about the life or death of the people below. I pretend to be sick and refuse to do it. People will definitely take revenge on me. They will all give up the words to waive my documents. Do you think, can I hide?"

"If you want to remove you from the position of clerk, that won't happen. You have to continue."

As mentioned earlier, Chen Jianguo couldn't do the work in the field. Fortunately, he was quite competent as a clerk, earning more than 1,000 yuan a month. In addition, the state also paid pension insurance and medical insurance.

Although the leaders of the village committees are once every three years, they do not say that they are not allowed to be re-elected. If they have outstanding achievements and high prestige, they can be supported by the villagers, and you can work until you retire. After all, Hongshi Village is not big, and there are only a few people who have the ability. If you don’t allow others to be re-elected, you will be able to take the opportunity to eat fruits?

Later on, there was really no one. Isn’t it possible that even Wan Xinke’s stupid one can do the previous one?

joke.

If Chen Jianguo cannot make a document, he has nothing to do.

Chen Jianguo lowered his voice: "Song Qingyun is full of energy. Although sometimes he is very naive, his future is absolutely good. You must believe in my old-fashioned eyes. The more miserable I was tortured this time, the higher my status in the mind of the leader. I am a person who has shed blood and sweated for Secretary Song!"

"You've shed a lot of sweat, where's the blood?"

"Hey, you reminded me that tomorrow I have to make some wounds for myself, and if I have a minor injury, I will not go down the fire, and if I have serious injuries, I will not go to the hospital. I will be moved and moved Secretary Song very well."

"Forget it, let's forget it, I feel sorry for it." Gao Chunrong patted her husband's shoulder and said, "You're tired of being in charge, I'll give you a massage."

"Thank you, my wife."

The two of them laughed.

...

Gao Chunrong told Chen Jianguo not to work tomorrow when he was at home, and Song Qingyun really wanted to give up.

He is even more tired than Chen Jianguo.

Now Secretary Xiao Song’s limbs and bones are all soft, his feet are so trembling that he can’t stand steadily. He grinds a blood bubble with his left hand because he holds the hoe handle, like a purple grape.

When he was going back to the house to take a shower, he actually fell asleep while sitting on the ground.

Until the hot water in the water heater is exhausted and awakened by cold water.

The consequence of being too tired is that although you are extremely hungry, you have no appetite.

He was too lazy to cook, so he made a pack of instant noodles, ate two chopsticks randomly, and then felt better after drinking the soup.

Just as he was about to fall to bed, Chen Zhonggui ran over angrily: "Secretary Song, Secretary Song, you have to make the decision for me, Huang Erwa, he is... he is bullying people." There was a crying voice in his voice.

Song Qingyun was shocked: "He hit you again?" He refused to change his advice. Is this unreasonable?

"No, he dares not hit people, and he has no money to hit people." Chen Zhonggui wiped his tears: "Secretary, didn't you punish him to pay me money? The family is planning to sell wheat seeds, fertilizers and pesticides. I just asked him, the man named Huang told me to get out. I, Chen Zhonggui, is in his forties, but although I am poor, I have never been ruined like this. Get out, who told me to get out?"

"Okay, okay, don't be sad. Where is Huang Ming now? I'll seek justice for you." Song Qingyun understood Chen Zhonggui's thoughts. He just wanted the organization to help ask the compensation.

Although Song Qingyun did not want to intervene in the private disputes of villagers in principle, Chen Zhonggui was his target of targeted poverty alleviation, and he wanted to set a model and it would be unreasonable not to make decisions for him.

Chen Zhonggui: "He is carrying coal, and there are so many people, but fortunately he didn't do it, otherwise he would have been beaten up by his group of people."

Hongshi Village is far away from the city and is very remote. It is not available for natural gas, so it is impossible to use it. The mountains are mostly red sandstone, and soil erosion is severe, and there is no grass growing in many places. Every winter, it is difficult for everyone to use fire and keep warm.

Moreover, the city and streets have strictly ordered that straw should not be burned. After the autumn harvest every year, the straw will be broken by the unified national machine and returned to the fields.

So, how to solve the fuel problem? You can only burn coal. After the autumn harvest and farming are busy every year, merchants will transport several trucks of coal into the village and sell it to villagers.

As for which coal or straw is more polluted, it depends on your opinion, and you can't see smoke at least.

Song Qingyun felt that burning coal seemed inappropriate and was very concerned about environmental protection issues. Putting aside Chen Zhonggui's case, he also wanted to conduct an on-site investigation.

When I arrived at the ground, I felt relieved when I saw it. It was all coking coal, which was smokeless, had high calorie value, was thoroughly burned, and comply with national emission regulations.

Because the distance is long, the merchant will pay for gas if he buys less. Therefore, usually several villagers with good relationships will buy a car.

Huang Mingzheng and a group of young men shook their arms and unloaded the goods. He was not wearing a camouflage uniform today, just a black vest with a line of red letters printed on it: "Attack the Tiger."

Compared with Song Qingyun, who is slightly thin, these young people are muscular and energetic, and are common all-labor laborers in rural areas.

Seeing Chen Zhonggui bringing Song Qingyun over, Huang Ming hurriedly said to several companions beside him: "Brothers, you guys, let's do it first. I'll go and say a few words to Song Qingyun and Chen Zhonggui."

One person said, "Huang Erwa, if you want to make trouble later, yell."

Huang Ming: "Not."

It can be seen that he is quite prestigious among the young people, and he is the thorn among the thorns.
Chapter completed!