I'm really just the village head

Liu Junhua stared at Wu Erwa angrily.

Finally, he took a deep breath and his face became calm.

"When will it arrive? How can I find you?" Liu Junhua adjusted his emotions and asked Liu Chunlai calmly.

Only then did Liu Chunlai realize the problem.

They are here, without a fixed place.

"You leave your contact address. When you arrive, I will let someone find you." Liu Chun came to think about it, and now it is too late to rent a house.

it's the only way.

Liu Junhua didn't say much, using Liu Chunlai's pen to leave a contact address in his notebook.

"Are we staying too? Anyway, we don't have much to do, just wait here for you." Wu Erwa looked at the pen handed over by Liu Chunlai.

He didn't want to wait for Liu Chun to come to contact him.

The initiative is in your own hands.

"I don't know when next time, I will send a telegram back in a while and let them prepare to ship." Liu Chun told the truth.

"It's okay, I'll wait for you too. By the way, Brother Chunlai, haven't you eaten yet? Our brothers are all hungry. I will treat you at noon and let's go out!" Wu Erwa said indifferently.

As long as Liu Chunlai is in stock.

"I don't have time at noon. I'll invite you when I have time. Brothers are all tired..." Seeing Wu Erwa didn't say that he would sell the goods before paying, Liu Chunlai couldn't help giving him a high look.

This kind of person is worthy of long-term cooperation.

Do not break the rules.

Know who owns the initiative and have a clear understanding of yourself.

After asking several people about the direction of the post and telecommunications bureau, they refused Wu Erwa's lead, and Liu Chunlai went there by himself.

There is a phone in the commune, but when the old man rushes over, I don't know when.

It is better to shoot a telegram directly.

Wu Erwa didn't insist either. The brothers waited all morning. This is making money. They all go home to make parents happy.

Post office.

Although it is Sunday, most people in the post and telecommunications office are off, but they are still on duty.

Shancheng is the largest city in the southwest, especially the busiest area of ​​Jiefangbei, even at noon on Sunday.

Especially long-distance telephone rooms.

The line was long and many people came in line with lunch.

There are relatively fewer people in the telegraph room.

Rao is not many people, Liu Chunlai also took more than an hour to shoot the team before it was his turn.

"Comrade, are you sure you want to take such a long telegram? A word is divided into four, and punctuation and address are also worth 7 points! Long distance calls don't cost so much money..."

Looking at the manuscript in her hand, the middle-aged female salesperson on duty at the Post and Telecommunications Bureau reminded Liu Chunlai.

Write so much, waste more money.

Is it bad to call?

Liu Chunlai wants to call too.

The key is to call their commune from Shancheng, which is too much trouble.

Long-distance calls these days are not dialed here, and the opposite side can be answered directly.

Need to be transferred through the operator, and the quality of the call is not good, sometimes even an hour can not be connected.

If there is a phone in the village, he can still wait.

But the call needs to be made to the city, then transferred to the county, and then transferred to the commune, and then his father is notified by the commune loudspeaker to come again. This process...

The telegram can be sent directly to the commune.

"Just like that." Liu Chunlai knew that the other party kindly reminded himself.

Generally, telegrams are simple words.

But he was afraid that his father would not be clear, and he would be in trouble.

In the telegram, it not only explained that the four garment factories must change all the remaining pants as soon as possible, but also to find out when the next pig-carrying boat will arrive at the Wangshan Commune Food Station. If it takes a long time, they will pay separately. Let them take a trip...

Everything must be explained clearly.

"You are in a hurry for the next three, just use one." The salesperson felt that Liu Chunlai was really wasteful.

"Three can express urgency." Liu Chunlai was speechless, and directly took out twenty yuan.

Seeing his insistence, the salesperson stopped speaking.

"A total of 274 Chinese characters, 38 blocks of 3 jiao 6; 68 punctuation marks and addresses, 4 blocks of 7 jiao 6, a total of 43 blocks of 1 jiao 2..." The salesperson looked at the number in horror.

The general telegram, two or three crosses, is already very long.

This telegram requires her one month's salary.

This young man is too prodigal.

Liu Chunlai directly took out 5 pieces of Great Unity.

The salesperson took the money and didn't bother to pay attention to Liu Chun.

"This young man is so stupid? You don't need a few dollars for a long-distance call, sending such a long telegram!"

"It's better to read more books. An educated person can solve the problem with a few words..."

"True prodigal! Which large unit probably belongs to..."

"If it's really a big company, just call directly, why would it be so stupid?"

Those who were waiting behind were all talking.

A telegram is more than 43 yuan.

Ten thousand yuan households can't withstand such a toss!

Liu Chunlai ignored them and directly checked the content of the telegram and asked for a receipt. After it was sent out, he left the post office and had to continue accepting reservations from the furniture factory in the afternoon.

At the Light Industry Bureau, even if the surrounding trees are scorched by the sun, they can't stop people's enthusiasm for shopping.

In the beginning, trade fairs were just organized by various units to deal with squeezed goods or products with quality problems. All kinds of goods do not require industrial vouchers, and the prices are cheaper than in shops.

Under such enthusiasm, the fair has gradually become a sales venue for high-end products.

There is no two-day break. Sunday is the rest time for most people after a week of work.

The exhibitions of the Light Industry Bureau should have been held many times with a lot of people.

"Have you eaten?" Seeing Liu Chunlai's weakness, Liu Jiuwa looked worried.

"I made a telegram just now and asked the garment factory to process all the rest. The next time the ship from Wangshan Commune will send it over. There are too many people over there."

Where does Liu Chun come to have time to eat?

But now, there are more people.

"I'm going to buy you a bowl of noodles." After speaking, he went outside.

He can't help here either.

Yang Yi didn't guard here anymore, and he didn't know what Liu Chunlai was up to.

Zhang Changgui and the others are hiding in the shade of the trees.

But the woman who bought the furniture went and fetched all the money, and just guarded by the side, afraid that Liu Chunlai would sell this.

"I don't know how Chunlai is over there! It's been a few days, and there's no news..." Yang Aiqun held a porridge bowl that could illuminate people, without any appetite.

Liu Fuwang buried his head and drank the cold rice porridge. "He used to be in the county seat and came back once a month. I didn't see you worry."

"At that time, it was near, I knew where he was, he couldn't get enough to eat or cold, the mountain city was so big, so far away, and there was no acquaintance..."

"..." Liu Fuwang did not dare to answer.

"The east wind is red, the sun is rising..."

At this moment, the broadcast rang.

"What's the matter with the commune?" Liu Fuwang drank the porridge in the bowl and went outside.

"Fourth brigade Liu Fuwang, fourth brigade Liu Fuwang, hurry up to collect the telegram at the Commune Post Office!"

"Sent back from Spring?" Yang Aiqun quickly reacted.

Only urgent telegrams will be notified by loud speakers.

Usually, if there is any meeting or related to the brigade cadres, they are always notified to go to the meeting.

"Could it be that something happened to Chunlai over there..."

Yang Aiqun put the bowl on the table and rushed outside regardless of the dirt on his clothes.

"What are you in a hurry!" Liu Fuwang said in his mouth, not seeing any slowness in his movements, and rushed out.

"Aunt Cuihua, nothing will happen to spring, right? The telegram came after only two days..." Tian Li looked at Yang Cuihua worriedly.

But she bet all the chips on Liu Chunlai.

Yang Cuihua shook her head, "No, it may be something else."

Saying so, but there is no bottom in my heart.

After speaking, I also walked outside.

"where are you going?"

"Go and see..." Yang Cuihua pretended to be calm.

Tian Li also followed her footsteps.

"Bazuzu, Bazuzu..." Liu Dachun was anxious when he heard the announcement, and ran directly to Liu Baye's yard.

She yelled while she was still outside.

At this time, many people have come over.

Liu Dabing rushed to the outside.

The whole team relies on Liu Baye to make decisions.

The urgent telegram, the commune used a loudspeaker to notify that only something major happened.

I haven't heard it in years.

"Call Huan! I'm not dead yet!" Liu Baye was lying in the yard, taking a nap under the easy chair.

Although there are many black mosquitoes, he has a fan woven with strips in his hand.

Besides, the moist wormwood was burning in the brazier next to it. This thing, smoked mosquitoes, is quite useful.

"Bazu, what happened to the Spring Festival?"

Liu Dachun couldn't help but rush.

If something happened to Liu Chun, he really didn't expect to beg a wife in his life.

"I asked my soldier to inquire about the news. Don't panic when something goes wrong! It might be good news!" Liu Baye said without confidence.

Therefore, there is not enough breath in the voice.