I'm really just the village head

Chapter 39 Grassroots workers are all capable actors

Wangshan Commune.

Home of Chen Xiaolong, the head of the food station.

"It's settled, everyone, I represent the entire four teams, thank you! I will do it first, you are free!" Liu Fuwang stood up, a little unsteady, and the bowl in his hand was constantly shaking, and the drink was straight. Most of it spilled out of the bowl.

Raising his neck, all the little wine left in the bowl entered his mouth.

The whole body just sat weakly on the long bench.

When he touched the bench, he almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, Xie Gaoquan held him back.

The other people on the table were all looking confused and staggering.

Chen Xiaolong was also weak. When Liu Fuwang stood up, he had to stand up several times, but in the end he couldn't make a trip. "Old pick, don't worry, you can pull your stuff anytime these days, and you can leave at any time. You give 120 for one trip. That's it!"

It also dried the wine in the bowl.

The other people in charge of the food station did not object.

"Uncle, it's getting late, we have to rush back..." Yang Cuihua, who hadn't been to the wine table, had almost seen her and raised her mouth.

It's already past nine o'clock in the evening.

It's more than ten miles to go back from here.

It takes more than an hour to walk.

"Just rest here!" Chen Xiaolong's wife looked at Liu Fuwang and the others. Even though her faces were dissatisfied, she still didn't want them to have trouble on the road.

"His aunt, the big...Big team... There are so many things... My team captain... won't go back... They..."

Liu Fuwang tried to stand up, tried several times, but failed in the end.

The Chen family’s stay was declined.

"Auntie, don't worry, there are me and Uncle Gao Quan. Uncle Gao doesn't drink much..." Yang Cuihua explained to Chen Xiaolong's wife, Zhang Qinghua, "There has been a lot of things in the team these days. In a few days, we will come back in spring to see you."

She and Xie Gaoquan helped Liu Fuwang to walk back.

In the summer evening, the sky is clear.

Although the moonlight is not bright, it can clearly see the road.

When Xie Gaoquan didn't hold it when he went out, Liu Fuwang fell directly to the ground.

It caused Zhang Qinghua's worries.

Chen Xiaolong and the others laughed and said that Liu Fuwang was not good at picking up drinks.

"Okay, I left the commune, no one saw it." After leaving Wangshan Commune, Liu Fuwang stood up straight with the support of the two.

The whole person is extremely stable.

Where is the slightest drunkenness?

"The dog said, these people have terrible wine!" Liu Fuwang cursed.

"Uncle, if it wasn't for you, there would be no way..." Yang Cuihua looked at Liu Fuwang and sighed.

She watched the situation on the wine table from the beginning.

Several people at the food station were not indifferent to Liu Fuwang's proposal to use the advantages of the food station and resources to earn extra money, but they were unwilling to take any risks.

Rejecting Liu Fuwang's proposal, he just used their idle pig ship for transportation on the grounds of exploring reforms.

Fortunately, after a drink, they agreed to help the four teams of the Happy Commune solicit goods to run to the mountain city.

"Tomorrow, hurry up, speed up and drive out, and it will be transported over. It will be hot and rainy, so don't increase the water at that time." Liu Fuwang is worried about this.

There is a lot of rain in summer.

Once it rains heavily, the water in the entire Jialing River rises so much that it is impossible to run the boat.

Especially when there is a flood.

At that time, it will be washed directly by the flood along the Jialing River to the Yangtze River, and then into the Pacific Ocean...

"all gone?"

When everyone was gone, Chen Xiaolong, who had been ridiculously drunk and was helped to bed by his wife, sat up.

"Why are you?" Zhang Qinghua looked at Chen Xiaolong, "This matter is not a big deal."

"They can divide the money. It is impossible to expect them to get ahead! This is indeed a way. It is not a problem for Yujun to continue playing like this. I wondered if I could go to the county town tomorrow and buy a boat at that time. Stand..." Chen Xiaolong also sighed.

Isn't this for the nephew?

Zhang Qinghua looked at him, what he wanted to say, and finally let it go.

She often asked herself why she didn't give birth to a leader back then.

If there is a son, Chen Xiaolong will at least not stay in the food station of Wangshan Commune for so many years...

"You lie down, I'll go and clean up." Seeing Chen Xiaolong get up, Zhang Qinghua knew what he was going to do.

"Help you to clean up and go to bed early. Don't think about it so much. You are destined to have no sons. The three girls are pretty good. Then the youngest will recruit a son-in-law. You are not to blame for this." Chen Xiaolong Know what the wife thinks.

When he was young, he really wanted a son.

Without a son, many hard things cannot be said at the food station.

"The more you are like this, the more guilty I am..." Zhang Qinghua has been guilty all these years.

Chen Xiaolong patted her shoulder, "This is my problem."

After that, I went to help clean up the mess on the table.

"Then Liu Chunlai is good, how about?" Chen Xiaolong asked his wife in order to change the subject.

"Let's pull it down!" Zhang Qinghua rolled his eyes. "That kid and Yujun have sex with each other, and the girl can't look down on it. Besides, they are seven or eight years old."

Chen Xiaolong didn't say a word, but quietly packed his dishes.

It was meant to divert his wife's attention.

Liu Chunlai is indeed not something his honest girl can afford.

Yang Cuihua and Xie Gaoquan sent Liu Fuwang back to the fourth team.

In the garment workshop of the public house, the kerosene lamp is still frantically filling the air with black smoke.

In front of the oil lamp, more than a dozen female workers in patched clothes are staying up late to work overtime.

No one spoke except the "click" of the sewing machine.

Just last night, I had a five-hour rest, and I had to add the delay time on the circuit. Who has extra energy?

Even tailor Hu Dingyuan, even if he didn't work and stared at various positions for a long time, was still weak, and the pu fan in his hand was almost immobile.

The remodeled bell bottoms are piled up into hills.

When Yang Cuihua came back, it was already past 12 o'clock.

"Can you finish it tonight?" Yang Cuihua came in and asked Tian Li, who was busy in front of the sewing machine.

"It can be done tomorrow afternoon." Tian Li raised her head and replied, "After the change is over, we will start to select a new batch of people. There are already more than 30 people in the furniture factory, and the training will start tomorrow... "

"That's good." Yang Cuihua breathed a sigh of relief.

Tian Li looked at her, "Aunt Cuihua, if we are done here, can we stop work tomorrow afternoon?"

Yang Cuihua was stunned.

Chunlai took a telegram back and said that the renovation needs to be completed as soon as possible and sent to Shancheng.

I didn't say what to do next.

"Follow him, finish this batch first." Yang Cuihua couldn't help it.

Who told her to rarely visit the county town?

She didn't know what to do.

Early the next morning, Liu Fuwang drank a bowl of porridge, which was still countable.

However, there are a lot of string beans in the rice.

So, the bowl looks like a lot of work.

"Unfortunately, Chun Lai is not at home, where is the string beans that just came out!" While eating, Yang Aiqun looked at the bowl and remembered his son running so far.

"Maybe that kid is out there!" Liu Fuwang couldn't bear this. "You don't worry about your daughters!"

"She's such a big man, and she has no problem taking care of her family. Where does Chun Lai know how to take care of herself..." Yang Aiqun was dissatisfied, and his son would not take care of himself.

Liu Fuwang didn't bother to care about her, so he used his chopsticks to pry a chopsticks bean paste in the canned bottle and put it in the bowl, and went out to eat with the bowl.

After eating, Liu Fuwang confessed, "I went to the county with Secretary Yan today to run down the road construction work. You may come back late at night, you won't wait for me."

"You go to the county? Wait a minute! You can bring some spicy food to the fourth."

Soon, Yang Aiqun brought a canned glass bottle full of chopped peppers from the house, "Dead girl, when I leave, I don't know how to bring an order!"

"Don't bring her some money? The money for selling pigs..."

"You don't come here, you only took twenty yesterday, and only gave her twenty that spring came. The Guo family's money has not been refunded..." Yang Aiqun began to complain again.

Liu Fuwang didn't want to listen any more, so he went to the commune with the glass bottle.

The sky outside was just bright.

The dew is very heavy.

Liu Fuwang has long been used to this.

When it came to the commune, the genius was bright.

It's less than six o'clock at this moment.

Many commune cadres have not yet risen.

The lights in Yan Jinsong's office were already on.

"I haven't had breakfast yet? Go, go to the cafeteria." Watching Liu Fuwang come over, Yan Jinsong put down the pen in his hand.

"I've eaten it. Go eat, I'll wait for you." Liu Fuwang was a little embarrassed.

Let the secretary of the commune help them with their affairs, and come to eat the secretary’s meal by themselves.

"Let’s go, eat two buns. The buns in the cafeteria are ready. The string beans are coming out..." Yan Jinsong took Liu Fuwang to the cafeteria. "It just so happens that I will tell you about the situation and repairs of the garment factory over there. Road conditions."

Captain Liu had no choice but to follow along, "Is there any change in the road construction?"

"You know, the county can't get the money. We have no problem building our own roads. Don't expect funding and food..." Yan Jinsong felt helpless when he said this.

In poor counties, if you don’t have any funds from your superiors, you can only wait to raise enough money.

But they couldn't wait any longer.

"It's always been what you said, right?" Liu Fuwang asked Yan Jinsong.