"The person who is as restless and anxious as Gu Lie and Hu Ju is Cen Lun.
People in the commune didn¡¯t know about the major events that happened in the provincial hospital. It was too far for the people in their village.
Someone chatted for a while and actually asked, who is the dead person? When everyone heard about the dead smuggler, no one felt any pity, and they all said he deserved his death.
I heard that Director Qian who came to the commune a few days ago died in the line of duty. After lamenting for a while, life quickly returned to normal.
Some people who think more carefully will ask Qin Yu and Gu Jin how they are doing? In response to such inquiries, Cen Lun always answered that they took Qian Jianyang to see a doctor, they were just patients on one side, and those people would definitely not do anything to them.
Hearing this answer, Shen Hongmei and Qin Zhenbin felt relieved.
Although he answered others in this way, Cen Lun's heart had already drifted to the provincial hospital. He can lie to others, but he cannot lie to himself. How could Gu Jin and Pan Xiaomei not be involved in such a big event?
The next day after learning that the incident had occurred, he ran to town and called the provincial hospital. The person who answered the phone was Pan Xiaomei. Pan Xiaomei told him in a very calm tone that Qian Jianyang's operation was successful and that Gu Jin was not injured, but was too tired to wake up. .
He wanted to ask her if she was okay, but he never asked.
He immediately made a call to Kyoto and asked to go to the provincial hospital to assist Pan Xiaomei. Unexpectedly, this request was rejected by the leader. The leader said that he had arranged manpower as soon as possible to protect Pan Xiaomei and Gu Jin's safety. They have deployed many plainclothes police officers inside and outside the hospital. The defense is as solid as steel. No words or flies can enter, so it is very safe. Let me tell him that Lingxi Commune is currently under turmoil, so we must abide by our duties and keep an eye on the people in the commune.
Cen Lun naturally understood who the leader was talking about and accepted the task.
But as soon as he hung up the phone, he became even more unwilling.
I always feel very uneasy.
It¡¯s just that he has no reason to go to the leader anymore.
"To do it or not to do it? Go logging, everyone can add 0.5 work points a day on the original basis!" Yu Jianjun's voice sounded on the commune road.
After being injured last time, he returned from the town and wrote a report to the town, saying that the commune suffered a locust plague last year. At this time of the year, the villagers were already in a lean state. The trees on the main peak of the Lingxi Mountains were too dense. If some were cut down unreasonably, it would be detrimental to the environment. For ecological development, they applied for logging to increase the income of the commune and increase the income of villagers.
The whole report was very gorgeously written, and it seemed that it was indeed for the people¡¯s livelihood. The town leaders agreed.
¡°But the villagers didn¡¯t buy it. They didn¡¯t think the mountains were too densely populated with trees. Every household used firewood for heating, cooking, cooking, and water. They had already cut down the low bushes for firewood.
There are many legends on the Lingxi Mountains. Some say there are gods on the mountain, and some say there are ghosts. If you disturb them or offend them, you will suffer bad luck for eight lifetimes.
Yu Jianjun conducted an in-depth trial on this idea, "How can there be monsters and ghosts? Marx and Lenin both said that this world is materialistic and there are no such illusory things. What you are talking about is superstition and the dross of thousands of years of traditional culture. , is inconsistent with social values.¡±
As soon as his point of view came out, he was immediately ridiculed by the villagers, "How come there are no monsters? Look at yourself and Secretary Ping Gong. Didn't you just go to the mountains late at night and mess around, so you offended the mountain gods and were beaten until you could recognize ghosts?" "
As for things like superstition, the commune is not allowed to publicize it, so they will talk about it in private. As for social values, they don¡¯t understand at all. It¡¯s enough to have clothes and food every day, and not to be cold or hungry. No matter how culturally-sounding values ??are, they are not as important as living a good life. When you go deep into the mountains, What if you really lose your life? The gain outweighs the loss!
Yu Jianjun almost vomited blood after being retorted by them. How could he be offended by ghosts? It was clearly done by people from the commune! But this matter has formed a stereotype in the minds of the villagers, so no matter how he explains it, it will be useless.
After several days of mobilization, no one did this work except those whose families were too poor to expose the blame, or who were really not afraid of death. What made him even more angry was that the villagers did not do this work because they were afraid of the revenge of ghosts and monsters. The educated youth who came from the cities and received school education also did not go.
Yu Jianjun can only come out to promote it over and over again day by day.
"Doctor Cen, just tell me, did you mobilize the educated youth not to participate in commune activities? You have to know that you are harming them. If they don't cooperate with commune work, no one will be able to return to the city in the future!" Yu Jianjun was injured all over. There were no signs of improvement. I saw Cen Lun sitting on a haystack, leisurely looking at the scenery, feeling out of breath.
Cen Lun chewed a piece of grass, jumped down from the haystack, and raised a sneer smile at the corner of his mouth, "In the brigade?, which eye of yours saw me launching them? Which of your ears heard me mobilizing them? You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. "
The more Cen Lun behaves like this, the more Yu Jianjun thinks he is suspicious. The educated youth in the commune will not listen to the villagers, but Cen Lun is the only one who can. He is from Kyoto, has some abilities, and is fearless. This kind of person is the easiest to become an opinion leader.
"You dare to say that you didn't do these things?"
"Yu Jianjun, are you a mad dog brother? Who did you catch and bite whom?" Cen Lun spit out the straw from his mouth.
"Cen Lun, you are amazing, aren't you?" Yu Jianjun saw Cen Lun's posture and twirled his sleeves.
"I'm amazing! Can't I be the best in the world? Do you think no one knows the purpose of your mountain creation? Yu Jianjun, this is your hometown, so you can't be a human being?" The situation at Gu Jin's side is unclear, and the leader is not clear. Let him go. He was already irritable at the moment. Seeing Yu Jianjun's provocative gesture with his sleeves, Cen Lun exploded. He reached out and grabbed Yu Jianjun's arm and threw him back hard.
Yu Jianjun was already fat. This "snap" caused countless dust to rise on the ground.
"Cen Lunyoutmd, look how I will deal with you in the future!" Yu Jianjun got up from the ground in a panic, cursed fiercely, and then the curse became louder and farther away, and finally he ran away.
"Scum!" Cen Lun yelled. Before he had beaten him enough, the bastard ran away again.
But when he thought about it again, he felt less angry. It would also be good if they could be sorted out before Gu Jin came back. That way, Pan Xiaomei can see his achievements, let her admire him, and let her know that in this world, he is also good at fighting. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com