Fourteen, separation

The staple food for lunch was steamed buns and dried millet rice. The side dishes were sliced ​​meat fried with garlic sprouts and tomatoes fried with eggs, plus a bowl of egg soup with sesame oil beads floating in it. It was considered a delicious meal, but Wang Wensi didn’t taste it at all.

. While everyone was eating, they asked him about family affairs, but he had no intention of answering, and just said a few perfunctory words. Li Minqiang asked about the renovation of the school, but he avoided it by saying that he would elaborate on it later. He ate a little casually and then

He left the kitchen, picked up a black bag from the car and left.

When Wang Wensi came to the company headquarters, he saw that Chen Wenjun was not there. Only the data clerk Xiao Liu was packing up the statistical forms. Xiao Liu poured him a glass of boiling water and told him that Mayor Chang had just left and had gone to the town for a meeting. Secretary Chen had arrived on the third day.

The platoons had not returned from dinner. Xiao Liu added a few lumps of coal to the stove, took out a small notebook from the drawer of his desk and said, "I will go to each platoon to report on the progress of the project. You can sit down first. Secretary Chen will be here soon."

Come back." After saying that, he walked out of the shed.

In order to be able to understand and solve the problems existing in the project in a timely manner, to do ideological work on site and to reduce the number of handymen, the project headquarters made a decision before the start of the project that there would be no more fires from the county headquarters to the company headquarters in the towns and villages.

Eat and work in the migrant worker company platoon in charge. Work or meetings should be arranged in the evening.

At this time, Wang Wensi was the only one left in the work shed. He sat on the bunk, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette, and took out his small black cigarette holder from his pocket, putting it on his mouth as usual.

He blew on it, then pressed the cigarette and lit it. While smoking, he looked at everything in the work shed: the office layout was very simple. The work shed of more than ten square meters served as both an office and a bedroom, with three wooden floors in the center.

There are three tables with three drawers, and there is a bedroll on each bunk. You can tell from the look that they sleep on the wooden boards at night and use the rolled quilt as a stool during the day. There are some at one end of each desk.

Materials and books. Just as he was about to reach out and take them to see what materials they were, Chen Wenjun came in with his rice bowl.

"Hey, you are really fast! The mayor told me that you came to the construction site."

"Hurry up!" Wang Wensi said, taking out a cigarette and handing it over, "A cigarette after a meal is better than a living god. Have one."

Chen Wenjun smiled and took the cigarette: "How is it? Things are good here, right?"

"Well, that's right. You have the spirit of working hard for socialism!" He took out two bottles of Yanghe Daqu wine from his bag, "I've felt your body. You're in your forties, and you still look like young men.

How can I stand working in this cold weather? It would be nice to have a few drinks with the mayor when I come back in the evening to warm up."

Chen Wenjun was stunned: "This...isn't this appropriate?"

Wang Wensi waved his hand and said: "What's inappropriate? If the enemy sends it to you, it's sugar-coated bullets and cannot be accepted. Who am I? A village cadre of Shagang Village, a Communist Party member, and your old friend."

Then he put the wine on the floor.

Chen Wenjun had nothing to say. He smoked and asked, "Why did you come to the reservoir construction site?"

"I have carried out your instructions and sent you some white noodles."

Chen Wenjun was stunned: "My instructions?"

"ah!"

Chen Wenjun smiled and said: "Nonsense, when did I say I wanted you to give me some white noodles?"

Wang Wensi glared and said, "What! Isn't it your instruction?"

Chen Wenjun saw Wang Wensi's expression became serious and asked: "What's going on?"

Wang Wensi just lowered his head and smoked, not answering Chen Wenjun's questions.

Chen Wenjun was even more puzzled and asked urgently: "What's going on? Talk!"

Wang Wensi pondered for a moment, his deep face became a little more relaxed, and he waved his hand and said, "Oh, it's not really that big of a deal, so don't mention it."

Chen Wenjun was even more confused and said with a smile: "Haha, you are so hesitant in talking and hiding from me. You don't know my temper? I like to pour beans through bamboo tubes straight away. If you have anything to say, just say it, don't say it.

Keep it in your stomach." Chen Wenjun, who didn't pretend to talk overnight, never thought that Wang Wensi had ulterior motives.

Wang Wensi wanted to pour out all the words he had prepared with ten mouths at once. But why did he hold it in his stomach and not say it now? He came to the construction site for a short time, but in this short time

Here, he has discovered that Li Minqiang's prestige among the masses is high, and he has also been listed in front of the leaders. Under this situation, if he says something that is not in tune with the other party, it is easy for the other party to have other ideas. He does not

Saying it easily will not only not reduce the weight of the words, but also show the seriousness of the problem. It can also show that he has considered the problem thoroughly, and it will also leave room for later work. Now Chen Wenjun asked again and again, and he saw again

When he was about to stop asking the question, he felt that he had reached the point of speaking. He sighed deeply, shook his head again, and said something that made the other party even more confused: "This is very inappropriate, who is following whom?

Alas, it’s really hard to see through people’s hearts!”

Chen Wenjun was stunned and asked: "What happened?"

Wang Wensi stood up angrily and said, "What's the matter? There was a quarrel at home because of borrowing wheat to deliver flour. The streets were full of people. If I hadn't arrived in time to do the work, someone would have died!"

Chen Wenjun listened in astonishment to Wang Wensi's words.

"Hey, you have a rough idea of ​​the harvest in our village this year. The drought has severely reduced the harvest. How much can each household harvest? There is not much stock. Besides, most farmers in our village grow cotton and very little wheat. We have some for the holidays.

Many households also go to the market to buy fine grains, so how can we get any wheat out? We need white flour at the reservoir construction site, so Datian sent Mu Yongchang to each household to harvest wheat. Do you still have any objections?"

Chen Wenjun became anxious and said: "It's just nonsense, how can you do it like this!"

Wang Wensi slapped her thigh and said, "That's right, I think so too. It can be said to be your instruction, how can I not carry it out!"

"My instructions? It's just a fake imperial edict, nonsense!" Chen Wenjun was so angry that he turned around.

"This is a handwritten letter written by Min Qiang!"

Wang Wensi saw veins bursting out on Chen Wenjun's face, and knew that the fire was lit. So he added fuel to the fire: "The villagers at home are not only very dissatisfied with Minqiang, but also very dissatisfied with you.

I wanted to go to the town government to give you some advice. Some also suggested writing to the county committee to respond, saying that you don't know the suffering of the people by asking for white noodles for the village, it's bureaucracy, and you don't care about people's lives. I spent a lot of time talking.

Suppress the matter. Alas, how could Minqiang do this out of thin air? Isn't this a conspiracy to damage the leader's reputation?"

After hearing Wang Wensi's words, Chen Wenjun became dissatisfied with Li Minqiang. As a Communist Party member and a cadre trained by the army, how could he do this? But this dissatisfaction was only temporary, and he became dissatisfied with Wang Wensi's words.

He had some doubts, and also recalled some of Wang Wensi’s situations that Li Minqiang reported to him, and felt that there was a gap between Wang Wensi and Li Minqiang, which may have expanded the facts. It is possible to say that Li Minqiang has the idea of ​​​​fame and wealth, young

People always like others to say nice things. But it is unlikely that he is engaging in conspiracy. Although he and he had a dispute about Li Xiaobao, it has been proved that Li Minqiang is right. Especially when he remembered that he was right.

He was educated by his speech at the meeting of migrant workers in charge in the town and some of his actions at the construction site. He felt that Li Minqiang was not a scheming person. But on second thought, it was the villagers who reported the situation to him.

Could it be true that what Li Minqiang had told him as a deputy secretary for many years was not true? At least sending flour was a fact, right? He had doubts about his own ideas again. He believed that no matter whether Li Minqiang did it or not, it was necessary to understand it, especially

Secretary Shitian once had a discussion with him and thought that he was a good young man and that he should be trained as a village cadre. If he was indeed guilty of this, he must be criticized and helped in time to prevent him from going astray.

Wang Wensi noticed that Chen Wenjun turned from angry to thoughtful, and was worried that Chen Wenjun had doubts about his words. It seemed that Li Minqiang's name had occupied a certain position in his mind, and he could not regain this territory without a lot of effort.

He knew that Li Minqiang and Chen Wenjun had one thing in common. They were both people who forgot about everything while doing their work, because Chen Wenjun often said, "It's better to talk than to do it. No matter how nice you talk, you will shrink your neck when doing practical things, and you will be a deserter when encountering difficulties."

, then he is just a coward." When I was in Xiu Ziya River, although I got on well with him and became friends, how much effort I put in! He gritted his teeth and made up his mind, no matter how difficult it was, he would have to kill Li Minqiang

Get rid of it. Otherwise, I will be stepped on by Li Minqiang forever. I will continue to do it no matter what Chen Wenjun thinks. He glanced at Chen Wenjun and then said: "Everyone knows that Li Minqiang is smart, but he is so smart.

You can't use it on your own comrades! What are you doing together all day long? Aren't you trying to do a good job? It's inappropriate to play tricks with your comrades. Shaking hands at the top and kicking at the bottom is not the behavior of a Communist Party member.

Quality. I have to talk to him when I get back. If this continues, it will damage my work, hurt my comrades, and harm myself. It’s terrible! This is a quality issue."

Chen Wenjun waved his hand and said, "Stop talking, quickly pull back the flour and try to restore the influence."

Wang Wensi was stunned when he heard this and said, "Isn't this inappropriate?"

"What's wrong with it? This shouldn't have been done in the first place. Just correct it if it's wrong."

"I'm afraid..."

Chen Wenjun said angrily: "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid Minqiang won't agree."

"If you don't agree, you have to take them back! Other migrant workers eat whole grains, but the migrant workers in your village eat white flour. What will people think, asking every village to send white flour? Isn't it chaotic enough?"

At this moment, Li Minqiang came in and said as soon as he came in: "Uncle Wen Si, please take the flour back."

"Why?"

"We have good food here. The food allocated by the government is enough for us. We don't need to send it from the village. Besides, this will also have a bad impact on the migrant workers."

Chen Wenjun didn't understand and asked: "Minqiang, didn't you ask your family to send you white noodles?"

"When did I tell my family to send white noodles?"

"You didn't write home asking for white noodles?"

"No! Uncle Wensi, the flour is still in the car and hasn't been touched at all. I have other things to talk about." After that, he walked out of the work shed.

Wang Wensi was stunned for a long time and said: "How do you say you didn't write a letter? It was written clearly in black and white. How can you deny it in a blink of an eye?"
Chapter completed!