At that moment, Xue Laosan turned the front of the car and rushed towards the ground.

The old farmer saw him coming, loosened the plow and drove the old ox out of the ridge of the field, chewed the dead grass, and quickly came forward.

When he got closer, he stood in the car. Xue Lao San walked up the ridge of the field and scattered a cigarette from afar. He smiled and said, "Old man, it's not too late, and he's still working overtime. Look at this two-mile radius, it's not like someone's. If you work for a while, you have to go home in the dark. When isn't it? What's the hurry?"

"No, I'm not in a hurry, but I'm in a hurry."

Thanks to the lighter handed over by Xue Xiang, and nimblely wiped the fire with flint. The old farmer whisked and squirted a sip of cigarettes, saying, "At first glance, the little comrade is not a farmer. This is a abandoned land. You have to replant it before the first frost. Otherwise, the land will not be harvested next year. I am fighting with God. I will not be able to scatter it. It just so happens that the weather is good today. If the moon really comes out, I will have to do it overnight. Look, Dahei and I have prepared all the black foods." As he said that, he reached out and pointed to the west.

Ten meters away, there were a few messy thatchs. In the middle of the thatch, there was a large green bamboo basket as thick as a water tank. The basket was filled with yellow straw, and there was a military canvas bag and a military kettle on the straw.

Upon hearing this, Xue Xiang felt awe-inspiring and then looked at the old farmer carefully.

But although this old farmer's figure was shrinking due to his old age, it was still more than 1.7 meters tall. When he was young, he was a tall man. He described himself as thin, but he was not weak, skinny, with a straw hat, and his hair was invisible. His old face was densely covered with patterns, which deeply recorded the traces of time, and at least sixty-seven or eight.

It was such an old farmer who was still fighting the night and trying to make a living with the sky. Xue Laosan was really shocked. Thinking about his temporary predicament, he became decadent and suddenly felt a fever on his face.

I was so ashamed that I felt embarrassed. I couldn't help but look back and looked west. I suddenly saw Yu Nu Peak not far away. Cuiping Mountain seemed to stand in the sky, with clouds and smoke swelling, and the mountains were vast, like a vast ocean. In the deep ocean, the fire clouds were getting more and more exciting.

"The west wind is strong, and the geese call the frosty moon in the sky. The frosty moon in the morning, the sound of horse hooves is broken, and the sound of trumpets is swallowed. The road is like iron in the pass, and now we are stepping over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over, the mountains are like seas and the setting sun is like blood."

Suddenly, the old farmer read a poem, and the sound was like a striking metal and stone. A high-spirited work made the old farmer read eight parts of the essence. What is even more rare is that this poem is actually strange and conforms to the situation in front of him, and it is obvious that it was born from the scene.

After reading a poem, the old farmer took a sip, and the last half inch of the cigarette column was completely burned out. He bounced the cigarette butt back to the field, spit out the smoke, and sighed: "Little comrade, there is no hurdle in this world. If you think about everything, you must know that the boat will naturally straighten when you reach the bridge."

Xue Laosan was really shocked. The old farmers in the countryside could understand the scenery and understand the words and expressions, and understand the people's hearts. This was so great, and they were not ordinary farmers.

Seeing the surprise between Xue Xiang's eyebrows, the old farmer smiled and said, "I'm not a cultural person, I can recite a few poems by the Chairman. I even struggle to read other articles. As for your thoughts, I'm just stumbling on your face. You can see the dead bumps between your eyebrows from afar. The car is flying on the mountain road. Everyone knows that you are bored. I chose the Chairman's song "Lushanguan" to let you learn the mind of a great man. Lange can have a stubborn path. There is no way out in this world!"

"Thank you, thank you, my uncle!"

Xue Laosan’s thank you these two words come from the heart. For people like him, it is often not the difficulty that stump him, but the one who has become mentally retarded and cannot be overcome, and there will be endless troubles.

"What are you thanking? It's not too early. I have to fight God. You should hurry up early and ride slowly. Sharpen your knife and chop the wood. If you fall on the road, no matter how fast you are in front, it will be in vain!"

In a long-winded sentence, the old man said nothing more, and hunched his back and walked towards the old cow that was eating dead grass by the field.

Xue Laosan felt respectful, but he was not good at speaking. He reached out to take out his wallet, put it back in his pocket, then took out the half bag of cigarettes, threw it gently, and the cigarette box was accurately and accurately into the side bag of the military shoulder bag.

After turning over the car, Xue Laosan did not speed up again. Until he could no longer see the old farmer, Xue Laosan's feet regained force. Suddenly, the bicycle flew away like an arrow leaving the string.

When Xue Laosan saw Yunjinhu at the southernmost end, he felt something was wrong. The farmers and women in groups of three or three carried hoes, carried sickles, or raised shovels, and rushed to the west. The place was the location of the New District Management Committee.

"broken!"

Seeing this situation, Xue Laosan immediately felt upset and thought to himself that it must be a mess when he checked out.

"But reasonably, it will work completely with grain and oil instead of money. I told Dai Yubin to give a premium!"

Xue Laosan couldn't figure it out, but his feet accelerated again.

I rode two miles away, and there was another fork. Xue Laosan came to the place where he led to Guaizili Village. But I saw a group of farmers holding rice bowls and rice bowls, some of whom had their own food, and some of whom had towels to keep them warm. I rushed to the west.

Now, Xue Laosan was completely surprised. The villagers around Yunjinhu were fighting. He knew that he had never seen anyone bringing a job to fight.

Xue Laosan was confused and slowed down. He suddenly saw someone, tilted the handlebar, and leaned over.

"Tang Sanya, what are you doing?"

Yes, Xue Laosan is attracted by the heroine who was the former kidnapper Li Village’s super-child storm, and the wife of the village man Li Er.

Tang Sanya also held a red wooden scoop in her hand, heavy as if she had eaten a lot of food. She saw the person clearly and was startled. In her memory, Xue Xiang was an amazing person. Not only was he a big official, he also had a big alcohol tolerance and neat person. He was the only official who convinced the young and old men of Li Village.

However, Tang Sanya is shy, Xue Laosan is a young man and is handsome. When he hears his greeting, Tang Sanya is so embarrassed that she immediately blushed. How could she still answer?

However, the aunt who was on the same road was quick-talking and told the truth in a few words.

It turned out that they were going to the construction site of the management committee to deliver meals to their men.

Originally, according to the time of the past, it was time to get off work early. I heard that Zhangjiashu and Shangdan Temple were making a fuss there. The men in Guaizili Village had not yet returned to the village. The wives from each family were afraid that they would be hungry and were making cash every day, so they delivered food there.

The aunt was a rough and generous person, and spoke very inclinedly. She cursed and revealed her great dissatisfaction with the Zhangjia Shop and Shangtan Temple.

"Zhangjiashu, Shangtan Temple? Why do they make trouble?"

These two villages, Xue Laosan is familiar with, are one of the several villages closest to the Yunjin New District Management Committee. This time, the infrastructure project employment was recruited from these villages, Zhangjiapuzi and Shangdan Temple.

The aunt curled her lips and said, "If you have red eyes, you can still be the case with Lange. You can't work hard and be lazy and clever. The officials don't want them anymore. They chose us, Licun and Tangjiazhuang. These turtle sons are stubborn. So, they ran over to make trouble. I raised my mother. The men in Licun and Tangjiazhuang are not grown up with porridge. They will beat them as long as they want. Whatever they do, so what is going on?"

As soon as the aunt finished speaking, a clang sounded, her eyes flashed. The handsome young man in front of her was already ten meters away. She was stunned again, and the bicycle disappeared from her sight in an instant.

"It's so hard for me, I'm so crazy, I'm riding my bike and riding it with a car!"

Xue Laosan couldn't hear the aunt's surprise. His surprise was far more than that of the aunt. He was really afraid of anything he wanted to scold her.

It can be said that when he came to Yunjin New District, he was mentally prepared and was always regarded as the number one crisis guarding against this group of people, because in such a thing, if you bump into it, you will die, and there is no reason to say that as long as you are not handled properly, the above said that you will be exempted, and there is no place to seek justice if you are unjustly killed.

Haven't you seen that there are many administrative officials in a province with large coal resources in later generations, and even before taking office, you have to prepare a review letter, all because of frequent accidents and crowds gathering, which are badly affected.

When it comes to this, I can only lament myself the unlucky.

Xue Laosan knew that the reason why he was surrounded by Zhou and Kong was to make him fall into the tide of mass incidents. As long as he was not handled properly, the machetes of the two must be neat.

Since Xue Laosan thought of this, he was naturally prepared and prepared a plan in his mind. However, he never thought that he would launch it without waiting for him to free up his hands.

"I'm careless, Zhang Che, Yan Kuan, Su Quan, who is not an old official or a selves in the officialdom, how could it be so easy to deal with!"

Xue Laosan cursed in secret and said, "A little faster than the feet."

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"...Friends, fellow villagers, don't be excited, don't be excited, believe in the Party and the government, and believe that we will deal with it properly. If there is any problem, you can send representatives and let's sit down and talk slowly..."

Jiang Fangping stood on a simple desk, took a bald rusty trumpet, and shouted loudly.

It was a coincidence that he arrived in the evening and was about to inform Xue Xiang of the relevant situation of the prefectural committee in the recent stage. He had no choice but to hold on to several positions, but he had no time to clone him. As the butler, he could only serve as the third eye and third ear of the leader.

When he came, the "hustle and bustle" here. As soon as he got up, he was stunned for a while and then called Dai Yubin to notify the leaders of the new district at home.

According to convention, Secretary Xue Xiang, Zhengyin, should be Zhang Che, the executive vice-chairman. Unexpectedly, Dai Yubin's search not only made Zhang Che go out temporarily, but Yan Kuan, who is ranked high, and Su Quanji is not at home.
Chapter completed!