The Era of Hard Work

The sun was shining in the afternoon, and the activity center in Lujiacun New Village was crowded with hundreds of families in the indoor auditorium, nervously waiting for a lottery to determine their respective family residences.

From time to time, some people turned their heads to look south. Through the huge windows, they could see the completed buildings in the south of Lujia Village.

After more than a year of intensive construction, the first phase of the resettlement housing project in Zhangwan Village and Liuwan Village was handed over on time and accepted in July. After completing all the procedures, Qingzhao District borrowed the nearby activity center of Lujia Village in mid-August to hold a Lottery for resettlement housing.

The area is very closely watched, and the specific house that can be drawn depends entirely on luck.

It is inevitable that some people are happy and some are sad. Those who got to the third and fourth floors are all smiling, and those who are drawn to the bottom and top floors are all sad.

Even now, the third and fourth floors are still recognized as the best floors in multi-storey houses.

The branch secretary of Liuwan Village has been assisting the district and streets to maintain order in the venue.

This branch secretary took office shortly after Liu Mingquan planned to merge with Lujia Village last year. Compared with his predecessor, Liu Mingquan, he is more cooperative with his superiors.

With the withdrawal of Qingzhao from counties and districts, the reform of the administrative institutions of the subordinate towns has also been preliminarily completed, small towns have been abolished and merged, and the original township-level administrative units have been reorganized into sub-district offices.

The Ningxiu Town Government became the Ningxiu Town Sub-district Office.

After the lottery was over, the deputy district chief who was in charge of this area specially left Liu Wan and Zhang Wan's branch secretary to talk, and said some hard words.

Because in the next few months, the remaining houses in Liuwan Village and Zhangwan Village will be demolished one after another, and the villagers will also move into the second phase of the project, which will be completed in the second half of the year, to make room for the development of the economic belt centered on Lujia Village.

As the sun went down, the people who participated in the lottery came out of the activity center one after another.

Just across from the activity center, Liu Mingquan, the former branch secretary from Liuwan Village, stood under a sycamore tree, quietly looking at the activity center.

Last year, Liu Mingquan seldom came to Lujia Village after he stepped down as the secretary of the village branch.

The plan to merge Liuwan Village into Lujia Village failed, and he was held accountable by his superiors. He suffered a major blow and was depressed for a long time.

Later, the eldest daughter moved out of the house to live in the dormitory of the unit, and the younger daughter did not come back from the University of Finance and Economics, which kept Liu Mingquan in a panic.

People are no longer the high-spirited people they were at the beginning, but the twilight is gloomy, and they have entered the state of retirement ahead of schedule.

Liu Mingquan looked at it for a while, and was ready to go back, to clean up the things that should be cleaned up soon, and the next thing is to move.

Hey, isn't this Old Liu? A voice greeted him from the pavilion on the square: Old Liu, come and kill a game!

Liu Mingquan used to come here to play chess often, but now he turned around and saw that it was his old chess friend Lu Zhenyi, who was walking over there unhurriedly.

Lu Zhenyi stared at Liu Mingquan: Old Liu, why is your face so dark?

Liu Mingquan had a pretty good relationship with him, so he casually said, It's called Sunshine.

It seems that since last year, his complexion has turned dark. Many people in the village said that he was angry because he lost his position as party secretary.

Liu Mingquan entered the pavilion, sat on a stone bench opposite Lu Zhenyi, and set up a chessboard.

Lu Zhenyi hadn't seen Liu Mingquan for a long time, so he stared at him for a while and said, Old Liu, why do I think your mouth is a little crooked?

Where is it? Liu Mingquan put the chess: Hurry up, I have to go back after killing two games.

Lu Zhenyi followed suit with the chess pieces, and kindly reminded: You have to pay more attention. A crooked mouth might be a stroke, but it can be big or small. Hurry up and go to the hospital tomorrow. The Eastern Hospital of the Provincial Hospital is so close, and it takes about ten minutes to ride a motorcycle. almost there.

Liu Mingquan touched his mouth, didn't think there was a problem, and said casually: I'll go back and look in the mirror before we talk.

After setting up the chess, the two started to kill each other.

After playing chess, many people around immediately came to watch the excitement.

Similar situations are common in residential communities and on rural streets.

Liu Mingquan and Lu Zhenyi played chess without stopping, talking to the people around them without saying a word.

While talking, someone mentioned the purchase point opened by Lujia Village in the County Agriculture, Forestry and Animal Husbandry Bureau.

Yesterday, when Lu Ming met hob meat, he insisted on selling scorpions to our village at a high price. Someone said: It is said that it is noisy and rowdy, what is this?

Another person interfaced: If you want me to say, you shouldn't help those people, I don't know what's good or bad.

Someone echoed: Yes! They are not from our village! Why should we help them!

Liu Mingquan put down the chess piece, glanced at it, the gang in Lu's Village, this fucking Xiong Dexing, who was in the same village and outside the village, was very clearly distinguished.

A younger man said: You don't understand, Dongzi has a deep meaning in taking this matter.

Lu Zhenyi said at this time: It doesn't cost a lot of money, but the farmers in the district made a lot of trouble. At this time, we helped the district solve the siege, and the new district chief can also remember our Lujia Village well.

Once people's knowledge is opened up, they will immediately talk about politicians on average.

The people in Lujia Village are not exempt from customs.

Our village is a civilized village in the country, and the big leader just came to inspect it! Someone said, Why does the new district chief have to show some face? Is it necessary to please her?

Lu Zhenyi said: It is very necessary. If you don't believe me, ask Lao Liu, he is a veteran cadre.

Not to mention, Liu Mingquan retired, even though he was disheartened, he paid more attention to the district, and he had been the village party secretary for many years, so his angle and way of looking at problems were far from those of Lujia Village, who used to work in the field. The old men can compare.

No matter how powerful your Lu family village is, is it a village? Liu Mingquan said sharply: Is it under the management of the Qingzhao District?

Street politicians naturally understand such simple questions.

Liu Mingquan didn't look at the chessboard for the time being, and glanced around, as if he had returned to the time when he was serving as secretary to train people: Don't look at the salt you eat is more than the rice that Lu Dong eats. This vision is too far behind. I don't mean that you , you are lucky, there is Lu Dong in Tanshang Village, otherwise would you be here today?

A street politician didn't quite understand: Old Liu, just talk about it.

Liu Mingquan sighed and said: Remember, the county magistrate is not as good as the current one. The leaders above value you, but they will not pay attention to Lujia Village frequently for some trivial matters, but the local ruling leaders can frequently use some small matters to make a fuss. Keeping you in trouble!

In fact, he has always been very optimistic about Lu Dong, but his eldest daughter is not up to date, and she can't get a fart with three slaps.

If the eldest daughter had the temperament of Lu Dong's wife, how could I have fallen into this situation?

You can't even see such a simple matter, you guys... Liu Mingquan kept shaking his head: The person in charge of handling this scorpion matter must be the new district chief. I heard that the new district chief went to the I inspected many places, but I didn't come to Lujia Village, so there is something to say here.

He coughed twice, cleared his throat, and continued to give lessons to the street politicians: Lv Dong did this, I think, through this matter, he wanted to have a good relationship with the new district chief. Given the situation in your Lu family village, You don’t need to ask the new district chief for help, but you have to let the local parents and officials not hold you back, right?”

Everyone around nodded: That's the reason.

Lu Zhenyi gave Liu Mingquan a thumbs-up: Old Liu, you can see it clearly, from a high position! As expected of a party secretary!

Liu Mingquan chuckled, and returned his gaze to the chessboard: Play chess! Play chess!

Others also paid attention to the movements on the chessboard.

Here, a real gentleman who watches chess without talking is called a different kind!

Hey, don't jump on the horse! Get out of the car!

What are you doing out of the car? It would be great if the horse jumped down!

Zhenyi, Zhishi! Zhishi!

Look, have you been generalized? Don't listen to me!

Liu Mingquan and Lu Zhenyi, who were playing chess, soon became two tools.

Liu Mingquan felt that his head was buzzing, his eyes were not very strong, and he felt a little stuffy and uncomfortable.

After finishing the plate, he stood up: Lao Lu, I won't play any more. I'll go out to get some fresh air and cool off. I have to go back for dinner.

Seeing Liu Mingquan give up his seat, several people rushed over to grab the seat.

Liu Mingquan hurried out of the pavilion, a gust of wind blew over, and he felt better, not as uncomfortable as before.

He couldn't help touching his mouth, thinking that this old Lu Zhenyi wouldn't have a crow's mouth, right? Is your mouth really crooked?

But apart from Lu Zhenyi, no one else said this.

Liu Mingquan glanced back, quickly put this thought behind his head, put his hands behind his back, stepped on the concrete floor of the square, and walked towards the south.

Looking south from here, Liuwan Village can no longer be seen.

The resettlement housing complex in the north of Liuwan Village completely blocked the view.

Liu Mingquan felt uncomfortable when he thought that he would soon move out of the village where he had lived all his life, and enter the pigeon coop in the building.

But as a party secretary, he knew that his arms couldn't hold back his thighs, and he couldn't resist what his superiors decided.

This was also one of the reasons why he thought it was feasible to merge Liuwan Village into Lujia Village.

As long as the leaders above made up their minds to promote it, the situation in Lujia Village at that time would not be able to bear it at all.

Now, forget about it.

Thinking of these things, Liu Mingquan walked out of the square, walked through the checkered brick road between the green belts, and came to the sidewalk.

When going down the curb, I don't know why, my eyes suddenly went dark, I fell towards the asphalt road, and fell to the ground with a plop.

There were a lot of people in the square, and someone immediately noticed this side.

At the beginning, I didn't think it was a big deal, I thought it was accidentally dropped.

But after a while, before the person got up, someone immediately realized something was wrong: Someone fell over there! Didn't get up!

Another person greeted: Go and have a look!

Don't let anything happen!

Four or five people came rumbling from the square and found that they were lying on the ground without moving.

Lujia Village has done a lot of publicity, and basically everyone in the village has participated in it. Knowing that people who don't know first aid can't reach out randomly at this time, some people immediately took out their mobile phones and called Lao Liu in the village clinic.

The movement here quickly attracted more people over.

Someone recognized Liu Mingquan and shouted, Isn't this Liu Wan's former party secretary? Call an ambulance!