At this time, Zheng Pingnan was so shocked that he was already sweating profusely, and his body couldn't stop shaking, "Secretary Chang, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, it's because we didn't do our job well, and I want to make a profound review to the organization." ”

It is true that the drought-fighting and disaster-relief work of the three communes, including Shuiyang, has been repeatedly emphasized by the prefectural party committee and the county party committee in telephone conferences, and this is the biggest politics at present.

Chang Ning's face became quick, and he was smiling with a spring breeze, only to see him stand up, come over and pull Zheng Pingnan to sit down, hand over a dry towel, and salute a cigarette to help light the fire, "Director Zheng, normal heart, normal heart, after all, it is all internal contradictions among the people, let's solve it ourselves behind closed doors, I know your Director Zheng's situation, alas, it is not easy for everyone, help each other, help each other." ”

"Thank you, thank you Secretary Chang," Zheng Pingnan said while wiping his sweat, "A word wakes up the person in the dream, Secretary Chang, what do you say to do?" ”

"Well, the matter of this material, anyway, it is all the national collective, the national collective, isn't it the people's, your Director Zheng can use those materials as drought relief materials to support Shuiyang Commune with a report, anyway, they all go into the mouths of the people, and not into your Director Zheng's pocket, when the time comes, I will mobilize the people of the whole commune to send you Director Zheng and the supply and marketing cooperatives a big pennant, with six glittering characters on the book 'Good Director of the People', won't this matter be solved satisfactorily? On the other hand, when the common people are dying and dying, they just grab a little passing things, not to mention that they can't find out, what can they do if they find out? The law does not blame the public. ”

Zheng Pingnan couldn't cry or laugh, but he couldn't speak for a while, while nodding mechanically, his heart was bleeding, tens of thousands of yuan of materials, okay, just one sentence, as a material for drought relief, can this still be reasonable?

"Of course, Director Zheng, you have to quickly order your people to come down and immediately resume the normal business of the Shuiyang Supply and Marketing Cooperative," Chang Ning patted Zheng Pingnan and his shoulder very kindly, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Otherwise, when asked above, I am not good at talking, I can't make up nonsense with my eyes open, and when the time comes, I can't describe the glorious deeds of the supply and marketing cooperatives in drought relief in the summary report." ”

"That's, that's, thank you Secretary Chang, please guide the work of our supply and marketing cooperatives in the future."

"Director Zheng is polite, learn from each other, and make progress with each other, hehe, Director Zheng, then let's communicate another day?"

What else can I say, when Zheng Pingnan said goodbye, he deeply realized a truth, he was sold, and he worked hard to help the people count the money, this taste, only when he was in it, he understood it, this kid is a gun of the new Secretary Liu, and now it is a sensitive period for the whole party, and he himself is in a state of turmoil.

Mo Guoqiang, the secretary of the Party Committee of Haimen Commune, always has that kind and warm smile, without the slightest artificiality, and there is no arrogance from the elders to the juniors, "Secretary Chang, I'm sorry, I really shouldn't have bothered you." ”

After inviting Mo Guoqiang to sit down, Chang Ning smiled embarrassedly, really embarrassed, his heart couldn't harden against these polite people, "Secretary Mo, I want to review with you, I shouldn't pull your Haimen Commune in, please forgive me for my recklessness, I will definitely make a special trip to the door in the future to apologize to you." ”

Mo Guoqiang smiled and said: "Secretary Chang, are we all here for work, it is understandable, Shuiyang Commune has always been the big brother of our three communes, and Haimen Commune will inevitably trouble you in the future, and I hope that Secretary Chang will support and help you a lot." ”

"Alas, ashamed, ashamed, this big brother is not good." Chang Ning was even more embarrassed, but said in his heart, this Mo Guoqiang is worthy of being a person from the county party committee, he has seen a big scene, and he is really calm and calm.

"Secretary Chang, although the situation in our Haimen Commune is also very difficult, but the water can barely solve it, I came here this time, by the way, I brought a hundred militiamen, and led fifty oxen to carry a hundred loads of water.

"Oh, send charcoal in the snow, thank you, on behalf of the Party Committee of Shuiyang Commune and all the old folks, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to my brother's Haimen Commune and to Secretary Mo," Chang Ning was a little excited, stood up and rubbed his hands, "Secretary Mo, please come in and sit down, you must have lunch before leaving." ”

Chang Ning said in his heart, but don't stay to eat, a hundred people, don't eat and drink my Shuiyang Commune.

Mo Guoqiang smiled and said: "There is no need to eat, I just hope that the permanent secretary will let us bring back the food." ”

"Hey, sure, this is a sure, alas."

Mo Guoqiang got up to say goodbye, walked a few steps and stopped, "Secretary Chang, I'll take a step first, and you can talk to Secretary Cai slowly." ”

Chang Ning was slightly stunned, "Secretary Mo, why don't you stay and help me Xiao Chang again?" ”

Staring at Chang Ning with deep meaning, Mo Guoqiang shook his head and smiled: "Don't dare, since ancient times, heroes have come out of teenagers, and the strong have their own strong players, heroes don't ask where they come from, and the grassroots can also turn over, Secretary Chang, we will have a period later." ”

Looking at Mo Guoqiang's thin figure, Chang Ning made up his mind in his heart, this person is worthy of deep friendship, and he must be close to him when he has the opportunity in the future.

With a deep sigh, Chang Ning walked to the window, lifted the curtain and looked out, Luo Tiegui and Cai Zhengxiang were standing under the big camphor tree not far away, the two of them hooked their shoulders and swallowed the clouds and spitted fog, not knowing what they were chatting about.

Since 1960, the county government assigned Baishuitan to the Baishui People's Commune, the shield of the two villages evolved into a conflict between the two communes, and the loss of Baishuitan, Shuiyang Commune is equivalent to the loss of life, and the rainy season and the peak water season are easy to do. Once the dry season and dry season arrived, the people of Baishui Commune immediately became soldiers and organized an iron wall that was difficult to overcome, ruthlessly blocking the people of Shuiyang Commune from a hundred meters away.

Blood and tears, as well as the loss of life, the Changjia Village and Caijiazhuang, which are facing each other in pairs, have become old and dead and do not get along, fortune telling does not look for Chang Daxian, marrying a woman does not marry a man of the Chang family, fortune telling does not enter the Cai family, marrying a wife does not marry a Cai family girl, this has been circulated for hundreds of years, the first two sentences are made up by the people of Caijiazhuang, and the last two sentences are left by the ancestors of the Chang family, which truly reflects the relationship between the two villages for more than 100 years.

Changjia Village is most famous for the ancestors of Chang Ning's grandfather, known as the first god in the six counties of Qingzhou, and the name Chang Daxian has been passed down for eight generations until Chang Ning's grandfather has no children under his knees; The largest family in Caijiazhuang is none other than Cai Zhengxiang's family, counting from his last six generations of ancestors, he has always been the patriarch of Caijiazhuang.

In the history of memory, only a small wave of harmony remains, that is, Cai Zhengxiang's mother Chang Cai'e, the sister of the former head of Chengdong District, married from Changjia Village to Caijiazhuang in the years of war and chaos.

Chang Ning thought in a daze, he didn't know what level of storm the black-faced Cai Zhengxiang would bring him.