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Chapter 300: Visiting on a Snowy Night

First, such an old revolutionist is bound to have a strong influence in the local area. Second, looking at this person's resume, he is a good party member who works for the benefit of the people.

With these two overlapping, Xue Laosan felt that anything he could not do on his own could be done by his own hands.

"Yu Bin, where does Comrade Wang live?" Xue Laosan stood up.

Dai Yubin was surprised: "Chief, aren't you going to visit his old man now? It's almost twelve o'clock."

"Old comrade, as I get older, I'm afraid I don't have that much sleepiness. Maybe it would be better to go now."

While talking, Xue Laosan had already walked to the wooden bed, picked up his military coat, put it on his shoulders, took the flashlight from the wooden box beside the bed, and stuffed a few batteries into his pocket.

Seeing Xue Laosan's actions, Dai Yubin knew that he could not dissuade him, so he said "later" and hurried out the door.

Ten minutes later, Dai Yubin, with his hair covered with fine snowflakes, ran in, "I asked, it's in Lao Biwan, about twenty miles away from us."

It's a long way to go, and it's obvious that Dai Yubin doesn't want Xue Laosan to run around at night, which is a punishing job.

"Is it snowing?"

Xue Laosan was obviously more interested in Dai Yubin's head full of snowflakes, "Okay, you stay at home, I'm as strong as an ox, you can't bear it. There was a romance in the Wei and Jin Dynasties in ancient times. Prince Youxue visited Dai at night. Today

I, Xue Xiang, work for the benefit of the people and visit Lao G at night. Wang Ziyou will return when his interest is exhausted, but I will never return until I achieve my goal!"

While talking, Xue Laosan picked up four potato seeds in the brazier, put them in an old canvas bag, put them in his arms, and rushed out the door.

This is the first snow since the beginning of winter in the southwest. The snow is not heavy, it is fluttering, and catkins are scattered. Occasionally, one or two pieces get into the neck, but it only feels light, not biting, and it melts against the skin and soaks into it.

The skin will never gather into a stream or trickle down.

Xue Laosan refined the fascia and was not afraid even if he was naked in the snow. His eyesight was extremely strong. Even in the dark night, with a little light, his eyes could see through every detail. He did not turn on the flashlight at all.

Speaking of which, Xue Laosan insisted on traveling alone. In addition to not wanting Dai Yubin to suffer the consequences, he also wanted to waste as little time as possible on the road.

The night was dark and blue. It was hard to see any light. Xue Laosan ran into the darkness and walked out of the house, far away from the house. His feet were steep and fast.

At this moment, the snow has covered the ground and it is quite slippery. If an ordinary person walks on the snow in this dark night, he will definitely fall to pieces.

But for Xue Laosan, the night in the sky and the snow under his feet are the best props. The former covers his body, and the latter helps to speed up.

But I saw Xue Laosan's legs shaking at a frequency that was too fast to be merciless, but his feet couldn't move, and his whole body was floating on the snow like a ghost.

Jumping over high slopes and riding down low valleys, Xue Laosan's feet seemed to be on the most agile sled, traveling thousands of miles in an instant.

Originally, the twenty-mile journey was a sunny day, dry and suitable for walking. No matter how fast an ordinary person was, it would take at least an hour.

But it was Xue Laosan's turn. In just over ten minutes, he quickly drew a circle around the 8,000-acre Yunjin Lake, and Lao Turtle Bay was already in sight.

Two minutes later, as they drove into the village, Xue Laosan was suddenly dumbfounded, and then he remembered that he had no idea where Comrade Lao Wang lived.

It was already early in the morning, and in the middle of winter, if anyone didn't close their doors early, hide in bed and sleep soundly, even if he wanted to find someone to inquire, it would be difficult.

The snow became more and more urgent. Xue Laosan circled around the village, but he didn't see any house with lights on. While he was feeling depressed, his thoughts changed and he started wandering around the village again.

It turned out that Xue Laosan had a sharp mind and figured out the key in a flash.

Just think about Comrade Lao Wang's status. How can a veteran like him, a veteran of the Eighth Route Army, a veteran of the People's Liberation Army, and a veteran of the revolution, have such a simple family background?

Of course, to say that his family background is not simple does not mean that Comrade Lao Wang must live in the most luxurious and spacious house in the village.

Rather, in this era, military families and retired cadres must have special plaques on their door lintels, just like military families and martyred relatives would have plaques nailed on their doors to honor them. With Lao Wang’s resume, the door will never be empty.

fall.

Sure enough, Xue Laosan hadn't walked around for a few minutes before he saw the red honorary plaque of the National Model Worker on the door frame of a low house at the west end of the village, closest to Yunjin Lake.

This is very consistent with the National Model Worker column on Wang Erwa's resume. Xue Laosan has already concluded that this must be the residence of Comrade Lao Wang. After all, the National Model Worker in these days is a very valuable honor, and there are several of them in Sichuan.

National model worker?

Finally finding the place, Xue Laosan let out a long sigh of relief.

But before he could take a deep breath, Xue Laosan was deeply shocked. The low house in front of him was no more than twenty square meters at most. It was short and small, and it was still an earthen structure. If it weren't for a fence in front of the house, it would barely be possible.

Expanding the overall area makes the whole house really not worth seeing at all.

"Woof woof, woof woof..."

Xue Laosan stopped outside the fence. Suddenly, a big yellow dog jumped out of the short cloth shed next to the chicken coop, with a chain around its neck, and barked fiercely at Xue Laosan.

"It's better now, I don't have to call the door myself."

Sure enough, Xue Laosan lost his thoughts, and with a creak, the door opened. A thin shadow, wearing a coat, stood at the door, "Who is it? It's already this time. Could it be that someone's house is making trouble again? Go

, just say what I said, leave everything to tomorrow morning, the snow will make my old man freeze to death..."

When the man came out of the door, Xue Laosan felt that he looked familiar. When the man's words came out, he suddenly felt that he was very familiar. He took another closer look and secretly marveled. This old man was not returning from the scenic spot by bicycle that day.

When he was full of anger, he met the old farmer who was working in the fields under the stars and the moon.

"Representative Wang, it's me, Xue Xiang from the New District Management Committee!"

Xue Xiang shouted from a distance. Although the wind was loud, the shout was like a thread and went straight into the old man's ears.

"New District Xue Xiang", if the person opposite was an ordinary citizen, he would be confused at first, but the old man opposite was a politician. As soon as the name Xue Xiang was heard, the old man knew who it was and walked out of the house.

, tightened his coat tightly and walked towards the fence gate.

"It's cold weather, it's midnight, and you, the secretary of the new district, are not warming yourself by the fire at home and covering your bed. You are braving the wind and snow and come to see my old man. What's going on? I'm just a lonely old man, so I can't help you.

You come to my place to have a rest, just for one night, and leave as soon as possible in the morning..."

The old man opened the fence and let Xue Xiang in. While leading the way, he kept talking, obviously not welcoming Xue Laosan's arrival.

"Old man, it's you!"

Fang Xing walked to the door and saw the light. Xue Laosan pretended to fall asleep and exclaimed.

The old man was startled. He looked at Xue Laosan's face and was stunned. After a long time, he said: "It's your kid. Come on, come on..."

It's really easy to get things done with acquaintances, even if it's just a casual relationship, it's easier to communicate than with a stranger.

What's more, Xue Laosan gave the old man a very good impression that day, especially after Xue Laosan left, the old man found half a pack of cigarettes from his military satchel, which was exactly the kind of cigarettes Xue Laosan handed him and smoked at that time.

Brand, like this, it is self-evident where the half pack of cigarettes in this satchel came from.

It must be said that at that time, the old man also guessed Xue Xiang's identity as a cadre, but he did not expect that this young man was the famous bandit secretary of the new district.

Poof, poof,

Xue Xiang flicked the snow on his body, swept the room left and right, and said in shock: "Old man, you can't do this. It's so cold that you can't even raise the brazier. How is this so special!"

"What a great thing, put a few more bundles of straw under the bed, prepare a few more empty water bottles, boil a pot of water at night, fill it up, cover your head under the quilt, my old man will sweat while sleeping!"

While talking, the old man took an enamel jar with a broken rim and placed it on the Eight Immortals table in front of Xue Laosan with three legs leaning against the wall. Steam billowed up, "Take a few sips to warm yourself up. I didn't expect that."

You are Xue Xiang, now you can say hello and come to me, old man, for what the hell is going on!"

Xue Xiang drank the water in the porcelain jar in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and said: "To be honest with you, I only saw your situation tonight when I was sorting out the files. I think the new district has such experience.

Senior comrades with qualifications and contributions, I, the unqualified squad leader of the new district, should come and see you. Firstly, I come to visit you. Secondly, the current situation in the new district is complicated and the work is difficult to carry out. I want you to always take care of me.

Check and taste the pulse!"

The old man smiled, with a hint of slyness flashing in his eyes, "I'm just a bad old man. I did participate in work in the early years, but after retiring for these years, I only have the ability to farm. What policies are you asking?

I,

It's like asking a blind man, by the way, didn't you say you came here to visit me? Since it's a visit, it's better to be empty-handed. To tell you the truth, there are many leaders who have come to visit me, but they still don't have it.

It's available at your doorstep."

Xue Laosan was surprised. He changed his mind, reached for his waist, pulled out a cloth bag, and put it on the Eight Immortals table, "Look at what you said, since I am here to visit, how can I be empty-handed?

A small gift does not constitute respect, it does not constitute respect!"

"Forget it, I'm just kidding you, but you still take it seriously..."

I wanted to embarrass Xue Xiang, but I didn't know that Xue Xiang came prepared. When he saw the gift, the old man panicked first. He waved his hands and stuffed the bag into Xue Xiang's arms.

"Okay, if you don't want it, I won't give it away. You are just like the legend, and you live up to your reputation. I'll take it back, take it back!"

While talking, Xue Laosan took the cloth bag into his arms, put his hand into the bag, took out a charcoal-black potato seed, peeled it open, and in an instant, the steam filled the room with a sweet smell.

Twenty miles away, Xue Laosan arrived in less than ten minutes. At that time, the potatoes that came out of the brazier were immediately rolled into a cloth bag and stuffed under his coat. In addition, Xue Laosan’s body was like a little sun.

There is no difference, so the baked potatoes now are just like the ones cooked out of the pan.

Xue Laosan, as if there was no one around, ate slowly and smacking his lips as he ate, as if he was eating something extremely delicious. (To be continued...)


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