Zhao Pufang wrapped the clothes he bought yesterday in a plastic bag and put them in the trunk of the car. When he heard Jia Chunling talking about buying a shirt for Liu Yang at Youngor, he immediately glanced at Song Xiu'e in the rearview mirror. Coincidentally, Song Xiu'e also
Looking at himself, he smiled and said: "Thank you for your hard work, I've been audited. It's not respectful to give you a small gift."
Jia Chunling took the sunglasses, curled her lips and said, "Fortunately, you haven't forgotten me, but you have to make it up to me tonight, treat me to dinner and dance, and you can't miss the appointment."
Zhao Pufang turned back to look at Jia Chunling after she finished speaking, then glanced at Song Xiu'e and said, "I can't agree to you yet, but I agree in principle. It depends on the situation."
It was not yet noon when we returned to Wenshui Township. When we entered the courtyard of the township government, Song Xiu'e saw Jia Chunling getting out of the car and said to the driver Lao Zheng: "Master Zheng, I have two gas tickets. Come back here."
After saying that, he got out of the car. Lao Zheng nodded and said nothing.
Zhao Pufang got out of the car and said to himself: "No one around here is a fuel-efficient person."
But there are not many people in the countryside. Firstly, today is Saturday. Secondly, there was heavy rain in the upper reaches of Wenshui River last night, causing floods. The floods destroyed many crops and houses. Mayor Zhang Gaodeng has already taken people to the countryside.
After learning about the disaster, Li Gaomin, the township secretary, stayed behind.
Zhao Pufang called Zhang Gaodeng. When the call was answered, there was a lot of noise there. Zhao Pufang briefly reported a few words. Zhang Gaodeng instructed him to report to Li Gaomin, and then hung up the phone.
Li Gaomin always seemed to be amiable. When he saw Zhao Pufang, he asked him to sit down, and then sat on the sofa next to Zhao Pufang from behind the desk. He asked in detail about the trip to Marsh Light, and then said:
"In this way, Mayor Zhao will be responsible for Sun Liuwa's matter to the end. Mayor Zhao handled this matter very well. However, in the future, we must strictly put an end to the bureaucracy that does not take people's lives seriously, and those responsible must be severely punished.
No loan..."
Li Gordon pondered for a moment and said: "While things are developing in a positive direction now, you strike while the iron is hot, send Sun Liuwa back, and work with the comrades in Chali Village to deal with the aftermath of this matter, and be careful not to cause any more trouble."
Zhao Pufang left Li Gordon's office and took a look when he passed Song Xiu'e's room. Her room was locked. So when he went downstairs, he saw Song Xiu'e talking to someone in the family planning office. When Zhao Pufang came over, she looked at him.
Zhao Pufang looked at Song Xiu'e and said: "Director Song, please inform Chali Village Secretary Zhang Fulu now that the coffins of Comrade Sun Liuwa and his wife will be arriving in the village soon, and ask him to make arrangements. Also, you and me...just you and me will go there.
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Zhao Pufang can drive a car, and he drives it well, but he does not have a driver's license, but it is estimated that no one will come to check the car of him, the deputy mayor.
Zhao Pufang drove the car, Song Xiu'e sat next to him, and Sun Liuwa was still sitting in the car from Maoguang. Before getting in the car, Zhao Pufang handed 23,000 yuan into Sun Liuwa's hands and watched him stuff the money into his pants.
With the bag in his pocket, Zhao Pufang sighed softly.
"The Wenshui River often floods. If this reservoir is not activated, it will cause a lot of economic losses every year."
The sky is dark in the upper reaches of the Wen River, and it looks like it's raining there.
Song Xiu'e looked at the crops destroyed by the Wenshui River on the side of the road and said: "In the past, we had to reinforce the river embankments every year, which wasted people and money, and accidents happened every year. The directors of the County Water Conservancy Bureau were each thicker than the other."
Song Xiu'e would not say these words in front of others, and in the past, she would not have premised it on Zhao Pu. However, after these two days of the trip to Maoguang, she was undoubtedly much more casual in front of Zhao Pu.
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"Last year there was a flood and two people were washed away."
After listening to Song Xiu'e's words, Zhao Pufang mentally evaluated this beautiful and wise woman again.
"The old county magistrate worked hard for the reservoir matter, but before he could wait for the results, he asked Secretary Gao to pick the peaches." As soon as Song Xiu'e finished speaking, she paused. Zhao Pufang also felt that there was a flaw in her words, so she
After looking at her, Song Xiu'e pretended to stroke her hair, pursed her lips, and said, "Why did you suddenly drive away at the mobilization meeting to select the location for the reservoir that day?"
Obviously Song Xiu'e didn't understand Zhao Pufang's unusual behavior that day, but no one has been able to reveal any correct information.
Before Zhao Pufang could answer, he felt a roar, the sound was like a pig's grunt, and it was like tens of thousands of flies hovering above his head. It was difficult to control the steering wheel of the car. He quickly stopped the car and couldn't help but look at Song Xiu'e who was also surprised.
The sky was very dark, and the nearby Wenshui River was much turbid and turbulent than when Zhao Pufang took a bath that day. Zhao Pufang parked the Jinbei car on a stone bridge, stared at the river bed, and was thinking, when he heard something behind him.
Sun Liuwa opened the window and shouted to herself: "Hurry up and drive, your mother, you are dying, there is a flood! The Wen River is flooded!"
When Zhao Pufang heard this, he quickly stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed over the stone bridge. As soon as he turned a corner and reached a high place, he heard countless shrill water howls and roaring roars, and then
The ground trembled, and the leaves of the trees beside the highway rustled. The coffin car behind him passed by the Jinbei Car and sped up to the heights of the road for a while before stopping.
As soon as she regained consciousness, Song Xiu'e said: "Look, the water is coming!"
Sure enough, Zhao Pufang felt that what he saw in his eyelids was not only muddy water, but also muddy water. The Wenshui River, which used to be shy and quiet like a woman, seemed to be going crazy. The rushing waves were as high as three or four-story buildings.
The overwhelming force was surging towards him.
Song Xiu'e screamed and closed her eyes. Zhao Pufang reached out and grabbed her hand tightly and said, "It's okay, the water can't reach this height."
But the river water is so powerful that the window glass of the Jinbei car was washed away by water vapor like a heavy rain. Objects two meters away can no longer be seen outside the window, and only audible sounds can be heard in the ears.
Thinking of the "clicking" and "booming" sounds, I didn't know what was damaged outside. The car seemed to be moving slowly, and the wind was really scary.
Zhao Pufang felt that Song Xiu'e was trembling, so he stood up and left his seat, walked over to her seat, and held Song Xiu'e in his arms.
Song Xiu'e raised her head and glanced at Zhao Pufang, and saw him frowning and looking out the window, so she felt relieved and buried herself deeply in Zhao Pufang's chest.
After about ten minutes, the sound of wind and water outside the car slowly dissipated. Zhao Pufang looked carefully and saw that several trees outside had been uprooted. It looked more like they had experienced the cold wind in winter and seemed to have been stripped of their fur.
Like a chicken, it is bare and without leaves, as if the original peak of summer has directly entered the harsh winter.
