The village king sat up in shock: "Are you having nightmares again?" the village king said, wiping the sweat on Xue'er's forehead with his hand.
"Yes. It's terrible!" Xue'er rested her head on the village king's shoulder.
"In the dream, you actually got into a fight with my father. A lot of bugs suddenly crawled out of the scar on my face. Li Jun chased me and said he would catch the bugs and fry them. The dream was chaotic. I was so scared that I ran as fast as I could.
, I want to find you. However, I can’t even see your shadow. I ran and ran, just running forward. Suddenly, I missed my footing and fell off the cliff. I screamed and tried my best to move up...
..." Xue'er's body was still shaking.
"Don't be afraid, dreams are reversed. Everything will be fine with you from now on." The village king comforted Xue'er.
"However, many things in the dream are real and happened. For example, the scars on my face, that bastard Li Jun, and your quarrel with my father..." Xueer was still a little incoherent.
"The dream was a mess. Take your father and I as an example. Haven't I always respected him? The quarrel that time was also about matters in the village. For business reasons, if we disagree, let it go.
Your father didn't take the matter to heart. You also know that after the quarrel, your father has been very good to me." The village king interrupted Xue'er and comforted her while patting her shoulder.
"My father provoked you that time, do you really not hold grudges against him?"
"How could I hold a grudge against him? Even if he hits me, he is still my father, and I won't care! What's more, it's for business, and he didn't do anything to me. Do you think so?" asked the village king.
"I thought you would hold a grudge against him. To be honest, if my father hadn't provoked you that time, you wouldn't have established your prestige so quickly and became the secretary." Xueer's heart calmed down a little.
"My being the secretary is all due to my father. He trained me and took the initiative to give up his position to me. I haven't repaid all these kindnesses, so how can I hate him? If I really hate my father because of a small thing, I will
Is Zheng Shuang still a human? Okay, you can sleep a little longer, I haven’t fallen asleep yet, so I’ll take a nap too.”
"Well, you go to sleep. I will sleep for a while and then cook for you. Don't go out for a walk this afternoon. Otherwise, you go out for dinner again. I don't want to eat alone. Since my son
After I joined the army, I was afraid of eating alone. I felt lonely even when I was eating, and I felt bad." Xueer said and lay down.
"Okay. Go to sleep."
"Um."
The village king closed his eyes and Xueer said nothing.
The village king remembered the grudge between himself and the village king.
Zheng Shuang has been the militia battalion commander for more than a year. For more than a year, he has made suggestions for the village king and solved many problems. The most thorny problem is the bamboo forest in Linglong Mountain.
The people were only interested in immediate interests. Despite repeated orders not to go up the mountain to pull bamboo shoots, some people still secretly entered the bamboo forest to pull bamboo shoots and fried bacon to eat in the name of pulling pigweed.
The bamboo forest is cut down every year to make working tools. There is not much bamboo in the bamboo forest, but it is getting less and less. Zheng Shuang asked the village king to take action for real. The village king said that in the past, people were fined if they caught people stealing bamboo shoots. You know
Yes, the fine is too much, but the fellow villagers can't get through it. The fine is too small, and it won't have any effect. How can you be serious about it?
Zheng Shuang told the village king his idea, and the village king slapped his head: "You are still a young man with a smart mind. Now is the season for eating bamboo shoots. Let's give it a try!"
The next day, Zheng Shuang notified each household representative to hold a meeting. At the meeting, the village king gave a brief speech and asked Zheng Shuang to read out the decision to protect bamboo and ban the mountain for two years. At that time, everyone disagreed. Everyone thought in their hearts.
, it’s not a scandal if caught, it’s just the same as in previous years, just say nice things, beg for mercy, and pay a small fine. No matter whether it’s a meeting or a small meeting, what is said in the meeting should not be taken seriously. This is the responsibility of the mountain people.
There was a consensus.
The day after the meeting, Zheng Shuang led a militiaman around the large bamboo forest on the mountain. All morning, not even a single person was seen.
In the afternoon, Zheng Shuang and others continued to go to the mountains. The militiamen said: "There is no need to go around this afternoon! Because the meeting was just yesterday, everyone was watching the movement! It was the same in the past, everyone only entered the bamboo forest to steal bamboo shoots after the news had passed."
Zheng Shuang smiled and said: "I've given you work points, how can you not transfer?" The militiamen had no choice but to follow Zheng Shuang around.
In the middle of the afternoon, the militiamen were a little tired from walking around and said, "Have a rest!" Zheng Shuang agreed. As soon as the two sat down, they heard a sound from behind. Zheng Shuang stood up and saw a man running out from the bamboo forest.
, with a bamboo basket on his back. Zheng Shuang and the militiamen chased after them. When they blocked the fleeing people, Zheng Shuang and the militiamen were stunned. The person who stole the bamboo shoots turned out to be the wife of the village king, that is to say, Zheng Shuang's.
Auntie! The militiamen reacted quickly: "Auntie, why don't you run away!"
"You can't run! No one can violate the rules of the village!" Zheng Shuang said and grabbed the backpack from Xueer's mother's back.
Zheng Shuang and the others walked to the office in the village. Xueer's mother scolded her as they walked. Along the way, more and more people were watching. When they arrived at the office, the village king and the village secretary Wang Wen were playing chess. The village king took a look.
It was his wife who stole the bamboo shoots, and he pointed at her nose angrily: "You! You! You!" But Xueer's mother yelled: "You have found a good son-in-law! He doesn't recognize his relatives!" The village king raised his hand and said: "You are a thief.
Mother-in-law, if you act arrogant again, I..."
Zheng Shuang stopped the village king: "It's right for my mother to scold me. I didn't take my mother's face into account, which is unfilial! However, I should be punished according to the regulations! Otherwise, there will be no rules in the village! I will contact the projectionist,
There will be a movie tomorrow night and a criticism meeting will be held! The money for renting the movie and the salary of the projectionist must be paid by grandma, and not a penny of the village's money can be touched. Grandma, prepare the money!" As soon as Zheng Shuang finished speaking, the village king
Wang was so angry that he cursed and left. Zheng Shuang also left quickly.
Xue'er's mother saw the two men leaving and patted her chest: "My own man also turned against me! Both men are white-eyed wolves! Isn't it just a few bamboo shoots? Is it worth so much money? Let's play a movie
, hold a criticism meeting, why don’t you two grown men follow me and embarrass me! Bah! Bah, bah, bah!” Everyone had never seen Xueer’s mother so angry, and they all advised her to look away.
During dinner in the evening, Zheng Shuang smiled and served food to his grandma: "Mom, you are such an outstanding actor, I admire you."
"You still say? I am embarrassed and will give face to you and your father." Xueer's mother said and laughed.
Since then, the bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest have grown into bamboos. Two years later, the bamboo forest in the village has not only become a beautiful scenery, but also brought good economic benefits to the villagers. The villagers always talk about this bamboo forest.
He praised Zheng Shuang for being young and promising, and for daring to speak and act. He also praised Zheng Shuang for not guarding his shortcomings, which is rare.
After the success of Ban Bamboo Mountain and the plan to cut down bamboo forests to bring benefits to the mountain people, Zheng Shuang proposed that the village first use money as activity funds, go to the countryside to build connections, and ask the township to build the mountain roads wider so that the village can be opened to traffic. Mountain goods
It can be pulled out, so as not to rely solely on manpower.
The village king shook his head when he heard this: "Do you think building the mountain road is just a child's play? The village can run such a big thing with such a small amount of money? Do you think you have a strong relationship? Let the township allocate funds to mobilize labor from other villages.
Build a road for our village? There are no doors!"
Zheng Shuang, however, insisted that "it all depends on the person" and tried it no matter what. As a result, both of them had their own reasons, and no one was convinced by the other.
Zheng Shuang was young and too excited, so he blamed the village king for being old-fashioned. When had the village king ever been criticized like this? He got angry and lectured Zheng Shuang loudly. As a result, the argument between the two turned into a quarrel. The mountain people gathered around to watch the fun. The two were stronger.
The man became even more angry.
At the end of the quarrel, the village king said: "Zheng Shuang, you can! If you can really do it, give me a military order. If you can't attract investment and repair the road, don't be your militia battalion commander!" "Okay! I will
We have attracted funds, let me be your party secretary!" Zheng Shuang was full of energy, and the last sentence rushed out without even passing through his mind.
"Okay! Okay! Let's see who can do it!" The villagers clapped their hands and booed.
Zheng Shuang thought of this and said in his heart, it was all my fault for being young and too impulsive. I didn't even have time to blame myself, so how could I care about it? However, I don't know what Xueer thinks. She always keeps it in mind and brings up this issue. Could it be that Abba