The Era of Hard Work

Hearing that the higher ups wanted to suspend his position as party secretary, Liu Mingquan was furious. The old party secretary in the countryside was about to explode, but just like he wanted to rely on the number of people to plan to occupy the dove's nest, he was a thoughtful person after all.

This is about to change the term, and it is impossible for the higher-ups to suspend his position suddenly for no reason.

For rural issues, stability is very important.

But at this time, the above temporarily suspended him.

Liu Mingquan gradually tasted something, and his face instantly turned ugly.

Is this a decision made above?

Knowing that it was impossible to fight against his superiors, Liu Mingquan fell silent. This was a warning. If there was any more trouble, it would probably be the person in charge of discipline...

The mayor's assistant asked Liu Mingquan to call and called the brigade accountant back, and the accompanying staff asked the brigade accountant for the village's account books.

However, they did not intend to embarrass Liu Mingquan.

Liu Linlin next to her could see this very clearly. If her father really had a serious problem, there would not be such a few people who came here.

The countryside is different from the county town. If you want to move an old party secretary in the countryside, you have to send more people over in a serious manner.

The assistant to the mayor didn't restrict Liu Mingquan at all. He asked the brigade accountant for the account book, took someone to drive and left.

Liu Linlin had been in the unit for a while, and she had some advice from an old fritter like Director Liu, and she also had a certain political awareness. After thinking about it for a while, she roughly guessed that the superior might be dissatisfied with her father's recent tossing around, and she should want to give this branch secretary a favour. Lose.

But she didn't say anything. Judging from the recent situation, it may not be a bad thing for her father to step down from this position. It's better than poking a bigger mess.

Without this job, how should I live or what should I do.

Stay in the position of branch secretary and try to think of impossible things.

Want to seize the post of party secretary in Lujia Village, those people in Lujia Village, why don't they fight with their lives?

Liu Linlin suddenly thought of an incident when she was in her sophomore year of high school. One weekend when she went home on vacation, the bums in the county stopped her and a few girls to ask for money, and happened to meet Lu Dong and Li Wenyue coming over. .

Lu Dong started fighting with those four or five people. Although he had Li Wenyue's help, and although he had fought badly since he was a child, in the face of several adults, Lu Dong was almost desperate.

At least from her point of view, Lu Dong tried his best to drive away those bastards, although he himself became a panda eye.

It is said that those people were beaten by Zuo Shandiao and they couldn't take care of themselves for a period of time...

Although she knew that Lu Dong was willing to stand up because of her old classmate, Liu Linlin knew better that many people in Lujia Village had a kind of ruthlessness.

In the surrounding villages, who doesn't know that people in Lujia Village are not easy to mess with. A small village with a population of thousands of people used to be known as a big problem in Ningxiu Town.

Anyone who knows well knows that if you provoke one, you will bring out a whole bunch of them.

In martial arts novels, the disciples are beaten up, and the brothers or masters are provoked.

This is not the case in Lu's Village. They provoked the disciples, brothers, masters, uncles and uncles, and the ancestors, and they all jumped out immediately.

Liu Linlin sighed secretly, Liuwan Village is so close to Lujia Village, even a junior like her knows about this, so would her father not know?

People's eyes are too easily blinded by interests.

What my father thought was very good, once the two villages were merged, at least Liuwan Village would definitely have the upper hand in terms of the number of people.

But what he wants to do is to touch the roots of Lu's village.

Fortunately, my father was more reliable and didn't tell anyone about it, so she got along with her all day, and roughly guessed it from a few words.

Otherwise, it is definitely not as simple as suspending his duties.

Those people in Lujia Village can make troubles, especially that mountain sculpture, who doesn't know about it, is not a good person.

If it got out, maybe Lu Dong would be fine for her sake, but the rest of the Lu family village didn't just eat anything.

Liu Mingquan was suspended from his position as party secretary and stood in the office with a dark face.

The position is gone, but the prestige is still there. The accountant of the brigade took a look, said hello and said that he would have lunch, and left quickly.

The higher-ups will definitely find someone to take the post of temporary branch secretary.

The accountant of the brigade has a complicated heart. He hopes to be himself, but he doesn't want to be himself.

Seeing that her father seemed to be a few years older, Liu Linlin said softly, "Dad, let's go home and have dinner."

Liu Mingquan turned his head, gave his daughter a cold look, left the office, and walked outside.

Liu Linlin didn't say any more, and followed behind silently.

After lunch, Liu Mingquan sat alone under the jujube tree in the yard, not saying anything.

Just looking up at the top, the lotus planted in the stone trough under the jujube tree has already bloomed and withered. The huge lotus pod swayed slightly with the wind, and lotus seeds protruded from it.

On the nearby pomegranate tree, dozens of pomegranate fruits began to turn red.

On the branches of jujube trees, the peanuts and longan strung together with red threads have become moldy and hairy because they have not been taken care of for a long time.

Liu Mingquan sighed inwardly, it would be great if he had a son, at least his elbows would not turn out, at least he could take care of things.

It's not like this girl who splits the fork, when she becomes a serious student, she doesn't think about her family.

Liu Linlin was reading in the main room, looking out of the yard from time to time, somewhat worried.

She even took out her mobile phone and sent a few text messages to her master, Director Liu, to briefly explain the matter. Director Liu has a wide range of people and knows many people in the county, so he helped to inquire.

Not too long later, Director Liu sent a text message back.

"Don't worry, there's nothing else. It's just that your dad has been tossing too much. Let him settle down a bit. Don't be the party secretary anymore. There should be nothing else."

Liu Linlin was relieved, the matter of withdrawing and retaining the money that the town said was nothing serious, if it was really necessary to investigate, which village did not violate the rules?

This is to find a legal procedure, so that the old man will not mess around.

Liu Mingquan just sat in the yard until the sun was westward, then stood up suddenly, and walked out of the house dangling.

Liu Linlin was worried and hurriedly followed.

After leaving the house, turn to a north-south dirt road, and Liu Mingquan walked north.

The sticks on both sides of the road grow to the height of a person. People walking on the road can't see the east and west sides, but can only see the north.

To the north is Lujia Village!

Liu Linlin was worried and followed far behind.

Liu Mingquan walked out of the dirt road, came to the flat and spacious east-west road, entered the square diagonally opposite, stared at the buildings of Lujiacun New Village, sighed and shook his head.

Walking forward, there are many people playing chess and poker in the shaded pavilion, most of them are idlers from Lujia Village.

"Hey, Lao Liu, come here, come here." Lu Zhenjia often played chess here: "Come here and kill a game."

This side is still going down, Liu Mingquan came over and didn't speak.

While playing chess, Lu Zhenjia kept his mouth open: "What are you busy with recently, I haven't seen you coming over."

Of course Liu Mingquan would not say: "There is nothing busy, just busy."

Among the poker players over there, there was a tall man with drooping shoulders, who suddenly answered, "What else can I do? I'm busy pulling people from his village, and I want to come to our village for a meal."

As soon as these words came out, Liu Mingquan's anger surged upwards, he turned his head to look over there, wanting to quarrel with someone, he forcibly held back his anger.

A mountain eagle can't be provoked.

Liu Mingquan secretly explained to himself: Don't be as knowledgeable as a moron.

Lu Zhenjia said: "Old Liu, I have told you that Lu's Village is not the kind of village that annexes other people's villages. The people of our Lu's Village need to guard their own one-third of an acre of land."

These words sound much more comfortable than those just now.

But the ear-piercing voice sounded again: "I said Uncle Zhenjia, you think too well of others, we don't want to swallow others, but others want to swallow us!"

Liu Mingquan looked again, and it was still the Hunrenzuo Mountain Sculpture who was talking.

Lu Jianren knew that Liu Mingquan was jumping up and down in the county recently, so he couldn't help but say one sentence at a time: "In the eyes of people, our Lujia Village is just a piece of delicious pig head meat. These people don't come out when they wash the pig's head, and they don't come out when they depilate the pig's head. , I don’t come out when the pig’s head is stewed, and when the pig’s head is ready, I want to come up and share a piece.”

He raised his voice: "You said, is there such a good thing in the world?"

"That's right, that's right, just thinking about eating ready-made ones."

"When we washed the water in ice water in the orchard in winter, we didn't see them come to help."

"It's okay to take an ax to help chop the pig's head."

Hearing all the discussions, Liu Mingquan couldn't sit still.

Behind the fitness equipment not far away, Liu Linlin could roughly hear the words of the people in Lujia Village. When she saw the mountain sculpture, she walked a little closer, so that if there was a commotion, she could go there quickly.

She is Lu Dong's old classmate, and many people in Lu's Village recognize her, so it might be useful.

Suddenly, the iron rooster swayed into the pavilion and said, "Whoever robs us, we will beat him out!"

There was a small radio hanging on his wrist, and singing was playing.

"Good mountains, good water, good place, all roads are spacious..."

Liu Mingquan originally wanted to come over to find out the situation, but when he saw a group of people called that mountain eagle to instigate him to attack him, he turned around and left.

In the back, the radio was still singing.

"When a friend comes, there is good wine. If the jackal comes, there is a shotgun to meet it!"

Liu Mingquan originally came out of the pavilion, but when he heard the singing, he couldn't help turning his head and staring at the iron rooster for a while.

"Hey, Lao Liu, what are you doing?" Seeing his unfriendly eyes, Iron Rooster said, "You want to eat people?"

Liu Mingquan waved his hands, he was too lazy to talk to these people, turned his head, put his hands behind his back, and walked south.

Behind him, the ear-piercing voice sounded again: "That means guns are banned, or if jackals come, we really have guns!"

Everyone around knows that Lao Qi can make rabbit guns.

Liu Linlin watched her father go away, then looked at the mountain sculptures in the pavilion, and felt that Lu Dong, the seventh uncle, was a little unforgiving.

She also left.

On the way back to the village, Liu Mingquan sighed again and again. As a cadre at the bottom of the system, he knew that no matter how hard he tried, it would not work.

It's true that I feel bad.

I can't describe that uncomfortable feeling, what is it called? Lost his wife and lost his army?

Liu Mingquan looked at the setting sun that was completely covered by Bangzidi, and hummed a few words in a low voice.

"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, the waves wipe out the heroes, success and failure turn heads, the green hills are still there, and the sunset is red for a few times..."

Not only did he not get what he wanted, but he also lost a village party secretary.