Finally, they used snow to clean it up for him, and Zhou Jianbo was shivering with cold.
Liu Qianjin knew he was in the wrong, so he quickly stepped forward and said, "You'll stay in the driver's seat later, and I'll sit in the back of the truck."
Zhou Jianbo had a cold face and gave him a look that said, "You know what's good for you."
But when I climbed into the cab, a sour smell had not yet dissipated.
Zhou Jianbo couldn't hold it in any longer and started vomiting while holding the car door.
He waved weakly at the crew-haired guy and said, "Go talk to Secretary Liu. I'll sit in the back."
The crew-head had a shallow appetite to begin with, and just now when he was helping to clean up, he had already tried his best to hold back his throat.
At this time, multiple smells mixed together, and he couldn't hold it in any longer, and he kept vomiting while holding on to the cart.
Zhou Jianbo closed his eyes, feeling that this man was unreliable at critical moments.
He took a step with his somewhat weak legs and walked quickly towards the back of the truck.
He slapped his cheeks twice and managed to force a smile: "Secretary Liu, please go sit in the front.
No matter how much I say it, there is no reason for you to sit in the truck bed and I to sit in the driver's seat.
If my boss finds out, who knows how he will scold me. "
Liu Qianjin was a little hesitant. How could Zhou Jianbo be so kind?
Zhou Jianbo didn't wait for Liu Qianjin to answer and quickly climbed onto the truck bed.
"Just lend me your military coat. I just washed my hair with snow. If I go back in the wind, I might get sick."
Liu Qianjin didn't say much and took off his military coat readily.
He was wearing a thin cotton jacket underneath, and as he was young, he didn't feel how cold it was at the moment.
He quickly jumped out of the car and just as he turned around, he bumped into the guy with a flat head who was still vomiting.
He raised his eyebrows in surprise and said, "Do you get carsick too?"
The crew-haired man waved his hands weakly: "No, no, Secretary Liu, I just ate too much this morning and my stomach is a little shallow. Don't worry."
Liu Qianjin helped him into the car and quickly walked towards the passenger seat.
As soon as he climbed into the driver's seat, he understood why Zhou Jianbo didn't want to sit in the front seat?
Liu Qianjin looked at Lu Zhiye who was sitting next to him with an apologetic look on his face: "I'm so sorry, let's open the car windows and start the car running, the smell will dissipate faster, right?"
Lu Zhiye took out a box of cigarettes from his backpack.
He handed a cigarette to Liu Qianjin: "Have a cigarette to calm your nerves."
The smell of smoke soon filled the entire carriage, and even the sour smell disappeared a lot.
Their windows were not closed. Liu Qianjin took off his military coat and gave it to Zhou Jianbo. At this time, he shivered subconsciously when the cold wind blew.
Lu Zhiye held a cigarette in his mouth and reached into the back seat: "Here, this is my cotton-padded jacket. Make do with it for now."
Liu Qianjin put on his clothes shiveringly, and only then did he feel a little warmer.
But before the car had gone far, Lu Zhiye saw a person lying on the side of the road not far away.
Liu Qianjin also saw it and quickly dropped the cigarette in his hand.
He said to Lu Zhiye anxiously, "Pull over and see what's going on with that guy?"
Before the car stopped, Liu Qianjin opened the door and rushed out.
The man lying on the ground had red cheeks from the cold, and his eyelashes and eyebrows were covered with frost.
His fingers were a little stiff, and Liu Qianjin hurriedly shouted to the people in the back truck, "Hurry up and help me."
When Secretary Lu heard his voice, he hurriedly jumped down from the back of the truck.
"Ah, what's going on?"
When the two turned the young man over and saw his face, Liu Qianjin looked at Secretary Lu in surprise and said, "Why does this young man look familiar?"
Secretary Lu narrowed his eyes and said, "Herdsmen."
There are many ethnic minorities in the new province, and some of them have moved into the village according to the government's arrangement.
Some people have maintained their living habits for thousands of years, living in yurts and making a living by grazing.
It is also within their jurisdiction, and they usually make a trip once every half a month or a month.
"He's almost frozen, go get some snow."
The people in the back of the truck came out one after another, and upon hearing Liu Qianjin's instructions, they all found something to pack up some snow.
After finally rubbing the man's whole body warm, the sound of a ox cart being driven came from not far away.
Secretary Lu quickly stood up and looked over there.
It was the village chief Batur in their village.
He was driving the ox cart very fast, and when he saw a large truck parked on the side of the road, a look of joy flashed in his eyes.
He staggered over and said in not very fluent Chinese: "Secretary Lu, herdsmen, Feng Chuixue... is trapped..."
Secretary Lu and Liu Qianjin both looked very pale. Some time ago, there was wind and snow in many places. They repeatedly warned their children not to go grazing in the near future.
Alas, there are still people who don't obey orders.
"Do you know anything about this person?"
Secretary Lu pointed at the boy lying on the ground and looked up at Batur.
Batur nodded repeatedly: "His brother is in the village. His horse is almost dead from exhaustion. He is calling me to pick him up."
Secretary Lu understood his incoherent words.
I think it was because they had been running for too long and it was too cold, the horse couldn't bear such a heavy weight, so I had no choice but to put my brother down.
“Okay, I understand, you take him to the village first.
Tell me the exact location and we will start the rescue right away."
Batur took out a piece of brown paper from his arms and pointed to a location: "This is where they graze in winter."
Liu Qianjin turned his head and looked at the people behind him: "Are you going with us to rescue, or are you going back to the village in a bullock cart?"
Several people turned their heads to look at Zhou Jianbo. Zhou Jianbo gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, saying: "The villagers' affairs are not trivial. We will follow you to rescue them.
More people means more help, but is it okay with just the few of us? Should we find some more militiamen?"
Liu Qianjin shook his head: "They are basically a family when they herd livestock. The most important thing for us now is to rescue the trapped people.
We are now racing against time and cannot wait to find the militia."
After hearing what he said, Zhou Jianbo didn't say anything else.
Several people got into the car quickly, and this time Secretary Lu sat in the passenger seat.
He was quite familiar with this area. After carefully looking through the map, he began to point the way to Lu Zhiye with ease.
His expression was solemn; this kind of thing had happened before.
This kind of thing happened to him when he was in the army. When they dug people out of the snow, their arms were broken at the touch.
Everyone was frozen stiff, and not a single cattle or sheep was left alive.
Of the family of eight, only two elderly people are left.
Now they are kept in their village.
"well!"
Secretary Lu had a bad premonition and sighed heavily.
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