"Goudan, is this the place you are talking about?"
The man in the lead raised his hand and pointed at the intersection.
The little boy named Goudan nodded vigorously: "Yes, the two drivers gave it to us."
The leading man looked to be in his 40s, with a dark and old face that made him look like he was in his 50s.
Several men behind him spoke up one after another: "Secretary, the relief grain for us has not arrived yet, and the elderly at home have saved it for the children.
The 100 kilograms of food that Goudan and his friends brought today are enough for our villagers to have a hot meal.
Since they can bring it here once, can we......"
The greed that flashed in his eyes and the anxiety in his tone made people shudder.
The secretary didn't wait for him to finish his words and shouted, "Don't even think about it. We may be poor, but we are ambitious.
They gave us this out of kindness, and we cannot let them down.”
Seeing that several people behind him disagreed with his words, the branch secretary sighed heavily and said earnestly: "You always think things are too simple.
Among these drivers who drive sports cars all year round, how many of them are good people?
Once or twice is fine, but what about more? We are doing this in our village now. If the news gets out, I wonder what the hungry brigades nearby will do?
If several brigades of people gathered here and they called the police in anger, what would we do? "
Seeing the hesitation flash across several people's faces, the branch secretary felt a little helpless.
"The team leader and I, together with several other teams, are going to the commune tomorrow to report further.
I believe the leaders will give us a satisfactory answer. What we can do now is to stay there and wait for the relief food."
"But........."
"It's nothing. We used to get some things from the mountain, and we could exchange some for money if we met a passing driver.
If we really ruin the reputation of the brigade, these drivers will stop passing through here, which will be a loss.”
The branch secretary had long-term ideas. As far as he knew, these drivers were in private contact with each other, and they knew exactly which places were difficult to travel to and where the local villagers were more unruly.
When the houses were rebuilt later, it was not easy to get up again relying solely on the help of the commune.
The strong young men in the village should go up the mountain, hunt more game and mountain products, and exchange them with these drivers, so that things can slowly get back on track.
Doing business with drivers is much safer than the black market.
His voice was so cold that it frightened the men and children.
Their brigade is a well-known poor village in the surrounding area. There is not much in the whole village, but there are many bachelors. Most families have two or three bachelors.
During the famine, almost every household in other brigades had people starved to death, but in their brigade, the party secretary took the lead in tightening his belt and led the villagers into the mountains to peel tree bark and dig the ground.
Everything that everyone got was placed at the brigade headquarters. Whether it was wild vegetables or hunted game, everything was prepared at the brigade headquarters and distributed to everyone.
If there is too much food, eat more; if there is too little food, eat less.
Under the leadership of the branch secretary, not a single person in the dozens of households in the entire brigade starved to death.
The branch secretary at that time was just in his 30s, but he had such courage.
Now that I have lived for another ten or twenty years, I have experienced a lot and basically will not make any wrong decisions.
Therefore, everyone in the entire brigade trusts the branch secretary very much, and it can be said that he has reached the point where his word is final.
The men behind him were reluctant but still didn't dare to say anything.
There were dark circles under the secretary's eyes, and it seemed that he hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.
He looked at the tire tracks on the muddy ground and bowed deeply in the direction where the vehicle was going away.
Several children followed suit, and the secretary touched their heads and said, "I know you have no other options this time.
Don't worry, I will find a way to resolve our team's issues as soon as possible.
Don’t do this again next time. No matter what time, you should not waste your ambition.
We should also remember deeply those who have helped us. "
Goudan wiped his face, wiped away the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and nodded heavily in response: "Grandpa Secretary, we remember it.
If it weren't for their food and medicine, my mother probably wouldn't have survived until today.
If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely repay my benefactor."
The children behind him all nodded.
Seeing the hope on their faces, the branch secretary patted their heads with satisfaction and said, "Okay, let's go. We just need to keep this matter to ourselves and never spread it to anyone else."
The men lowered their heads, feeling somewhat guilty: they were not as sensible as the children.
Lu Zhiye and his team could not reach Tonghe County in a whole day.
I originally thought of finding a state-owned hotel to rest for a night.
But it was not very convenient for Xiaorou to get on and off the car. She thought that she had already troubled Lu Yuanshan and the others enough.
Xiaorou took the initiative to suggest: "It's hot now, let's spend the night in the car."
I don't care about it, but I'm afraid of ruining Lu Yuanshan's reputation.
Lu Yuanshan also noticed some resistance on Xiaorou's face, and the corners of his mouth drooped slightly.
"That's fine. Normally when we're out in the car, we spend the night in the car anyway.
I'll pull up the tarp for you. Although the weather is hot, it's still a little humid at night."
Xiaorou's eyes flashed with smile and gratitude: "Thank you very much, Brother Lu."
While Lu Yuanshan was putting up the tarpaulin, Lu Zhi pretended to take out a pot from the car and lit the firewood.
He took out some hot pancakes and eggs from the space.
When it was handed to Lu Yuanshan, Lu Yuanshan was shocked and stared.
"Why can't I make it like this when I use a pan? This pancake looks like it's just been made."
Fearing that he would ask more questions, Lu Zhiye quickly pushed him and said, "Go and give it to Comrade Xiaorou. She has been running for most of the day and must be hungry."
Lu Yuanshan nodded repeatedly! He found a bowl and scooped out some of the rice soup from the pot.
When it was time to go to bed at night, Lu Yuanshan suddenly sat up from the back seat.
He slapped his forehead and said to himself: "I just said I forgot something!"
It has been a whole day since morning, and Comrade Xiaorou has not mentioned going to the toilet!
No wonder when he went to collect the bowls during dinner time, Xiaorou's bowl of rice soup was untouched.
Thinking of this, a blush flashed across Lu Yuanshan's face.
He sighed, quickly jumped out of the car and ran to the back truck.
At this moment, Xiaorou was also unable to hold it back in the car.
Suddenly she heard a man's voice behind her and sat up quickly.
However, this movement made the feeling even more intense... Xiaorou's face turned red and she was about to cry.
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