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82. The past of Lao Song

Qingquan Town is located in the lower reaches of the Qingshui River, and outside the town is a large river beach full of pebbles.

In the past few years, when the popularity of building houses in the countryside rose, some people saw a business opportunity and contracted the river beach to dig river sand and sell it for money, and the business was quite good.

The pickup truck drove along the county road for a while, then turned into the small road in Qingquan Town, and arrived at the river beach in less than twenty minutes.

Parking the car by the side of the road, the three of them walked quickly to the far side of the river beach.

I saw several excavators digging non-stop by the river, piling up the newly excavated wet river sand behind the cars.

There are also a lot of muck trucks driving over, queuing up to load sand.

There is a small iron house near the river embankment, which is used as a temporary residence for workers to rest on weekdays.

According to Chen Daqiang, Xu Laoba, the owner of the sand quarry, stayed inside, negotiating business with people who came to buy sand, and then collected money to settle the bill.

"Why are you here again? I've made it clear enough that my river sand will not be sold to Chenjiacun."

After Chen Youcai, the three of them walked into the tin house.

The lean man who was sitting at the broken wooden table and playing with his mobile phone raised his head, his swarthy face suddenly tightened.

He stared at Chen Daqiang with his bloodshot eyes, and said impatiently.

"Hey, I said you old man Xu, did you take the wrong medicine, why didn't you sell the sand to our Chenjia Village?"

Chen Daqiang was a little annoyed, he took a step forward and asked loudly.

"If you don't sell it, you don't sell it. It's not that no one wants my sand. I'm willing to sell it to others. Can you control it?"

Xu Laoba finished speaking with a cold face, and continued to play with his mobile phone with his head down, as if he was too lazy to talk to the three people in front of him.

"Boss Xu, I'm a Biaozi of Chunqiu Jianye Company. Our engineering team bought river sand from your house before. Do you remember me?"

Brother Biao touched the angry Chen Daqiang, then took out the cigarette case and handed it to Xu Laoba, making friendship with a smile on his face.

"You also bought sand for Chen Family Village?"

Xu Laoba raised his eyelids, glanced at Brother Biao, then shook his head and said: "If you don't sell it, you don't sell it. It doesn't matter who comes today."

Brother Biao smiled stiffly, and the cigarette case in his hand was suspended in mid-air, not to mention how embarrassing it was.

The so-called reaching out and not hitting people with smiling faces, this Xu Laoba really doesn't know how to respect people, right?

"Old Bashu, I am Chen Youcai from Chenjia Village, and I am Aunt Xu from your Qingquan Town. She has a daughter named Zhao Xiaolin."

Chen Youcai stepped forward to take the cigarette case from Brother Biao, pulled out a cigarette, and put it under Xu Laoba's nose.

"You are next door to Lao Zhao's house? I remember your father's name is Chen Dazhuang. He used to work with me, Lao Zhao, on the same construction site."

Xu Laoba finally put away his mobile phone, put a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, but did not light it.

He looked at Chen Youcai, his expression softened a little, and he said, "Is your father better?"

"It's still the same, but I bought him an electric wheelchair, and now he can get out of bed and sit in the wheelchair, and go for a walk in the village."

Chen Youcai took advantage of the opportunity and sat opposite Xu Laoba, and started a family routine with him.

Chen Daqiang and Brother Biao looked at each other, then stood aside silently, allowing Chen Youcai to play.

"Uncle Ba, our village finally got this opportunity. Someone is willing to pay for the construction of an asphalt road in our village."

After a while, Chen Youcai changed his tone of sincerity and begged.

"Qingquan Town is the closest to our Chenjia Village, and they all belong to the folks in the village. Can you buy some sand for us to build roads?"

"A few carts of sand are nothing, if it is normal, I, Mr. Xu, can give it to you Chenjia Village for nothing."

Xu Laoba looked outside the door twice, then changed the subject, sighed in a low voice: "Early this morning, the superior sent someone to say hello."

"If the sand mining site dares to sell sand to Chenjia Village, our sand mining license will be revoked."

"You just call me uncle, so I can tell you the truth. You should go to another house and ask, don't force me anymore."

He shook his head, squinted his eyes and smoked slowly with his cigarette between his eyes, and refused to say another word.

"...Thank you, Old Eighth Uncle, for your trouble."

The matter has come to this point, and it is futile to say anything more.

Chen Youcai nodded, stood up and said goodbye to Xu Laoba.

The three of them got out of the tin house, returned to the pickup truck and sat down, their expressions on each other were a bit ugly.

"Damn it, we Chen Family Village has provoked someone, and we use this bad idea to deal with our Chen Family Village!"

Chen Daqiang was a little annoyed, and while smoking a cigarette, he cursed loudly.

"Cunchang Chief Chen, talented brother, I'm not urging you, but there are still projects waiting for our engineering team."

Brother Biao was also smoking a stuffy cigarette, and said worriedly: "If your village can't get river sand, this road will have to be dragged down."

"At that time, our engineering team can only go to the next project first..."

Chen Youcai nodded silently, feeling very unhappy.

I didn't expect that all the engineering teams entered the village, but this kind of crap happened... It's really not reconciled.

The three of them did not return to the village, but ran to several nearby sand mining sites one after another, but they were all rejected.

"It seems that someone is deliberately targeting our Chen family village... Who did they offend?"

Sitting disheveled in the pickup truck and returning to Chenjia Village, the three of them were listless and shrugged their heads.

Chen Youcai thought about it, but he couldn't come up with a clue.

Being able to use the relationship in the yamen to say hello to the bosses of the nearby sand mining fields... The other party obviously has a special status and extraordinary energy.

But the question is, is it worth so much effort for a mere rural road?

Even if the nearby sand quarry refuses to sell sand, is it true that Chenjia Village is really out of river sand?

If it doesn't work, Chenjia Village can mobilize the villagers to dig sand in the river, or spend some effort and go to the sand mining field farther away to buy sand.

No matter what kind of hands and eyes the stumbling guy has.

We can't let the sand mining fields all over the world refuse to sell sand to Chenjiacun, right?

Chen Youcai really couldn't figure it out, the other party's use of such means, besides delaying the progress of the road construction project in Chenjiacun, would it have other effects?

There is no river sand to use, so the engineering team can only do some corner work first, shoveling the road surface, and then laying some gravel to level it out.

The other villagers who came to help probably didn't know about the river sand problem.

Everyone was full of enthusiasm and busy, which made Chen Youcai feel even more uncomfortable.

Unable to think of any solution for the time being, Chen Youcai simply went to the hospital, put on a white coat, and continued his part-time job.

Xu was too noisy last night, and Sister Tao only came to work on a battery car in the afternoon.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw that Chen Youcai's expression was not right, she immediately put down the small bag, and asked with concern.

Chen Youcai didn't want to talk about the sand in the river at first, but he couldn't stand it, and there was an old Song who was so idle, he couldn't stop booing cheerfully.

"Qingquan Town, Xu Laoba..."

After listening to Chen Youcai's brief narration, Sister Tao had a strange expression on her face, and she couldn't help but look at Lao Song, who had erratic eyes.

"Old Song, I remember Xu Laoba, who seems to be Xu Xiaojian's father?"

Hearing these words, Chen Youcai was stunned, and couldn't help looking at Lao Song who looked rather unnatural.

He was surprised: "Old Song, do you know him?"

"It's not just acquaintance, you don't know if you are talented. Lao Song was trying to save Xu Xiaojian, Xu Laoba's son, and that's why..."

Sister Tao shook her head, as if she couldn't bear to expose Lao Song's scars, so she didn't say any more.

She changed the topic, and suggested to Chen Youcai: "It's really not possible, let Lao Song help you to intercede, I didn't allow Lao Ba to let go."

Chen Youcai opened his eyes wide, stood up hastily, and walked up to Lao Song in a hurry.

"Old Song, you are also a member of Chen Family Village, can you help me and talk to others?"

"Blind, me, what can I say? I'm just the director of a township hospital, and I'm not a big shot."

Old Song turned his back, lit a cigarette, and smoked it one mouthful at a time, as if to hide his guilty conscience.

Chen Youcai opened his mouth, wanting to say something else.

But at this moment, a faint red light suddenly appeared in the field of vision, and lines of familiar small cinnabar characters appeared out of thin air.

"The task of merit: untie the old Song's heart knot, wake up the vegetative Xu Xiaojian, and get 10 points of merit and 1 point of goodness. Do you want to spend 10 points of merit to exchange for corresponding props?"

Chen Youcai was shocked and couldn't believe his eyes.

Never expected that Lao Song, an old stingy man, could actually trigger merit missions? !

This is not scientific at all, it simply subverts Chen Youcai's three views... Lao Song, is this guy still a good person? ?

"exchange!"

Even if it took a full 10 points of merit, it made Chen Youcai's heart ache for a full second.

He still immediately gritted his teeth and spoke in a low voice.

After the words fell, Chen Youcai, who had past experience, did not hesitate to squat down slightly.

He only heard a click, and he lowered his hand from under the corner of his clothes, and firmly caught a small bottle that slipped out of nowhere.

"What... were you talking about just now?"

The vague muttering made Lao Song and Sister Tao look confused.

Chen Youcai didn't respond, so he took a look at the thing in his hand... the size of a peach pit, the body of the emerald green bottle, it was slightly cool in his hand, it looked a bit like a small bottle of eye drops.

"Old Song, if I have a way to wake up Xu Xiaojian, would you take me to meet him?"

Raising his head, Chen Youcai smiled lightly, and said something that left Lao Song and Sister Tao dumbfounded.