The train driver in the courtyard

In the slightly dim office of the Guard Corps, the atmosphere was as depressing as the eve of a storm.

Chief of Staff Zhang slammed the table hard, and there was a loud bang.
His eyes widened with anger, he stood up suddenly and shouted, "This is simply nonsense!"

"Such a serious matter was just caused by a worker who couldn't control his crotch?"

"Old Captain, I think this must be a scapegoat that Commissioner Li and his gang found in advance! We must be vigilant."

The old captain paused with the pen in his hand.

The tip of the pen left a large ink stain on the report paper, like a drop of ink tear, quietly spreading.

"Old Zhang, you are forty-five years old this year, right?" The old captain spoke slowly, his voice low and slightly tired.

The chief of staff was a little confused by this sudden question.

But he nodded subconsciously: "I was born in 1915, I am a rabbit, and I have to wait until after the Spring Festival to turn ."

"The Sichuan Provincial Armed Forces Department contacted me a while ago and they were in urgent need of an experienced instructor to lead the new recruits.

At that time, you were the first person I thought of.

The conditions in other places are much better than here, not so harsh, and you can still take care of your family."

As the old commander spoke, he slowly opened the drawer, took out a transfer order, and handed it to Chief of Staff Zhang.

Looking at the transfer order, Chief of Staff Zhang felt a buzzing sound in his head, as if a flood was rushing wildly.

He knew clearly that the position of instructor in the locality was similar to that of civilian staff, and that being transferred from the garrison regiment was undoubtedly an exile.

What's worse is that he still has some important personal connections to maintain, and if he leaves, all of them might be wasted.

"Old commander." Chief of Staff Zhang was anxious and subconsciously wanted to ask to stay.

The old commander sighed softly and interrupted him: "When you get to the local area, just work hard and don't bring shame to our security regiment."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair.

The cold wind wrapped in ice chips penetrated through the window, making the map on the wall rustle.

Chief of Staff Zhang stood there for a long while, the corners of his mouth trembled for a while, but in the end he made no sound.

"Yes." He saluted the old commander, picked up the transfer order with both hands, and turned to leave.

The old regiment commander slowly opened his eyes, looked in the direction where Chief of Staff Zhang left, and murmured to himself: "Old friends, there are fewer and fewer of us."

Just at this moment, the phone on the table suddenly rang, breaking the suffocating silence.

"Is it Director Li? Are you here to discuss the case? Commissioner Li's suggestion. Okay, okay. I'll be there right away."

After the old team leader put down the phone, a smile gradually appeared on his originally gloomy face, and his mood improved greatly.

The security regiment has completely lost face in the incident of losing the confidential package.

But unexpectedly, the Jiujiu actually invited him to attend a relevant meeting, which made him feel a long-lost sense of attention.

"It seems that there are more and more new friends."

****
The case of the lost confidential package seems simple and clear.

However, there were different opinions within the Ninth Bureau on how to deal with Liu Hong and Chen Daping.
A leader spoke first, his tone serious and rigid: "The relationship between Liu Hong and Chen Daping is a sexual relationship between opposite sexes other than spouses.

Our consistent attitude is that we should take precautions and supervise each other before such things happen.

Once it happens, we must fight cruelly and strike mercilessly.

Therefore, I suggest convening a general meeting to allow these two people to review themselves in public and dig deep into the roots of their thoughts.

Only in this way can they completely change their ways.”

Deputy Director Zhu of the Ninth Bureau frowned slightly, raised his hand, and retorted: "Although Liu Hong and Chen Daping are not in a spouse relationship, both parties are not married yet. Strictly speaking, it cannot be considered as an affair."

At this time, another leader immediately spoke up: "Let's put aside the issue of having affairs with men and women for now. The matter of losing the confidentiality package alone is serious enough to warrant dismissal.

I suggest that they be immediately sent back to their hometowns and handed over to local comrades for handling.”

Deputy Director Zhu raised his hand again: "If we send them to the local area, how will we carry out our confidentiality work in the future? We have to consider the risks and hidden dangers involved."

"But we can't just sit back and watch their mistakes. Old Zhu, as Liu Hong's leader, please don't protect her."

"Who is protecting him?" Deputy Director Zhu also became a little excited.

Seeing that several people were about to bang the table and glare, the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

Seeing this, Director Li, who was presiding over the meeting, coughed twice and cleared his throat.

After everyone quieted down, he said, "This case was solved by the Confidentiality Department. Let's listen to their opinions."

Everyone's eyes turned to Li Aiguo.

Li Aiguo slowly put out his cigarette and said, "Arresting people is not our ultimate goal. What is more important is to find the ideological root behind their wrong behavior."

These days, the emphasis is on “getting to the root of the problem”; every crime can be found to have a corresponding root cause.

The ideological roots of promiscuous relationships and work style problems are mostly "bourgeois* chaotic thinking"

No matter what your background or composition, you can make similar mistakes.

Anyone who makes similar mistakes tends to move closer to the bourgeoisie, so this crime is very serious.

"Then what is the source of their wrong thinking?"

Li Aiguo pondered for a moment and said seriously: "I think that both Liu Hong and Chen Daping are guilty of the compromising thinking of intellectuals."

In reality, Liu Hong was ashamed to make her relationship with Chen Daping public because she feared her parents' authority and held on to the conservative ideas of an intellectual.

However, as a worker, Chen Daping lacked courage and did not dare to fight firmly. Instead, he compromised with Liu Hong's attitude.

Both of them fell into the misunderstanding of compromise in this matter.

After these words were spoken, several major leaders nodded.

More importantly.

Intellectuals as a whole are also part of the proletariat.

Everyone has a scale in their heart. When they know the truth of the matter, they naturally won't have the heart to force a young couple to death.

Of course, some people are not happy with this.

Another person raised his hand and said, "I have no objection to Commissioner Li's analysis, but I still stick to my previous point of view. They have made such a serious mistake, we must not ignore it."

Everyone's eyes were once again focused on Li Aiguo.

Li Aiguo turned to look at Director Li: "Director Li, I remember the fishing team seems to be short of manpower?"

When Director Li heard this, his eyes lit up immediately: "Oh, how could I have forgotten about the fishing team? How about this, transfer the two to the fishing team to work for a few years, let them reform themselves through labor, and deeply realize the mistakes they have made."

This handling decision seems to be important, but in fact it is handled with care.

Firstly, the fishing team belonged to Factory 221, and the two were not fired.

Secondly, the two can contribute to growing large mushrooms through their labor.

Of course, some people still think that this approach is too lenient.

At this moment, a firm voice came from the corner: "I agree with Commissioner Li's handling opinion."

Everyone turned their heads and saw the old captain standing up.

Those who wanted to express their objections just now all shut their mouths and remained silent.

After all, even the Security Corps, which had always had an uneasy relationship with the Ninth Bureau and the Security Department, had agreed, so it was difficult for them to continue to oppose it.

At this point in the meeting, everyone realized.

The significance of this treatment of Liu Hong and Chen Daping has long surpassed the two individuals themselves, and concerns the future direction of the entire Factory 221.

After the meeting, Director Li reported the handling report to his superiors by phone.

At this time, it was already very late at night. He couldn't help yawning and was about to go to rest.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the old leader standing outside.

"Old commander, you are here, please come in." Director Li has always had deep respect for this old comrade who once fought on the front line.

The old team leader walked into the room and without any unnecessary greetings, he took out a list from his pocket and handed it over.

"Director Li, Staff Officer Zhang has voluntarily applied to be transferred to a local position. I have approved his application, but I just want to ask for your opinion.

In addition, five officers from our security regiment have also applied for transfers. Please take a look."

Director Li looked at the list handed over and was slightly stunned. Then he smiled and waved his hand: "Old commander, this is your security regiment's internal affairs. It is not convenient for us, the Ninth Bureau, to interfere."

"Then I'll handle it according to the list." The old captain put the list back into his pocket, said goodbye, and turned to leave. The old captain handed over the list as a gesture to show his approval of the Ninth Bureau's intervention in the Guard Corps.

Director Li's refusal to take over the list was also a gesture, reflecting the Ninth Bureau's respect for the internal affairs of the Security Corps.

Although both parties did not express their attitudes clearly, they reached a subtle tacit understanding through this incident.

Director Li clenched his fists excitedly and whispered to himself: "This is really a blessing in disguise. With the support of the Security Regiment, the 221 Factory will be able to work together as one. Speaking of which, I really have to thank Li Aiguo."

However, after thinking about it, Director Li gave up the idea of ​​expressing his gratitude.

After all, the panda that this guy raised almost ate him up in nine innings.

At most, we will no longer ask him for the milk powder quota.

****
At this time, Li Aiguo had returned to his tent.

Now that there are no urgent missions, we naturally can no longer dispatch transport planes at will, and we can only wait for the transport planes carrying supplies to return.

The departure time is still uncertain at the moment, but the airport has promised to notify Li Aiguo as soon as a suitable "flight" is available.

The cold wind howled outside.

However, there was a warm charcoal fire in the tent, and there was this furry "little hand warmer" to eat.

Li Aiguo felt that his life was quite comfortable.

After finishing two books, time flew by and it was already midnight. Li Aiguo yawned and prepared to go to bed.

A voice came from outside: "Commissioner Li, are you in the tent?"

"Come in." Hearing Zhou Xiaomeng's voice, Li Aiguo hurriedly put on his pants, put on his cotton jacket, and got out of bed.

Besides Zhou Xiaomeng, Liu Hong also came in.

"Commissioner Li, thank you so much for this time. If it weren't for you, Chen Daping and I would be in big trouble."

Li Aiguo waved his hand: "Comrade Liu Hong, the decision on your treatment is a collective decision and has nothing to do with me personally."

He lit a cigarette over the charcoal fire, took a puff and asked, "What time do we leave?"

Liu Hong nodded: "Tomorrow morning."

"Then congratulations on your outstanding achievements in your new job." Li Aiguo stood up.

Liu Hong naturally understood that this was a way of seeing them off, so after chatting for a few more words, she took Zhou Xiaomeng away.

Li Aiguo yawned, fell headfirst onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

In the dry fortress.

Zhou Xiaomeng helped Liu Hong pack her luggage and handed her a jar of biscuits.

"I heard that the fishing team is very hard-working. Take this with you."

Liu Hong gently waved her hand and declined, "Xiao Meng, Commissioner Li is right. Although I came to Factory 221 voluntarily, I do have some weaknesses as an intellectual. This time I go to the fishing team to train myself and get rid of these shortcomings."

After hearing this, Zhou Xiaomeng had no choice but to give up.

The two of them simply washed up and lay down on their own bunks.

I don't know how long it took, but in the darkness, I heard Liu Hong's gentle voice: "Zhou Xiaomeng, Commissioner Li is a good person, but he did something too big. Most women can't control such a man. You have to think carefully."

There was no answer from the bunk opposite, but there was a sound of turning over.

Liu Hong stared at the dark ceiling and sighed in his heart.

She knew Zhou Xiaomeng too well.

This girl looks as weak as other girls from the south of the Yangtze River, but she is actually very stubborn.

“I hope she won’t be like me.”

****
Beijing, inside the weather station.

The farmer looked at the telegram in his hand and said "good" three times.

He lit a cigarette, which was rare, and took a long puff.

"It only took one day to solve the case. This kid is getting better and better."

"Some people were still talking about the case of Factory 221 at the meeting today. Once this result comes out, we can turn the passive situation into the active one."

"Use one point to spread the whole. Stop it fundamentally"

The farmer took two deep breaths, suppressed his excitement, and continued reading.

"Although the decision was unexpected, it was reasonable."

"For people who do our kind of work, the most taboo thing is to lose their humanity. Those who keep saying they are working for the cause are just trying to show off their power, but in fact they are out of touch with the masses."

"The fact that Aiguo could withstand the pressure and make such a decision shows his sincerity."

The assistant was watching in amazement.

Is this still the same decisive farmer?
How did he become a kind elder?
The assistant couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and with a turn of his eyes, he whispered beside him, "That's because Driver Li is your student, and you have educated him well."

farmer:"."

He turned his head and stared at his assistant for a long time, then suddenly said, "I heard from my wife a while ago that Aiguo's wife is pregnant. The New Year is coming soon, and Aiguo is in the frontier, so there is no one to help with the family affairs. How about this, after work these few days, go and help with some work."

".Yes." The assistant lowered his head in frustration.

After a moment, the assistant left the office.

When he walked to a place where there was no one, he suddenly smiled.

"It's still my old superior who takes care of me."

"Old superiors are getting old and will have to retire sooner or later."

"It now seems that Aiguo is the most likely to take over."

"This is an opportunity given to me by my old superior to build a good relationship with Aiguo."

Inside the office.

The farmer was reviewing several documents when he suddenly stopped writing and rubbed his brows.

"Xiao Chen is a good person in every way. He is tight-lipped, perceptive, and highly conscious. But he sometimes likes to daydream. Could he have misunderstood again?"

The Spring Festival is just a few days away, and every household has begun preparing supplies for the New Year.

Coal briquettes are the most important heating material.

I got off work the next day.

Chen Xueru came back early and planned to ask Da Kui to help her buy some coal briquettes from the coal briquette factory.

As soon as I returned to the gate of the compound, I saw a young man standing next to a cart loaded with coal briquettes.

"Comrade, who are you looking for?" Chen Xueru asked when she saw that the young man was unfamiliar.

The young man's eyes fell on Chen Xueru's slightly bulging belly and he stood at attention: "You are the lover of the patriotic comrade, right? I am his friend, and I came here to give you some coal briquettes."

"Deliver coal briquettes?" Chen Xueru was a little stunned.

Before leaving, Li Aiguo had made arrangements to ask Wang Da Kui to help buy coal briquettes. How come this other person showed up?

"Comrade, are you mistaken?"

"It can't be wrong!" said the young man, picking up the board, carrying the coal briquettes and rushing into the yard.

Chen Xueru: "."

At this time, at the entrance of the Jia family, Jia Dongxu said to Qin Huairu proudly: "Every household in our family has brought the coal briquettes home, but Li Aiguo has not made any move. Chen Xueru is really pitiful."

"Okay, Dongxu, stop talking about others in the future." Qin Huairu couldn't stand it and persuaded him.

"What's wrong? I criticized Li Aiguo and you are unhappy. Whose wife are you? I am just better than Li Aiguo. At least I brought the coal briquettes back, I..." Jia Dongxu was furious.

At this moment, a young man carrying coal briquettes ran towards the Li family.

Chen Xueru was still chasing after him: "Comrade Chen, that's not necessary. Da Kui has already agreed to help my family get coal briquettes later. It's really not necessary."

Jia Dongxu stopped talking halfway through his sentence.

"Are people nowadays all fools? If someone doesn't let you help, you'll do it anyway."

(End of this chapter)