The train driver in the courtyard

Civilian excavator?
This is a good thing.

The country is currently in the period of large-scale infrastructure construction. If we use a magical tool like an excavator, it will definitely greatly improve the efficiency of the project.

It’s just that civilian machinery and military products follow two different routes.

Military equipment requires the principle of "one force defeats ten skills", and tanks have to be built even if the cost is as much as that of a thousand cows.

But civil machinery required careful considerations - the iron lumps had to be able to withstand the sun and rain, and ordinary workers had to be able to perform repairs and maintenance. Most importantly, the cost had to be brought down to a level that the commune could afford with a little effort.

This matter needs to be discussed in the long run.

After dinner, as soon as the dishes are put down, the night work begins.

In the dark ground, the members stood on the construction site with torches, lighting up the canal construction site.

They were busy until midnight, when the second shift of drivers took over the excavation work. Li Aiguo then returned to the tent with several technicians.

So far today, nearly one-third of the excavation has been completed, and three days will be enough to complete the work.

Amid the roar of the machines, Li Aiguo gradually fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long it took, but I heard hurried footsteps outside.

"Who!" Li Aiguo was awakened. He picked up the flashlight with one hand and instantly placed the other hand on his waist.

"Advisor Li, something happened, something happened." Zhang Jieba opened the tent and rushed in. Li Aiguo picked up the flashlight and shone it on his face. He looked panicked.

"The machine is broken?"

"no no"

"Are there any injured people?"

"no no"

He wanted to explain and gestured a few times, but he couldn't utter a complete word.

Li Aiguo knew that the more anxious this guy was, the less he could speak. He stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't panic when things happen. Take your time."

Zhang Jieba took a deep breath and uttered, "I found the treasure!"

Treasure!!!

Li Aiguo's eyes gradually widened.

Zhang Jieba wanted to explain, but found that Li Aiguo had already rushed out of the tent.

He muttered quietly: "Didn't Driver Li teach me not to panic when things get bad?"

Don't panic when something happens, it depends on what it is.

The roof is obviously about to collapse, but you are still there leisurely. If it doesn't crush you to death, it would be God's fault.

The reason why Li Aiguo was so anxious was not because of the treasure, but because once an ancient tomb or something like that was dug up, the entire project would have to be stopped.

It was just daybreak at this time, and the members who were working at the construction site also heard the news of the treasure. They all picked up baskets and carried hoes and ran forward.

At this time, the excavation site had been surrounded by soldiers. Seeing Li Aiguo coming, Staff Officer Xiao waved to the soldiers and made way for him.

"Aiguo, come and take a look at this thing." Li Aiguo squeezed through the crowd, stood on it and looked down.

In the ditch were gold bars and jewels wrapped in mud, with ceramic tiles scattered around.

At first glance, you can tell that these things were buried in clay jars.

"I have already led people to investigate. There are three large vats in total. Two of them were crushed, and one is buried underneath." After explaining, Staff Officer Xiao said with a puzzled look on his face: "This place is at least three meters deep. Who hid the vats here?"

Li Aiguo was also confused.

There are at least dozens of small yellow croakers in these three earthenware jars. Not counting the jewels, this is already a huge fortune.

It is not easy to dig a three-meter-deep pit by manpower.

At this moment, a loud shout came from the side: "Yes, yes, this is my home, all of them are mine."

"My master buried it himself. This is my family's property."

Li Aiguo turned his head and recognized at a glance the two old ladies with bound feet who were howling. They were the two wives of Landlord Huang.

Landlord Huang? That would explain everything.

Village chief Old Wei also came over at this time. Seeing this, he frowned slightly and said, "Aiguo, this really could have been planted by Landlord Huang in the past. I've heard of this before."

"What's going on?" Seeing that Village Chief Wei knew the situation, Li Aiguo took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him, then lit one for himself.

Village Chief Old Wei put a cigarette between his ears, lit his pipe, puffed twice and said: "That was before liberation. The soldiers had already entered the city, and the farmers' associations were in turmoil around the capital. Landlord Huang was in a state of panic all day long.

My wife worked as a servant in the home of Landlord Huang. One night, when she was preparing to rest, she saw Landlord Huang with his long-term worker Wei Tian, ​​who was Zhao Yue'e's man.

As he was speaking, Village Chief Old Wei suddenly stopped and turned to look at the crowd.

A middle-aged woman wearing old-fashioned blue clothes and with her hair tied up on her head walked forward blankly with a blank look in her eyes: "Village Chief, my man is not...

Li Aiguo had never seen such complicated emotions before.

There was worry, fear, and a glimmer of hope. These emotions intertwined on Zhao Yue'e's face, giving people a particularly heart-wrenching feeling.

Seeing this, Hong Tao'er hurried over with a few female comrades to support Zhao Yu'e.

"Aunt Zhao, don't be anxious. Wait until the village chief finishes speaking."

"Village chief, is my husband dead?" The woman seemed to feel nothing and just looked at Village Chief Wei.

"Well, Zhao Yuege, it's time to talk about some things."

Village Chief Old Wei looked a little reluctant, turned his head and spoke with difficulty: "It was a dark and windy night, and Wei Tian was carrying a large vat. My wife heard Landlord Huang tell him that after the errand was completed, he would give Wei Tian a dollar and let him take his son to a large hospital in the city for treatment."

"The next day, Wei Tian disappeared. Landlord Huang suddenly gathered all the farmhands together and told them that Wei Tian had stolen his money and ran away."

"Landlord Huang led his men into Wei's field, smashed all the furniture, and took away the only sheep."

"The Wei Tian family suffered a great disaster. They had no money to see a doctor, and their son almost died."

"Fortunately, the villagers managed to collect some money and saved their lives."

"My wife told me about this later, but considering the situation at the time, I didn't let her tell it."

Li Aiguo understood the concerns of Village Chief Lao Wei.

It is obvious that after Wei Tian buried the treasure, Landlord Huang was worried that he would leak the secret, so he just got rid of him.

Even if Zhao Yue'e knew the real situation at that time and went to make trouble with Landlord Huang, she would only be asking for trouble.

You might even be killed by Landlord Huang to silence you.

If I don't tell it, it will still give Zhao Yue'e some hope and support her to live.

really.

When Zhao Yue'e understood this old story, her face turned pale and her body became stiff.

Hong Tao'er who was standing nearby was surprised to find that Zhao Yue'e, who originally weighed less than 100 pounds, had become extremely heavy. She could hardly support herself. Several women nearby quickly exerted some strength, and together they prevented Zhao Yue'e from falling to the ground.

Zhao Yue'e clenched her teeth, and after a long while, a slight trembling sound came out of her throat: "My poor man!" Then her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

"Mom, mom, what's wrong with you!" A teenager who had just received the news rushed over from the crowd.

It seems that he should be Zhao Yue'e's son Wei Zhongxing.

"Doctor Wang, come here quickly."

Village chief Lao Wei called the barefoot doctor from the commune to examine Zhao Yue'e.

"It's not a big problem, he just fainted due to anxiety. Let me give you the acupuncture." The barefoot doctor took out a torn bag from his waist, pulled out a silver needle, and was about to give you the acupuncture.

Li Aiguo stopped him: "Let her have a good sleep."

Village chief Wei also understood that rescuing Zhao Yue'e at this time would be a torture for her.

"Hong Tao'er, take a few female comrades with you and help Zhao Yue'e to the ridge of the field until we have resolved this matter."

The so-called solution, naturally, is how to distribute these gold, silver and jewelry.

Afterwards, Village Chief Lao Wei asked several members to jump into the canal and clean out all the gold, silver and jewelry.

There were a total of thirty-one small yellow croakers, seven or eight boxes of jewelry, and several hundred strings of coins from the previous dynasty.

The coins are worthless, but the small yellow croaker and jewelry can be considered treasures.

Looking at these treasures, the onlookers were all excited, and some young men even had their eyes wide open.

"Village head, life in our commune is very hard."

"Yes, since we dug these things out, they belong to us."

Several members started discussing it on the spot.

"Ah!" Before they finished their words, the second wife of Landlord Huang rushed into the crowd with her bound feet.

"This is ours!" The old lady with big feet wanted to rush over to catch the small yellow croaker, but Li Aiguo was quick-witted and kicked her on the wrist. She screamed in pain, hugged her wrist and sat on the ground, crying loudly.

The old lady with bound feet was also frightened. She shivered while clutching her faded cuffs, but her eyes were fixed on the pile of gold bars, like a hungry dog ​​guarding a bone.

"Leader, this is indeed our family's property. You are all leaders, you can't be bandits, right?"

"Bandit?" Li Aiguo strode over and grabbed the old lady with bound feet by the collar.

Li Aiguo was very strong and lifted her from the ground into the air in one go. The old lady with bound feet kicked her feet back and forth in the air, looking extremely funny.

The old lady with bound feet screamed in a shrill voice: "This is rebellion! They are trying to kill people to silence them!"

Li Aiguo didn't expect that this old lady with bound feet would dare to make trouble in his hands. He sneered and said, "Okay. Today I will let you see what it means to kill someone to silence him."

When the old lady with bound feet saw that Li Aiguo was serious and actually carried her towards Wei Zhongxing, she was so scared that she said, "Leader, you are good people. You must not do such a thing."

Li Aiguo looked at her horrified expression and sneered, "What? Good people should be bullied by bad people? But don't worry, as a member of the organization, I will definitely not violate the organization's regulations."

The old lady with bound feet was at a loss: "What are you doing?"

Li Aiguo ignored him and turned to look at Staff Officer Xiao: "Old Xiao, I remember when we were doing the construction, we stipulated that no one was allowed to approach Excavator No. 1. Anyone who violated the rules would be charged with stealing secrets."

"It just so happens that I think Wei Zhongxing is a pretty good kid, so I decided to recruit him into our team. Coincidentally, he happens to be in charge of dealing with you."

This reason is indeed lame, but there is no way to refute it.

The old lady with bound feet was stunned when she heard this, and so were the village chief Wei. Only Staff Officer Xiao nodded to the comrades in charge of acceptance in the department, and they either lowered their heads or looked away. "Li Aiguo, you don't have to be so ruthless, right? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?" The second wife hadn't finished her words.
Before the old lady with bound feet could finish her words, and before she could even utter the word "thunder", she was hit hard in the cunt by Li Aiguo with a "bang".

The slap was so loud and crisp that it stunned the old lady with bound feet, but it woke up Wei Zhongxing.

Seeing the train driver taking action, Wei Zhongxing looked at the wife of the man who had harmed his father in the past, gritted his teeth, and tried to take half a step forward, but when he saw the old lady with bound feet looking at him with her triangular eyes squinting, he hesitated again.

Wei Zhongxing used to herd sheep at the Huang family. The influence of the old lady with bound feet was still deeply imprinted in the mind of this teenage boy.

That was the woman who used a bull whip to make the strongest farmhand cry.

Just as the old lady with bound feet glared at Wei Zhongxing, Li Aiguo threw another big punching bag at her.

"Snapped!"

This slap was extremely satisfying, and the slanted triangular eyes were turned into cross-eyed ones.

This time, without waiting for the old lady with bound feet to glare again, Wei Zhongxing rushed over and hit Li Aiguo at the spot where he had hit her.

"Snapped!"

Wei Zhongxing was an honest child, raised by his widowed mother. He was timid by nature. This was his first time beating someone up, and he had no experience.

Unlike Li Aiguo, who flapped his fingers from left to right, he made sure his five fingers were tightly closed and avoided direct contact with his entire palm to reduce his own pain. (Readers, please do not learn this irrelevant knowledge)
He slapped the person with his whole hand, which hurt the other person but also hurt himself more.

but.

Wei Zhongxing slapped the old lady with bound feet on the face again and again, as if he didn't feel any pain.

clap clap clap!
The construction site was filled with applause.

The old lady with bound feet was blinded by the slap and tried to dodge but Li Aiguo grabbed her collar. She wanted to beg for mercy but was slapped before she could even open her mouth.

The old lady with large feet was so frightened that her legs were shaking and she couldn't stop it.

The members who were watching all knew about the old case. Driven by the simple emotion of a son avenging his father, which was just and natural, it was even less likely that they would stop it.

After a long while, the old lady with bound feet had a terrible look on her face and was about to die. Li Aiguo then let go of her hand, letting her collapse to the ground and holding Wei Zhongxing's arm.

"Well, you have gotten your revenge."

"It wasn't easy for your mother to raise you."

"Go and take care of your mother."

When Wei Zhongxing heard the first half of the sentence, his eyes were still full of hatred, but when he heard the word "mother", the confusion in his eyes gradually cleared up. He nodded at Li Aiguo and staggered towards the crowd.

When Village Chief Wei saw this scene, he felt sad.

Just now he was still worried that Wei Zhongxing might seek personal revenge. With what Li Aiguo did, and if the commune did some work, perhaps this child would be able to suppress the hatred in his heart.

He took a deep look at the pile of gold and jewels, smiled bitterly and shook his head. Although these things were good, they were too difficult to handle, so he decided to leave them to the train driver.

"Patriotic, you decide how to deal with these things."

Li Aiguo was about to speak when the old lady with uneven feet who had been staring at him suddenly jumped up from the ground.

"This is my family's stuff! It's the coffin book my master left for me."

What does it mean that people die for money and birds die for food? This is it!
"Yours?! This is what the landlord squeezed out of the poor people. This is the blood and sweat of the people!"

Before Li Aiguo finished speaking, the onlookers all raised their shovels.

"Blood debt! The account of your Huang family drinking human blood should have been settled long ago!"

"My daughter was forced to jump into the well by Huang Pipi! This gold is stained with the blood of us poor people!"

"My family owns more than three mu of land, and we have to pay 200 kilograms of grain as rent to the landlord Huang every year, plus more than 30 yuan in taxes. We still owe the landlord 200 yuan, and the interest is 40 yuan every year.

I have to pay 12 yuan a year for the rent of the two cows I raise."

“There were five people in my family, but landlord Huang killed three of them.

My husband owed money to the landlord Huang, so he had his legs broken by him. He later contracted pneumonia and died.

My eldest son refused to work for Mr. Huang, and was hacked by his men. He bled to death.

Curses surged like a tide.

Several burly men rushed over, but fortunately they were stopped by the village chief, Old Wei.

At the beginning, the old lady with big and small feet was able to stubbornly argue that the Huang family had nothing to do with her.

But he soon became frightened and began to tremble all over.

Seeing that the atmosphere was too heated, Li Aiguo turned to the militia captain and shouted, "Tie up these two women! Send them to the commune!"

The old lady with big feet and the old lady with two small feet no longer dared to resist and could only let the hemp rope tighten around their wrists.

"Listen up!" Li Aiguo jumped onto the mound, his voice drowning out the noise of the crowd, "These treasures are the blood money paid for by the Huang family's lives! Now the whole country is engaged in construction, and our Wei Village cannot fall behind!"

"These gold and silver should be exchanged for tractors and fertilizers to grow more crops in the fields!"

The crowd suddenly became quiet. A few members were reluctant but did not dare to speak.

Village chief Wei took out his wrinkled pipe and took two puffs: "Patriotism is right! We built the canal with materials and technicians sent by the higher-ups, and now they have sent us big machines. We couldn't even think of this before liberation. Donate these treasures to the country!"

"Donate to the country!" Someone shouted, and immediately responses came one after another.

Wei Zhongxing slowly squatted down, holding his head and crying.

Hong Tao'er squatted beside him and said softly, "If your father knew that these things could be donated to the country, he would definitely be happy."

Li Aiguo did not send the gold and silver directly to the county, but planned to contact the civil affairs department in the capital directly through the relationship of Chief of Staff Xiao.

When the news reached the commune meeting room, Village Chief Wei was puffing on his pipe, with smoke rising under the kerosene lamp.

"This Aiguo boy always has Wei Zhuang in his heart."

The production team leader was a little confused: "Uncle, we handed over so much gold and silver, why are you protecting it?"

"My boy, do you know why you have only been a production team leader for so many years?" The accountant adjusted the frame of his glasses and squinted his eyes and said, "No matter how you look at it, our commune cannot keep this batch of gold and silver."

"Ah?" The production team leader didn't understand.

The accountant turned his head and looked at the village chief, Old Wei. The village chief nodded and said, "He is our child. You should talk to him, otherwise he will be stupid and cause trouble in the future."

The production team leader scratched the back of his head, looking confused: "Uncle, all the gold and silver have been handed over, why are you still protecting us?"

The accountant pushed up his glasses that had slipped to the tip of his nose, and a gleam of light flashed behind the lenses: "Do you think this is dividing sweet potatoes? How can you put treasure dug out of the soil in your arms?"

Village Chief Old Wei tapped his pipe and raised his chin: "Go on."

The accountant counted on his fingers and said, "First, the policy clearly states that all underground treasures belong to the state.

Second, the people who did the digging were the locomotive depot and the railway troops. We didn’t even touch them, so how could we benefit from it?

The production team leader suddenly realized what was going on and slapped his thigh, "So that's how it is! But why did Brother Aiguo insist on bypassing the county and sending him directly to the capital?"

Village chief Old Wei and the accountant looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

The accountant lowered his voice and said, "Skip one level. When the commendation and reward comes, there will be one less step to go through."

The production team leader thought about it carefully and said in surprise: "Brother Aiguo is too cunning!"

"What a thief?
This is called paying attention to methods and ways. Remember, you have to be upright in your conduct, but you have to be flexible in your approach.

Only by walking the right path and doing the right things can you avoid making mistakes.

You have to be flexible to accomplish great things. "

Village chief Old Wei put his pipe on his waist, his wrinkles showing approval, "Learn from it, and ask Aiguo for advice in the future."

After the production team leader understood what was going on, he laughed awkwardly and said, "I'm afraid I can't learn such roundabout ways with my stupid head."

The next day, Wei Zhuang Commune found an ox cart, covered it with red flowers, and loaded several boxes of gold, silver and jewelry to the civil affairs department.

After the gold, silver and jewelry were delivered, the canal project continued to progress steadily.

Three days later, accompanied by cheers, the canal was successfully completed.

The turbid canal water rushed down the newly dug canal.

The members waved straw hats and shovels, and some even jumped directly into the waist-deep ditch.

Village chief Lao Wei wiped the mud off his face and suddenly seemed to remember something and shouted at the top of his voice: "Set off firecrackers! Bring us the firecrackers we saved for the New Year!"

Several members rushed back to the commune. Soon, the sound of firecrackers exploded in the sky. The smoke wrapped in the moisture of the canal water made the entire construction site bustling with activity.

Different from the excitement of the members, the technicians and experts from the First Bureau of the Ministry of Ordnance Industry nervously surrounded the trench digger and conducted a detailed inspection.

A moment later, the head of the expert team came over and shook Li Aiguo's hand excitedly: "Comrade Aiguo, the trench excavator has successfully worked continuously for 72 hours and passed the factory's finalization appraisal."

Li Aiguo clenched his fists tightly.

He wasn't worried about passing the test, but was excited about the trench digger's performance.

Staff Officer Xiao also breathed a sigh of relief at this time: "Finally, we can go back to Jinling."

Just as everyone was immersed in joy, the roar of a tractor suddenly came from the distance.

A tractor with a red ribbon hanging on it drove up, and several cadres in Zhongshan suits jumped out of the tractor. The badges on their chests sparkled in the sun.

"Comrades from Weizhuang Commune!"

The leading cadre raised the loudspeaker, his voice filled with undisguised excitement, "The commendation order from the civil affairs department has arrived!"

The crowd fell silent in an instant, and only the gurgling sound of the canal water could be heard.

Village chief Old Wei took the gold-plated commendation order with trembling hands, "All members of Weizhuang Commune are deeply aware of the righteousness and are designated as role models."

"Specially awarded the title of 'Model Commune of Patriotic Devotion'. Built a tractor station, 3,500 kilograms of grain. Dispatched agricultural technicians."

Food and agricultural technicians are fine, but the tractor station is a good thing.

At that time, the level of agricultural machinery in the country was relatively low, and only county-level cities had tractor stations.

In addition, the tractor station was equipped with five Ursus tractors.

It can be said that the value of these things in this era is almost the same as that of the gold, silver and jewelry.

The cheers broke out again, louder than before.

(End of this chapter)