village assistant

Chapter 64 Youth always hurt each other (2)

She endured the pain and whispered: "I am doing it for their own good, don't tell others."

If this matter gets out, Xiao Taohong takes a knife out of love, and Qu Mingtao plays with the girl's feelings, leading to death. If the scope is larger, it will not be a good thing for Widow Tao or the Qu family...

Tang Diwei rolled his eyes at her: "I have advised you not to meddle in other people's business."

"You promise me first."

"Okay, I promise you. But now you have to follow me to the hospital in town."

Blood seeped out from under the gauze, dyeing the white gauze red, and it would be impossible not to remove it.

When they arrived at the town hospital, Xiaoye's stab wound alerted the surgeon.

Everyone came to see this severe cut. There was an older man who explained to everyone: "This is a standard trauma dressing technique, the pressure is in place, and it is very professional. It is the best that can be done under that condition. .Everyone can learn from it.”

Su Xiaoye is embarrassed...

In the hospital, the wound was re-adhesive with hemostatic gel, and after some professional treatment, Su Xiaoye's right hand was wrapped like a mummy.

"That's fine, I can just be lazy and stop working."

"Haha, you, Director Hou, must be very unhappy."

"I don't care about him."

……

This time, Tang Diwei guessed wrong. Hou Chengzhe expressed cordial condolences to Su Xiaoye's injury, and then left her alone again.

After all, Xiaoye has played her best role - helping the town to chew off the hardest bone in the Sucun section.

At present, the demolition is progressing satisfactorily, and Hou Chengzhe seems to have learned all kinds of communication methods overnight.I used hard and soft tactics, and also learned how to report progress to my superiors.

"Yesterday the progress was two houses and one pigsty." He reported to Cheng Wen.

"Have you all signed the agreement?"

"Yes."

Cheng Wen took out a big pen and ticked "No. 1" and "No. 24" on the whiteboard drawing.

"Come on. After you get through this, I'll give you guys some compensatory time off and have a good rest."

"this is necessary."

After walking out of Office 201, Hou Chengzhe returned downstairs and put the agreement for House 4 signed yesterday into his folder.In this way, there will be progress to report tomorrow.

This is not cheating, it just reduces the pressure on each other a little bit.

"Director Hou. What a coincidence."

Before anyone arrived, the voice came first. It was Su Zhenhui who had regained his strength.He put out his half-smoked cigarette before he came in. He came in empty-handed, and when he saw Hou Chengzhe, he patted his shoulder and shook hands.

"Director Su. We are going to demolish your house this afternoon. Have everything been cleaned up?"

"It's been cleaned up, and the master has arrived at the scene. What? Do you want to take pictures?"

"Tomorrow, county leaders will come to see the progress."

"Look at it as you like. We are all good comrades who can stand the test!"

The expressway construction period is approaching, and roadbed construction has begun in some locations in neighboring counties.And this piece of land has not been handed over to the project team, let alone Ning county, even the whole city is staring at this section.

People from the county and city sent people to see it.

Cheng Wen was busy dealing with the inspection and left the work behind to his confidant Hou Chengzhe.Fortunately, Su Zhenhui has surrendered, and other small fish and shrimps can be easily dealt with.

The demolition of the Su family's ancestral house in the afternoon became a landmark moment.

At 14:30, Huang Guozheng, who had sacrificed his nap, was in charge of urban construction.His eyes were full of red veins: "Let's go and witness this historical moment."

"There have been too many moments in history recently." Su Changhui muttered softly.

"What did you say?"

"I did not say anything!"

"Su Xiaoye, you are responsible for taking pictures. Get the camera! Can you press the shutter with your hand?"

Su Xiaoye originally hid away with an ostrich attitude, but after hearing this, she croaked: "How come I have a share?"

"You have good photography skills." It seemed that there was no doubt about it.

Xiaoye recently asked Gu Meiling for advice on photography techniques, and with her hard practice, she has made great progress. She originally planned to use it to entertain herself, but she didn't know that she would be caught doing this.She had no choice but to carry the two-pound Nikon SLR on her back and get in the car.

Fortunately, she has a strong ability to heal. She just took off the bandage yesterday and replaced it with a large OK bandage.She did all this and stretched the lifeline on her right hand a lot. When Tang Diwei took off her bandage, he teased her that she might become a hundred-year-old Rui.

"That grandson of Tang Diwei will make fun of me."

Xiaoye sat in the car, her thoughts flying around, flying to that person, and the corners of her mouth turned up unconsciously.

Arrived at the destination soon.

The area around the Su family's ancestral house has been demolished, leaving it standing among the ruins.The ancient ancestral house, which was originally taller than the surrounding buildings, became taller and taller.

When Su Xiaoye saw that only half of the broken wall of Su Hongying's house was left, she felt sad: "Where is grandma Hongying?"

"He was placed in a hotel in Ningxian County."

After coordination, the county government rented a hotel for temporary resettlement of the demolished households in need until the resettlement houses are implemented.Except for those who really have no relatives to rely on, everyone is not very enthusiastic.

"You should be moving back soon, right?"

"After the land is allocated, we can definitely relocate it. The first priority now is to demolish the house first." Su Changhui said, "Look, the excavator has arrived."

This excavator belonged to Su Zhenhui Company, and it rumbled over.The two or three meter long iron arm was straightened out, and the iron bucket fell on the courtyard wall, digging out half of it like tofu.Smoke and dust billowed up to a height of two to three meters.

Su Xiaoye took a series of wonderful photos, and she felt that every one of them could win a Pulitzer Prize.

She was there taking pictures of the scenery, but she didn't know that she had become someone else's scenery, and someone took a camera to take a picture of her.In the picture, the young college student village official has a round head, a white linen shirt, light blue jeans, and sneakers. He is slim and capable, with shiny bronze skin, and is breathtakingly beautiful.

Soon, an article titled Silhouettes of Grassroots Workers was posted on the public account and went viral, spreading throughout the city.

On this day, a strange woman came to the town house.She introduced herself as Wan Mang, a reporter from Metropolis Daily.

I don’t know where the information came from, but it was very accurate. I went straight to the office of the demolition office and asked the right one, it was Su Xiaoye himself: "Excuse me, are you Su Xiaoye, the college student village official who is posted here?"

"Yes, I am." Xiaoye still couldn't figure out the situation.

"I would like to interview you and ask you a few questions?"

"This one……"

Colleagues looked at this side strangely. Su Xiaoye had an intuition that something was wrong and politely refused: "I just did my job, which is not enough to mention. How about we interview our leaders and talk about how to overcome the difficulties in the demolition process?" All kinds of hardships?”

Wan Mang laughed: "That's the responsibility of my colleagues in the social section. I'm responsible for writing character drafts and features. I can't overdo it."

"Haha, that's it. But I really don't plan to accept an interview. Thank you very much for your support."

Su Xiaoye politely declined, and Wan Mang had no choice but to return disappointed.

Back in the office, Hou Chengzhe pretended to pass by Su Xiaoye's desk by accident: "Do you know that reporter?"

(End of this chapter)