Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 607 Night Rain in Bashan

Xiao Hong hung up the phone, sat on the bed and said, "That Section Chief Yang is really awful. We didn't offend him."

Xiao Wei said, "The world is a big place, there are all kinds of people. Why get angry? Use that time to think about what to eat for dinner."

Gazi said, "I'll go over there and ambush him, then give him a good beating."

Xiao Wei said, "That's a military factory. If you block them and they beat you up, you'll probably have a place to eat."

Xiao Liu said, "This person's reaction was a bit abnormal. I didn't think much of it at the time because I was angry, but now that I think about it, there must be something going on."

Xiao Wei asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Liu said, "He probably didn't want us to sell Chang'an cars from the bottom of his heart. He's the sales manager, so he shouldn't have done it, but he did it anyway, and in such a blatant way. Aren't you surprised? He's supposed to be a section-level cadre in a large state-owned military factory. How could he do something like this? And the factory director's attitude was also abnormal."

Xiao Wei thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's definitely not normal."

Xiao Hong said, "What's wrong with him? He just looks down on us."

Xiao Liu said, "No, he's overreacting. I feel like we've run into something we don't know. He's in charge of sales, and we want to sell him cars. Even if he doubts our capabilities, he shouldn't be acting like this. Anyway, I feel like he just doesn't want outsiders involved in sales. Also, that deputy factory manager is probably his backer, and this whole thing feels like he's inexplicably showing loyalty."

Xiao Wei said, "You mean, there's something about their factory's sales practices that outsiders don't know?"

Xiao Liu nodded and said, "I think so. There must be some kind of deal between the current sales company and some people in their factory. These are cars, each car costs tens of thousands of yuan, how many cars do they sell a year? There are also issues with payments and spare parts, how much money does that amount to in a year? If something is going on here, the number won't be small."

Xiao Hong said, "Then let's arrest them. That would be a contribution to the country, a good way to vent our anger, and let them think they're so great."

Xiao Wei said, "This is Chongqing, we're from Liaodong. Who are you arresting? Do you even have the right?"

Xiao Hong said, "Didn't Brother Liu say he'd send an official letter to get him sent to Fengtian?"

Xiao Liu said with a wry smile, "I was just saying that. You can't just send an official letter whenever you want, can you? There has to be a specific case, right? Besides, it's so far away, and the person in question is a military-industrial cadre. If they ignore the letter, there's nothing you can do. It was just something I said in anger."

Xiao Hong said, "Xiao Hui said he'll send it tomorrow, and he even said he'd go find Uncle Chen or something. What should we do?"

Xiao Wei said, "Just wait. Uncle Chen won't do anything reckless. It's good to be able to vent our anger. Even if the official letter is useless, it's still a gesture."

Xiao Hong said, "You're angry too? That's why you didn't stop me from making the call."

Xiao Liu said, "Then we'll have to wait a few days, right? What are we going to do?"

Xiao Wei said, "Let's just wander around. We're going to have fun anyway, so let's just enjoy ourselves for a few days and explore. There are so many differences between this place and where we live. Even Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou don't feel this way. And over there isn't much difference from Fengtian either, just skyscrapers. I think this is the place that's worth exploring and having fun in."

Xiao Liu laughed and said, "You've never seen a vertical city built directly on a mountain like this before, have you? It's novel. However, the architecture here is indeed different from other places. These black-tiled wooden houses look quite charming, but I wonder what it would be like to live in them. Those built halfway up the mountain, those stilted houses, right? They look precarious to me, just those thin legs supporting them."

Xiao Hong said, "Yeah, I'm worried about it too. It doesn't look sturdy. Why don't they level the ground before building it?"

Gazi chimed in from the side, "He's just lazy."

Xiao Hong laughed, and Xiao Wei said, "Something doesn't feel right, but I don't know how to refute it."

Xiao Liu said, "Customs vary from place to place. There's no reasonable explanation for this. Every custom and tradition takes time to form. Who knows what happened or what happened during the course of history?"

Xiao Hong said, "The old houses here are all wooden houses. This is probably due to the materials used in the area. These houses are much lighter than the ones we have back home, and they are easier to build. If you use wood or bamboo to build houses, you can just make one side longer than the other on the slope, so there's no need to dig into the mountain. Over time, this architectural style has developed."

Gazi said, "That's just laziness."

Xiao Liu said, "Some houses here are made of bricks, adobe bricks, but the main structure is still wood."

Xiao Hong said, "Don't you think wooden houses are cold in winter? Besides, they're not soundproof either."

Xiao Liu said, "When you read history books or watch movies, the stories about 'walls having ears' and such all happen in the south. Is it possible for that to happen where we are? Those walls are half a meter thick, how could we hear anything? South of the Yellow River, especially in the Yangtze River basin, further south, there used to be wooden houses, entire wooden buildings. That's a traditional feature of China."

Gazi said, "Isn't Northeast China part of China?"

Xiao Liu said, "That's really not true. Historically, that wasn't Han territory; we all belonged to the Hu and Yi peoples. Haha."

Thunder rumbled outside the window, and the sky grew heavily overcast. Xiao Hong checked the time, walked to the window, looked out, and said, "It's only a little past four, but the sky looks like it's going to get dark. It's going to rain again."

Xiao Liu said, "It definitely will. It rains a lot here at night; it rains most of the year at night. It's called 'Bashan Night Rain,' haven't you heard of that?"

Gazi said, "How do you know everything? You always have a coherent story to tell."

Xiao Liu said, "I was interested in history and geography before I started school. When I had nothing to do in the dormitory, I would read books. I read all kinds of books and could spend several days reading about anything. I could remember some of them."

Xiao Hong said, "I think I've seen a movie called 'Bashan Night Rain,' haven't I?"

Xiao Wei said, "I don't know. I've only seen Little Soldier Zhang Ga and Tunnel Warfare, and I've also seen Scientific Farming and Pig Raising." Back then, it was rare to see a movie in the countryside. It was usually played on a stage by soldiers who came down from the army. There was often only one movie every two or three years. Usually, the adults would watch in front, while the children would make a ruckus in front and behind.

Everyone laughed. Xiao Liu said, "There's a movie about that, an old one, from the 80s. Yes, it's about this place. People take a passenger ship from here to northern Hubei. The main character is from here. He gets off the ship in Yichang and gains his freedom."

Xiao Hong said, "I remember the river in the movie was so big, and there were mountains on both sides. This place doesn't look like that at all."

Xiao Liu said, "No, not here. If you go east, once you reach Wushan, the terrain will be like that all the time. Never heard of the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River?"

Xiao Hong suddenly realized, "Oh, right, the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River are over here. Are they far from here?"

Xiao Liu scratched his head and said, "I've never been there either. It's quite far, at least several hundred kilometers away, which is all the way to northern Hubei."

Boom, boom boom boom. Thunder rumbled, and the sound of rain pattered in. A cool breeze blowing in through the window shook the curtains violently.

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