Reborn in the fiery age, I am a salted fish in the mountains

"Expand it and tell me."

The man's tone, like Gujing Bubo's, finally showed a hint of urgency, "Han Xiaokang, don't use any words to modify it, just state your true feelings. Come on, tell me!"

"It seems that since that time, I have had an inexplicable ability to foresee approaching dangers."

Han Xiaokang said, "Some people may also have this sixth sense when danger is approaching.

But I am different. I can not only predict the dangers to myself, but also feel the unknown risks that others will face next."

Hearing this, someone in the darkness moved slightly, but did not say a word.

Maybe he was thinking: Han Xiaokang's so-called predictive ability is actually like that of some experienced doctors?
By observing other people's complexions, he can predict a certain disease that certain people are about to face?

The man's expression moved slightly, but he soon regained his composure.

The man who just asked Han Xiaokang glanced at the corner of his mouth, and a touch of contempt appeared on his cheek inadvertently, "Han Xiaokang, I have to remind you: do you know how you got here?"

What this person meant was: The higher-ups sent people to retrieve Han Xiaokang from the deep mountains and old forests.

If Han Xiaokang really had that kind of precognitive ability, how could he be caught?

It seems that this guy doesn't believe what Han Xiaokang said.
In this regard, Han Xiaokang did not care about the other party. After all, he now occupies a strong position.

Perhaps one of his comments can determine the future fate of himself or even everyone around him.

It is said that people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

What's more, now it's actually people who work for the knife and Zu, and I work for the fish and meat?
For such a big boss who is higher than the provincial government, to be honest, a casual decision can change the fate of many people, even a large tribe or a small nation.

What does a little grasshopper like me mean?

I really can’t afford to offend him!

So Han Xiaokang explained, "Leader, maybe you have never hunted before, right?"

"Ha ha."

The sneer on the man's lips became even stronger, "I started joining the army in 37. I followed the LD army in the north and south. I participated in the suppression of bandits in the southwest and fought across the Yalu River. You said I need to go hunting. ?”

Hearing this, Han Xiaokang finally understood: It turned out that the opponent was not hunting the two-legged enemy.

From the murderous aura gradually spreading from his body, Han Xiaokang estimated that the man opposite him had indeed sent many people to the West with his own hands.

Just asking this person, he obviously no longer has the stability before.

This caused the person next to him who had been listening quietly to look at him slightly.

In his eyes, a look of disappointment flashed away.
"Leader, when I say that, I don't mean whether you have seen blood or not. That's not what I mean."

Han Xiaokang said, "I want to say that some prey clearly know that they are in trouble, but they still will not leave their companions and escape alone."

"You mean, you were accompanied by two girls at that time? It was because of this concern that you did not escape alone?"

The man snorted coldly, "Go on! Now let's talk about it, what do you think of the People's Communes?"

Now that this topic is brought up, Han Xiaokang's face immediately lights up: "People's Commune... Okay! For such a good policy that benefits G and M, I raise my hands to reject it, and I also raise my feet to support it!"

"Oh, ho!"

The man sneered, "Are you thinking that after you have the people's commune, you won't have to pay back the debt you owe to the collective?"

As soon as his words came out, the disappointment in the eyes of the people listening next to him became even stronger.
"Cough cough cough-"

Han Xiaokang coughed twice, "That's another thing, leader, just like the JF battle just now, there used to be no tiles above their heads and no bricks under their feet. Poor peasants without houses and land could also own their own land and houses. , shouldn’t it be something to be happy about?
Really, leader, I really agree in my heart that it would be great to have a large group where everyone eats, lives and works together. At least it is lively!
Every day, everyone just likes to celebrate the New Year, holding this sea bowl and a big pottery basin, eating with open stomach, how can we not be happy? "

"Okay, since you said you support large collectives and large canteens. But why did you secretly ask the captain of Wujiazhai Production Team 8 to be named Wu?"

The man stared at Han Xiaokang coldly and asked, "Why did you ask Captain Wu to impose restrictions on the dishes of the members at every meal, including three meals a day?
As far as I know, in other production teams, including other communes and other counties, their large canteens allow commune members to eat with open stomachs.

Moreover, others also follow the instructions of their superiors to ensure that the dishes are not the same for three days, and there is a teething ceremony at least once a week, so that everyone can eat meat freely.

Since other communes are eager to implement this policy of benefiting the people and strive to be a pioneer in running a large canteen, you are actually taking the lead in suggesting that the production team cadres have to squeeze everyone's rations?
And they also suggested that the production team cadres should only feed the members to the full instead of the good ones?
Han Xiaokang, may I ask what this means?Is this the attitude you should have if you raise your hands instead of raising your feet to support the big canteen? "

Hemp egg!

Han Xiaokang couldn't help but curse secretly: It turns out that before they "invited" him to come here, they had already sent people to Wujiazhai to conduct a comprehensive investigation of his words, deeds, and actions!
What's annoying is: Wu Juren, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, can't withstand the strong pressure from above, and has all his old background revealed?
This is easy to understand.

To be honest, an individual is simply unable to fight against a powerful administrative agency.What's more, the martial artist's background is not very beautiful. Once he saw that his superiors sent people to investigate the matter, it was considered a good thing if his legs could not be shaken.

How dare you hide it?

But the problem is, when I passed by Wujiazhai earlier, when I was talking to Wu Juren, including Wu Xiaoshuang, why didn't the two father and daughter reveal even the slightest hint to me?

As a result, I am now like a headless fly, being caught by someone and put into a glass cover.
This makes people very passive!

"That. This."

Han Xiaokang swallowed hard and said, "Boss, maybe it's because I'm afraid of poverty or hunger?
You see, just like when I am in the mountains, so many people rely on me for their lives, and I am very nervous about food, clothing, and supplies!

Therefore, I slowly developed a frugal temperament that I would only dare to eat half a pound of grain if I have a pound of grain on hand, and I would have to save the other half."

"Haha, if that's the case, now there's no charge for eating in the canteen, so why are you still hiding in the mountains and not coming out to eat in the canteen?"

"Uh"

Han Xiaokang puffed up his chest and said, "It's not easy to be a collective! For people like me who can't contribute much to the collective, we can only try to add as little burden to the collective as possible!
So I think it might be better to be self-reliant and self-reliant. "

"Don't sing too high, tell the truth!"

The man waved his hand, "Now I want to ask you: If you break away from the group and hide in the mountains and forests alone with a group of people, what are your plans?"

"Uh"

Han Xiaokang answered honestly, "Boss, maybe it's because I always think about private words, and the selfishness in my heart has never been eliminated, right?"

"In other words, you like to control others and influence other people's destinies?"

The man thought for himself, "You think that only in the deep mountains can you do whatever you want, without fear of the sky or the earth. I am the biggest in that one-third of an acre. Do you like to enjoy this feeling?"

"Hehe." Han Xiaokang blushed, scratched his head in embarrassment, and did not dare to say a word.

"Han Xiaokang, why are you willing to hide in the mountains and forests instead of moving out and integrating into the collective? I am not interested in this matter, and I will not interfere."

The man began to change the subject, "Now I just want to ask you one thing. Do you remember passing by an ethnic restaurant when you and your companions went in to dine?"

"Cough cough."

In the darkness, another big boss spoke, "Old Liang, I think you should take a rest first. Next, let me talk to this Comrade Han Xiaokang."

There was a rustling sound.

A dark figure stood up behind the desk lamp and walked out.

Han Xiaokang also stood up immediately, preparing to salute the other party.

Unexpectedly, the other party's attitude was actually much more amiable than the previous one, "Sit down, sit down, you're welcome, let's sit down and fight."

But just for such a small episode, Han Xiaokang used his keen eyes to get a rough look at the other party's figure:

This is a big boss who cannot speak Mandarin but speaks Sichuan dialect.

He is not tall and is a heavy smoker. Because just now the other party opened his mouth and motioned for Han Xiaokang to sit down and talk.

Han Xiaokang, whose sense of smell is not much worse than that of Big Tiger and Two Tigers, has already smelled a faint smell of tobacco.
"Boss, can I have a cigarette?" Han Xiaokang asked tentatively.

"You can smoke, why can't you? If I hadn't known that Comrade Han Xiaokang, you don't smoke, and I was worried about choking you, I would have smoked long ago."

The other party first lit a cigarette for himself, and then gently pushed a can of cigarettes over from the huge table.

With the help of the desk lamp light, Han Xiaokang could clearly read the words on the tin can containing cigarettes:

Sure enough, it’s the word “red panda”!

Oh my God, what a dad! ! !

This discovery made Han Xiaokang's scalp numb!

Now, Han Xiaokang can indeed basically determine the identity of the other party.

In front of this wise and god-like boss, my little cleverness may be a bit confusing.

No, it's not "I'm afraid I can't fool you". It's "don't even think about it"!
When he thought of this, cold sweat fell from Han Xiaokang's head.
(End of this chapter)