Chapter 1021

But the award that was handed out in this way made people feel uncomfortable.

Lu Yongjun has no objection to giving up the individual awards to the seriously injured and sacrificed personnel. Lu Yongjun has always reserved his opinion on giving up the collective awards.

It's not that Lu Yongjun wants to take credit, but he has opinions on such assessment standards.

For this reason, he patted the table directly with the leader at the meeting.

"Since this is the case, who are you going to save? Everyone is better than the people who died under his command. If things go on like this, who will take the lives of workers as one thing and send them to death in exchange for rewards?

I don't deny that in some cases, we have to do it desperately, and casualties are unavoidable, but I can't figure it out simply using casualties as an assessment without considering the effectiveness of disaster relief. "

In the past, in order to correct his stuttering problem, Lu Yongjun spoke slowly, but this time due to excitement, he spoke like a cannonball.

However, it was rare that he did not stutter and spoke very smoothly.

After returning home, he drank half a catty of wine in depression.

It made He Xiaoxi tease him: "You want to drink and find an excuse?"

Some things are not formed overnight. It is a consistent tradition to take care of injured and sacrificed people and groups when rewarding.

So this incident put Lu Yongjun on the cusp.

Unexpectedly, rumors came out that he did not respect the personnel who died in the disaster relief and would do anything to win credit.

This time, Lu Yongjun led a team to Qiannan Province to participate in the emergency repair battle, and the results were impressive. According to the usual practice, there will be awards for projects of this level.

It's just that combined with the recent situation that Lu Yongjun had just challenged the leader and was hacked to pieces, it's uncertain whether he will be rewarded or not.

Unbeknownst to He Xiaoxi, Lu Yongjun and everyone else, there will soon be a reform of the commendation and assessment methods.

Lu Yongjun's point of view coincides with the idea of ​​this reform.

After He Xiaoxi took Tang Yajun and asked a few people, he arrived in front of a small farmyard.

The small courtyard is very elegantly arranged, a clump of steel bamboo is planted in front of the door, and the bamboo leaves are luxuriant, rustling in the autumn wind.

In this season when everything is withered and yellow, it is especially full of vitality.

In the middle of the small courtyard is a path paved with red bricks. On both sides of the path is a vegetable garden with bamboo fences, and vegetables are grown in the garden.

The radishes have already been harvested, and the traces left by pulling out the radishes have not yet been cleaned up.

The cabbage is still in the ground, and the leaves on the surface have dried up.

The bright green spinach is growing gratifyingly.

There is a large vat in the courtyard in front of the main room. The withered lotus leaves have been cleaned up, leaving only a small piece of shriveled lotus leaf stalk, which makes people imagine the elegance of the vat in midsummer.

Everything in front of him completely overturned He Xiaoxi's previous impression of the country witches and gods who pretended to be sophisticated and still couldn't hide their wretchedness.

There were quite a few people already sitting in the main room, and when He Xiaoxi and the others came in with their baby in their arms, someone moved a stool for them to sit on.

He Xiaoxi only thought that it was the owner's family who arranged seats for them. After sitting for a while, he realized that the owner was "seeing a doctor" in the back room, and they were all "customers" waiting in line.

The "Master" in the back room came out to see off the guests when he was cured, and told the precautions: "Drink more water, pay more attention to diet,
The foods you can’t eat are all on the piece of paper I wrote to you. When you go home, you should strictly follow what’s written on it. You should stick to taking the medicine prescribed by the hospital. It’s good for your symptoms…. "

Asked a lot.

Not like a master, but like a doctor.

The master turned his head and was about to ask who was next when he saw He Xiaoxi standing opposite him staring at him blankly.

The master was also stunned for a moment, then smiled and asked the others: "This elder sister came from a long way to treat the child. There is nothing urgent for everyone, right? If there is no urgent matter, can this elder sister see it first?"

Tang Yajun was indifferent, curiously asked: "How does the master know that I have come from a long way, and how does he know that we are treating children?"

The master smiled: "It can be seen."

The others praised it one after another, saying that there was no urgent matter, and let the eldest sister look at it first.

Some people even boasted: The master really has great powers, which can be seen.

Some people boasted: I just came here because I heard that the master is effective.

……

The master smiled humbly, and he was indeed full of fairy spirit. If He Xiaoxi didn't know his details, he would have been deceived by his fairy appearance.

But He Xiaoxi also knew that he didn't lie, he really saw it.

It's just that the "look" he said is not the same as the "look" that everyone understands.

There were many traces of coming from afar on their bodies. He Xiaoxi touched his sweaty hair on the sideburns, and looked at the factory hat that Tang Yajun was wearing on his head because of the cooler weather.
There is also the red mountain mud splashed on the uppers of shoes and trousers passing by the oil depot construction site, everything can be seen that they came from a long way.

As for seeing a doctor for the child, it is even simpler. Taking the child out to run around in such a cold weather, if it is not for the child to see a doctor, the adult has a mental illness.

And they don't look like mental abnormalities at all, so the answer goes without saying.

He Xiaoxi smiled, did not expose his little trick, thanked everyone, and followed him into the inner room.

Wei Chenggang pressed down his palms to stop what He Xiaoxi was about to say, "Sit down, sit down and talk slowly."

When we parted from Shuidong Village that day, it has been more than ten years since we saw each other in a hurry.

The circumstances of each other are also turned upside down, it is inevitable that people will sigh that the world is impermanent!
"Except for this child, everyone else in the family is doing well, right?"

He Xiaoxi nodded.

Knowing that he meant something, what he wanted to ask was about He Xiaodong's recent situation.

"It's all good. His father has been promoted, and he's in the front factory. His uncle is in his hometown, and he's also very good, sir...?"

"It's all good, that's all."

The two asked and answered like a charade.

During the attack on the public prosecutor, He Xiaodong asked someone to inquire about him, and he has been looking for him since then. Who would have thought that this person would hide in the countryside and start a life as a demigod?
In fact, in the real countryside, everyone is in awe of mysterious people and things.

Maybe it's the so-called darkness under the lamp. Such a semi-immortal figure is protected here and lives aloof.

Wei Cheng just took Tangtang's pulse: "No big problem, just weak spleen and stomach, it will be fine when he is older and can eat five grains."

Sending He Xiaoxi out, He Xiaoxi turned around and waved. Wei Cheng was standing outside the gate, and saw He Xiaoxi riding Tang Yajun out of his sight.

Back in the house, someone he knew asked him: "I've never seen the master send someone out of the gate. What are these two women doing?"

"There is a great opportunity," he said again: "The heavenly secret must not be leaked!"

It made everyone stunned for a while.

On the way back, the downhill road turned uphill, but He Xiaoxi kicked his bicycle into the air like Popeye had eaten spinach, and still had the energy to hum the tune of "Sunny days are good for transplanting rice seedlings, cloudy days are good for planting sweet potatoes".

Tang Yajun asked her: "What song are you humming, it's weird."

He Xiaoxi: "Tch, what do you know? This is a folk song, the national one is the world's. It's much better than the foreign songs you sing."

(End of this chapter)

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