Siheyuan: Xu Damao corrects his evil ways

Xu Damao pedaled his bicycle on the rugged country road.

There were weeds and flowers on both sides, and the woods were deep. Xu Damao was really afraid that some big men with knives would jump out of the forest, shouting "I opened this mountain, I planted this tree...".

But no, in fact, these things do not exist in Xu Damao.

It's not that there aren't those second-rate people around Sijiu City, but that those people don't dare to provoke the projectionists of various factories.

Xu Damao heard what Lao Xu said about this, saying that a few years ago a projectionist went to the countryside and his car was indeed robbed. The projectionist was not in a hurry and reported the matter to the township commune.

The militiamen gathered and moved the surrounding villages back and forth several times.

The daughter-in-law of a second-rate son couldn't stand other people's criticism, so she took her children and remarried.

I am a second-rate son. Whenever something happens in the village, he is always the one in front.

No one pitied that family. Even today, whenever they hear about movies being shown in other villages, the villagers still criticize that family.

Moreover, each commune directly issued a statement: Whoever prevents everyone from watching the movie will make it impossible for his family to eat.

This is the reason for Xu Damao's safety.

Of course, rural and mountainous roads are not only dangerous to people, but also to the road, and to the occasional wild animals that wander by. These things just depend on each person's own circumstances.

In fact, Xu Damao is not alone in every screening.

For example, basically every commune has one or two sets of power curtains and speakers, and Xu Damao does not need to take care of these things.

When the steel rolling mill decides which commune and village to go to, it first calls the commune and then sends someone from the commune to notify the village.

When the village got the news, they sent their own people to pull all the things back, and the commune went with them to assemble the things.

What Xu Damao wants to pull is a projector and two or three movies.

These things weigh hundreds of kilograms.

Then comes Xu Damao's own work, eating, drinking, and watching movies. When Xu Damao wakes up, the village will be more respectful.

During the chat, a letter of introduction to the steel rolling mill went into the pocket of the village cadre.

Xu Damao didn't know what happened next, but it must be Xu Damao's benefit.

This job sounds easy, but in fact it is not. At least Xu Damao has to estimate the approximate prices of some things. Things needed by the village must be made and handed over to the villagers. It is necessary to make it clear to the village which things the village needs can be obtained and which things are a bit difficult.

There is always something Xu Damao doesn't understand about this set of procedures. For example, when talking about the price of mountain goods, Xu Damao would fool him by saying "it's still the same price." When talking about the supplies needed in the village, Xu Damao also said, "I will try my best to help you ask when I get back."

Fortunately, the current demand in rural areas is not so messy, and most of it is tobacco, alcohol and food.

Speaking of this, some people feel strange, why are rural areas selling coarse grains to the city, but Xu Damao is still asked to find ways to help them get grains?

In fact, this kind of thing is not contradictory. Most villages can store grain, either because they are too remote, or because the whole village belongs to a clan with the same surname.

Most villages still strictly implement the orders from above, and there is nothing they can do if they don't.

What's more, even those villages that don't lack coarse grains also lack fine grains. It's not that the village is so wealthy that they don't eat coarse grains anymore, but there are inevitably some pregnant women, babies, and elderly people in poor health in the village, and those fine grains are there to sustain them.

Xu Damao also visited the pigeon market in private. Although he didn't buy anything, it was still good to listen to it a few times.

So Xu Damao can only say that the profits here are very impressive.

The village Xu Damao was going to this time was more like a hill than a village.

In the past two years, Xu Damao and the others were basically unable to come to such a remote corner.

There is no way, there are no supplies in the suburbs.

Xu Damao, for example, had climbed mountains and waded through rivers several times along the way. When he came to the village entrance, he was blocked by a single-plank bridge.

I had no choice but to park the car, carry the projector on my back, and move the machine over step by step.

Then there were bicycles. After waiting for people and cars to cross the single-plank bridge, Xu Damao collapsed directly to the ground.

Damn, I suffered so much.

The first people to notice Xu Damao were two dark-skinned mountain farmers. They were too shy to say hello to Xu Damao, but shouted towards the village. The sound echoed in the mountains, far and wide.

Xu Damao was first greeted by a group of children, all of whom were patched but thoroughly washed. They were jumping back and forth around Xu Damao, naturally shouting words like "I'm watching a movie."

Naturally, several leaders of the village were officially welcomed out. It was already a hot day. If Xu Damao hadn't been afraid of the mountain wind, he would have already changed his long-sleeved overalls into short-sleeved ones.

But the leader, a fifty-year-old mountain farmer, was still wearing an old military uniform. The wrinkles on his clothes were still clear, and it was obvious that they were clothes from the bottom of the box.

This is normal. It's too remote. I guess apart from going to the commune for meetings or something, this dress is really hidden under the box all year round.

Shan Nong came up to meet him. He couldn't tell whether he was forty or fifty years old. He was smiling at first, and his face was wrinkled for sure.

It's a given that they have a loud voice. Most village leaders these days, among other things, must have a good voice. Otherwise, how can we read the above commands to the villagers?

And most of them are definitely famous in the village, at least they have to be believed by the villagers.

Before Xu Damao came this time, Section Chief Hu specially greeted him and asked Xu Damao to ask if there was any big insect nuggets in the village. He said that a relative of one of his relatives needed it and the price was easy to find.

At that time, Xu Damao looked at the embarrassed Section Chief Hu and couldn't help but laugh immorally.

Chief Hu's smile made Section Chief Hu blush immediately, and he started taking action on Xu Damao's progress.

That is to say, for the sake of progress, otherwise Xu Damao would not come over no matter how many things there were. Five or ten yuan, for Xu Damao, who was about to eat soft rice, he really didn't care.

When Xu Damao saw that all the village leaders had arrived, he started his performance. After greeting several village leaders and village elders, Xu Damao took out a bag of fruit candies from his pocket and called all the children surrounding him.

Two, two, three, three, three, two all spread out.