The reincarnation of the movie king

The simplest view of right and wrong among Chinese people is that good and evil will eventually be rewarded.

But when retribution comes so accurately and so quickly, who wouldn't murmur in their hearts?

The folks had been discussing this explosive news all morning, and the result was that everyone looked at Wen Hui strangely.

During lunch, the two women who served the meals silently restored the normal portions to Wen Hui and Ou Jinxiu.

Ou Jinxiu was very excited when she knew that she had been favored by Wen Hui.

"Sister Wenhui, you are amazing!" She said to Wenhui happily while eating her meal, "Thankfully you are here, otherwise I would have to be bullied to death."

Wen Hui smiled and did not answer, but she was thinking about the destruction of Ou Dabao's gang. This matter was very suspicious, but it was definitely not Ou Guangming's doing. He didn't dare.

She knew that old local snakes like Ou Shuanzi must have connections in the town and county. It would be difficult to kill them all at once this time. Once they came back, this would be a hidden danger.

But she had just arrived and brought down the overlord of a village. What she could do was already the limit. In the future, she would only have to deal with the tricks, and she was well prepared to deal with the follow-up.

But now, she doesn't have to worry about anything.

When someone dies, the light goes out. Even if Ou Shuanzi's relationship is strong, no one can make the decision for a dead person who is carrying a crime. In this matter, Wen Hui was completely free of future troubles.

She was lost in thought when a drunken middle-aged man not far away was sent out of the cafeteria like a star.

This man is the specialist who maintains the water pumps. He is a figure that every village cadre in the ten miles and eight towns must fawn over. He can eat and drink well wherever he goes, and no one dares to offend him.

This situation is normal these days. Some types of jobs that maintain special equipment, facilities or resources are often very popular, and these people also use the little power they have to manipulate others to gain advantage.

Xu Damao, who is showing a movie, will bring a lot of bags home next time in the countryside, let alone someone who specializes in managing water pumps?

Farmers generally envy and hate such people, but there is nothing they can do about it.

This middle-aged man was obviously so drunk that he couldn't even walk. His eyes were dull, his words were loud, and he was still shouting about drinking.

Ou Jinxiu couldn't help but said: "Why are you so drunk? Then who is in charge of the water pump this afternoon?"

"Just shake the fire, no one needs to worry about it." Wen Hui replied casually.

"What if it breaks?" Ou Jinxiu said, "Who else would play with that thing except him? If it breaks, won't we be completely delayed?"

"It's okay." Wen Hui smiled, "If it's really broken, I can fix it. It's not complicated."

Ou Jinxiu was very surprised and was about to speak, but Wen Hui stood up and said, "Let's go, it's time to work!"

Even Ou Jinxiu herself did not expect that her words came true. Not long after the water pump started working in the afternoon, it stopped working.

The man in charge of the water pump was so drunk that he fell asleep and couldn't wake up no matter how he screamed. Dozens of people, unable to work because of the water outage, stared at the water pump. The vice-captain was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, but he was helpless.

"Vice Captain, what should we do? When we were drinking, someone said that they had already decided to water the village next door tomorrow. He will definitely leave tomorrow, but our team has only watered half of the water. What about the rest?"

"How can we do it? How can I do it? We can't delay watering for a day!" The vice-captain waved his hands with a sad face, "Go, go, call the whole village, stop the work in hand, and everyone will do it." We brought buckets from each house, so we could only mobilize everyone to carry them into the ground one by one."

"When will it be watered?"

"Yes, the efficiency is too slow. It can't be finished in two days and two nights!"

"The key is also delaying other work. If the spring plowing is one day late, the autumn harvest will be ten days late. How can this be done?"

"Then what else can we do? This is the only way!"

"It's over now. Our village will definitely be criticized this year..."

The villagers complained and sighed one after another.

Ou Jinxiu stared at this scene with wide eyes, feeling that he was really a crow's mouth.

"Sister Wenhui, are you really good at repairing water pumps?" Ou Jinxiu asked.

"Yes." Wen Hui also thought it was a coincidence. She dropped the pole, rolled up her sleeves and walked into the crowd.

"Vice Captain, I can repair the water pump." She said bluntly, "If you dare to let me do it, I will give it a try."

All eyes were on her.

"Can you repair the water pump?" the deputy captain was surprised.

"The principle of this thing is simple, and the structure is not complicated." Wen Hui smiled and touched the oily machine. "When I was in school, I dismantled it no less than ten times, so I am very familiar with it."

"Wen Hui, don't you dare lie to others. If someone messes with this, it will delay the irrigation work of our county. This is very serious!" said the deputy captain.

Wen Hui fiddled with the machine twice, and she already knew it in her heart. She straightened up and said simply: "I can fix it in ten minutes at most. If I can't fix it, you will take me to the county to take the blame! Let the villagers carry buckets of water to irrigate the fields, then When will you get it? It’s tiring and time-consuming, and it delays things.”

"Vice Captain, let her try it!"

"Yes, he comes from the capital and has seen the world."

"If it can be repaired, it will solve a big problem!"

After being persuaded by the villagers, the deputy captain saw Wen Hui's confidence and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Then try it! But it doesn't matter even if it can't be fixed, the key is not to break it!"

"Don't worry!" Wen Hui smiled, took out the tools from the tool bag on the side, squatted down and started working without saying a word.

A few minutes later, the water pump motor "chunked" black smoke and started working again, and the villagers cheered.

If it weren't for Wenhui's identity and daughter's status, the villagers would have wanted to lift her up and throw her into the air.

After repairing the water pump, Wenhui went on to pick up dung. At this time, the attitude of all the villagers towards her was obviously different. Everyone had a smile on their face and became a little more friendly.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Wenhui was cleaning the excrement bucket by the river. Exclamations and cries were heard from upstream. Wenhui saw a child writhing in the waves in the fast river.

She didn't even think about jumping into the water. By coincidence, the child who fell into the water rushed in front of her and was held in her arms.

When a group of villagers from upstream came running over, they happened to see Wen Hui, who was all wet, climbing ashore holding a crying child.

Wenhui is at the lowest point of the river, and a few dozen meters further down is the waterfall. Once the child is washed there, the consequences can be imagined.

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat, and the child's mother was so frightened that she howled. The child's father was a very honest villager, and he knelt down to Wen Hui without saying a word.

After a scene of thanksgiving, the villagers dispersed one after another. Wen Hui looked at Shang You and frowned slightly.

Repair the water pump and save the children who fell into the water...

Things have caught up with him, and the villagers' impression of him has completely changed.

Your luck is too good, right?

While waiting in line for dinner in the afternoon, team leader Ou Guangming rushed back from the town and announced the town's preliminary results in public.

Ou Dabao and his son were characterized, and there was no problem with the villagers' behavior. The matter needs further investigation, but after spring plowing, this result should not change.

The villagers cheered.

After learning from others that Wen Hui had done two more important things, Ou Guangming couldn't help but praise Wen Hui and asked Wen Hui again if he had any difficulties...

Wen Hui shook her head and said she had no difficulty.

"Aunt Wenhui. Can you teach us the jingle you said at noon?" The child came over again with a group of friends at noon and asked timidly.

"Okay." Wen Hui smiled and touched his head, squatted down and taught him sentence by sentence.

When it was her turn to cook, the woman filled a spoonful of dried food and put it into Wen Hui's rice bowl, giving her a kind smile.

It seems everything has changed.

After eating, it was time for the daily meeting.

This time in the past was the most painful and embarrassing time for Wen Hui and Ou Jinxiu.

But today, the scene was quiet and strange.

No one cursed, no one was angry, everyone looked at each other and didn't want to speak.

On the contrary, Wen Hui stood on the stage openly, looked around at the embarrassed villagers, smiled and said: "Folks, how about this, let me tell you about some bad phenomena I encountered before, everyone. Comment and see if these things should be criticized. I remember three years ago, when I went to a village for interviews, I met a very fat village party secretary..."

The content of the meeting became that Wen Hui would tell examples, then the villagers would comment and criticize, and finally the team leader would make a summary.

The atmosphere of the meeting was actually more lively than ever before.

There was a lecture here, and someone ran in in a panic.

"It's on fire! It's on fire over there!"

The venue fell into silence, and the next second it exploded.

The meeting was suspended and everyone ran out.

When I went to the place, I saw that what was burning was the guard shed where Wen Hui and Ou Jinxiu lived.

At this time, the fire was burning fiercely, and there was no point in putting out the fire. The villagers had no choice but to stand around and wait for the fire to burn out.

"Our quilts are all inside, who set the fire? Where will we live?" Ou Jinxiu couldn't help crying.

"This fire can't start for no reason. Who set it? Check!" Ou Guangming's face was as serious as iron.

The case was soon solved. Someone saw Ou Jianjun sneaking out not long after the conference started, and a box of matches was found on him.

He couldn't bear the pressure and quickly did it in front of everyone.

"Yes, I wanted to secretly throw away her bedding, but I really didn't set the fire. As soon as I came, the fire started. I was shocked and left quickly..."

"Nonsense, can a fire start on its own? You said you didn't set the fire, so what happened to the match in your pocket?" Ou Guangming shouted sternly.

"I don't know, this is not my match, and I don't know how it got into my pocket..."

"Fart, does the match have legs? The evidence is so solid that you still dare to quibble? Press him down and send him to the town police station tomorrow!"

"I'm wronged, I'm really wronged! I really didn't set the fire, the match is really not mine!" Ou Jianjun cried and was pulled away.

Ou Guangming sighed, walked up to Wen Hui and said apologetically: "This Ou Jianjun is Ou Dabao's cousin. He should be doing this because he has a grudge and wants to take revenge on you... Don't worry, I will talk to Ou Dabao's relatives one by one. Talk to prevent this from happening and ensure your personal safety.”

"I believe in the organization." Wen Hui nodded.

"As for your residence..." Ou Guangming pondered, a little embarrassed, "How about you live in the classroom of the village school first?"

"That place is leaky from all sides, how can we live in it?" A villager said, "Captain, no matter what, Wen Hui is doing it for us. Now her place has been burned down. No matter what her personal situation is, if we just watch her being wronged, we will not care. Is that still a human being?”

"Yes, yes, the human heart is made of flesh!"

"I think Wenhui is a good girl..."

The villagers were talking a lot.

The mother of the child who had been rescued before stood up and said loudly: "I have three houses, one of which is empty. Captain, if you can, let them live in my house!"

"This is a good idea!"

"That is, no matter what happens outside, close the door and let our village speak for itself..."

The villagers all agreed.

Ou Guangming waved his hand: "Okay, let's do it! Wenhui, Ou Jinxiu, don't worry about your bedding. I'll get it for you from my room first, and you can use it first!"

"I also have an extra bedding at home..."

"I have a bamboo strip pillow over there. I made it during my spare time..."

The villagers rushed to help Wenhui gather their belongings.

Ou Jinxiu looked at this scene and cried with joy.

Wen Hui was also a little moved. She smiled and thanked everyone one by one.

Half an hour later, Wen Hui and Ou Jinxiu's new residence was tidied up. Looking at the neatly tidied room, Ou Jinxiu smiled happily and said, "Sister Wen Hui, I really feel like I'm in a dream."

Who isn't?

Wen Hui pondered.

Everything today was weird, but the final result of everything was beneficial to her.

After the incident in the morning, Wen Hui had a premonition that the nature of her "provoking trouble" and the strength she showed would inevitably have "sequelae".

But starting in the afternoon, repairing the water pump showed her courage to take responsibility and thinking about the villagers; rescuing a child who fell into the water showed her noble quality of sacrificing herself to save others; the evening meeting brought her closer to the villagers; and then That fire, that finishing touch, made the villagers share her hatred, empathize with her, sympathize with her, and completely burned her into one of their own.

A series of things happened, and finally the ideal situation that Wen Hui expected to take half a year or more to achieve took shape overnight.

These things - are they all coincidences?

A figure suddenly flashed across Wen Hui's mind like lightning.

She looked up sharply and froze where she was.

The reflection I saw in the water waves in the morning...

Could it be...

"Jin Xiu, I'm going out for a while, you go to bed first." Wen Hui suppressed her excitement and stood up calmly.

Ou Jinxiu was happily looking at the new bedding. Hearing this, he raised his head and asked, "Sister Wenhui, do you want to take a bath? Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No, I'm not going to take a shower." Wen Hui waved her hand and walked out of the door.

It is already night, the moon is bright and the stars are few.

Wenhui left the village and walked along the forest path to the area near the burned guard shed. She took a deep breath and looked around, but saw that the night was dark, and there was no figure anywhere.

"Aid to Korea?" she tried calling.

"Wen Hui." The familiar voice came from behind.

She suddenly turned around, and the familiar figure was right in front of her, and the familiar smile was exactly the same as in countless dreams.

Wen Hui couldn't hold it in any longer, so she stepped forward and hugged him tightly.