"Does Secretary Tian understand?" Kou Dapeng opened the curtain and saw that crowds had begun to gather at the door of the township government. He asked Qin Exiang, the director of the Party and Government Office next to him.

"Secretary Tian is not here, he is going to the county."

Kou Dapeng looked out with a blue face, and started dialing the phone on the table, but he didn't know who to call. If he called Tian Jialiang at this time, this guy would definitely not come back. Besides, he hasn't figured out what the situation is yet to be reported.

Finally, through the glass, Ding Changsheng saw five or six people looking at three stretchers in groups, each stretcher covered one person with white cloth, and it seemed that he was really dead.

The guard quickly closed the door. There were more and more people, but he did not take any measures. However, he waved the shovel in his hand and shouted: "The government paid for it, build roads, build roads." At this time, it should be said that the purpose of the people in Liyuan Village was very clear, that is, they asked to build roads and ask the government to build roads for them. Because mountain roads are difficult to walk, there are several cars and people who die every year in Liyuan Village. This time, the reason why the reaction was so strong was that the town did not care about the unsalable sales of pears in Liyuan Village. This time, it was easy to sell part of it, and such a thing happened. Dissatisfaction broke out instantly.

"Cousin, I'll go out and have a look." Ding Changsheng looked back and forth and said.

"What's the use of you going out? Can you help them build roads? No, call Huo Lumao and ask him to bring a few police officers to maintain order." Kou Dapeng was rapidly circulating his head, who should he report to, and what kind of thing should he take this matter as.

Ding Changsheng glanced at Qin Exiang and found that the woman was still here. So he walked to Kou Dapeng and whispered: "Cousin, don't let the police come over. You must drive them away when you come. I have seen many group cases because no one cares about it when you petition. A large number of police officers came to Ding, so the conflicts will quickly intensify. You are now the highest leader of Linshan Town. If something happens, you will only be held accountable and not handled effectively." Ding Changsheng said it very well, and the theoretical level has increased. It seems that this newspaper is really not in vain.

"What do you think you should do?" Kou Dapeng's forehead was sweating after a few words. This was exactly what he was worried about. Tian Jialiang, a bastard, actually broke up at this time.

"What should I do? If you ask King Qin Ren summoned all the leaders at home, you can find a few. Anyway, they are leaders in the town. Everyone should finish it together. If there is any resolution that needs to be formed, it will be a collective decision. Even if Secretary Tian comes back, it will not be changed. Besides, even if something happens, it will be the responsibility of the collective leader.

"Hehe, you kid, it's a pity to not be an official." Kou Dapeng was not brainless, he was just anxious and angry for a moment. Ding Changsheng was not in a hurry because he was an outsider, and even if the sky fell, it had little to do with him. As for the district director, he had just taken office less than a week after he came back and was taken away by the procuratorate. The responsibility issue could be ignored, so Ding Changsheng could give Kou Dapeng unscrupulously.

Ding Changsheng picked up his clothes, limped downstairs, and walked towards the gate of the town government, "Uncle, open the door, I'll go out." Ding Changsheng gave the old man a cigarette, looked at the situation outside, and then left the door.

"What's going on? This is Liu Xiangli, what about your village director?" Ding Changsheng's expression was very serious, but not many people bought his account. Because most people didn't know him, he had only been to Liyuan Village for a few days, and he only stayed for one day before taking Liu Xiangli to Shanghai.

"Who are you? Go back. We want to find the leaders of the town. We just want to ask for an explanation. Our village director has gone to the county and has not come back yet."

"What explanation should I ask for? I am your leader, where will I get out?" Ding Changsheng asked.

"The three who died in our village are all pillars of the village. When they die, the family will be over. The town says to build roads and build roads every year, but the road to our Liyuan Village has never been included in the town's plan. I am the accountant of the village. Last year, my son took his wife to his father-in-law's house and climbed into the valley and never came back. If this road is not repaired, the old and young men in our Liyuan Village will live in the town government." said an older person.

"This road must be repaired, but he has a process, right? I just went to Ding Changsheng, the director of the district management of your village. I just came back. Finally, I came to you a fruit merchant who collected pears. You are all blocking here and don't go home to transport pears. Will the pears at home be sold? Ah, right? These three people have passed away. The old saying goes, the world is big, the dead are big, what's the use of carrying them here from afar? I mean to go back and get into the soil quickly. I'm here..." Before Ding Changsheng finished speaking, he saw Liu Xiangli squeeze into the crowd sweating profusely. Looking at the three people on the stretcher on the ground, Liu Xiangli burst into tears.
Chapter completed!