Telegram has nothing to do with ordinary people.

The entire commune does not receive telegrams several times a year, and it does not use a loudspeaker to notify you.

Unless it is an urgent matter.

Mr. Liu Ba said that he had someone to go inquire about the news and could only wait.

It's useless to be anxious.

Liu Fuwang and his wife rushed to the commune in a hurry. Yang Aiqun walked in front. She was very panicked when she was worried that something might happen to her son. She didn't step on her feet several times and almost fell under the bump on the side of the road.

Fortunately, Liu Fuwang followed behind and grabbed him.

Later, Liu Fuwang simply led Yang Aiqun to the commune.

"What are you doing in a hurry? What's the use of rushing? What if it's a good thing? Maybe the batch of pants that Chunlai brought is easy to sell. He came back from the telegram and asked the fourth team to do the rest."

Liu Fuwang also thought about the biggest possibility of his son sending a telegram.

Yang Aiqun didn't even look at him, and replied dissatisfiedly, "If Chunlai didn't send a telegram to the people in Team 4? If you are the captain, everything will have to be passed through you?"

My wife is obviously not able to communicate at this moment, so Liu Fuwang stopped talking.

In rural areas, except for children who go to school, there is basically no concept of Sunday.

However, the commune is different. Except for the supply and marketing cooperatives, post offices, etc., most people in departments, as long as they live nearby, go home to help with farm work.

If you don’t have enough salary to support your family, it would be unreasonable if you don’t help with farm work.

If it happens on the spot, no matter whether you should rest or not, all departments will not want to rest.

Many people came to the commune on the spot.

The Happy Commune began to exist since the late 1950s to transform rural cooperatives into communes.

It is the smallest commune in a radius of hundreds of miles.

There are only four villages and 27 villagers' groups in the entire commune.

Why is it an administrative unit so young?

poverty.

Other communes were so poor that they were unwilling to accept these four brigades.

Now the commune has been changed to a township, but people still like to talk about communes.

I've been calling for decades.

Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.

What the commune should have is the commune party committee, the production planning department, the credit union, the supply and marketing cooperative, the central school, the hospital, the post office, the agricultural technology station, the radio station, the food station, the cocoon station, the armed department, the conference hall, the central canteen, etc., all of them are all.

The commune is small and poor, and many units have only one cadre, or one cadre serves as a worker in several departments.

The commune built in the 1960s is no different from other places, the difference is the size.

On both sides of a dirt road that is two or three hundred meters long and five meters wide, there are a row of houses with blue bricks, black tiles, limes and cracks.

It has some characteristics of the times.

All units in the entire commune are concentrated here.

The street in the middle is where the surrounding major production teams are rushing to the scene, every three days on the 2nd, 5th, and 8th.

It wasn't on the spot today, and there were no people on the street.

The two rushed to the house of the post office, and Yang Aiqun rushed in directly, "Where is the telegram? Where is the telegram?"

Liu Fuwang knew everyone from the commune, but after all, he was a cadre. When he arrived at the door, he slowed down and even sorted out his shirt that had been washed white and patched, and then slowly walked in.

"This dog's short-lived son doesn't take money as money. How much does it cost? He Chao, is this telegram expensive?"

Yang Aiqun looked at the two-page paper in his hand, and felt a little painful.

She doesn't know a few words, but she can analyze it.

If it was a big deal, could it be written so much?

"One word, one corner, four, I'm afraid it's 40 or fifty dollars here!" He Chao, who was in his early forties, also felt ache in his words, "If I send a registration letter, it's so cheap..."

"It's too late to send an registration message." Liu Fuwang had already received the telegram from Yang Aiqun.

Just a look, I understood.

As he guessed, it was a good thing.

But for him, many of them are bad things.

"Old guy, what's it written on it? You're going to read it for me!" Yang Ai looked at Liu Fuwang with a group of eyes.

"Chunlai asked the fourth team garment factory to make all the pants and rush down to Wangshan Commune to send the boat that pulled pigs to Shancheng..." Liu Fuwang said the matter.

When Yang Aiqun heard that his son was fine, a smile appeared on his face.

Thinking of the telegram He Chao said was forty or fifty years, his face was covered with flesh pain, "This short-lived son, write a few less words! This whole thing, half a big fat pig was gone..."

How could she not hurt?

I used to sell pigs and I fed them for half a year, and only sold them for 150 pounds of fat pigs with about 200 kilograms.

After reading it, Liu Fuwang carefully folded the telegraph into a square and put it into his pocket on his chest.

He took out Chunyu, who was 8 cents a pack in his pocket, handed him one to He Chao, and he also took one.

"Uncle, your fourth brigade has started to develop industries again?" He Chao naturally knew the above content after receiving the telegram.

"Chunlai became the captain of the fourth team, and the fourth team is making trouble." Liu Fuwang smiled.

The heart I have been holding these days has fallen a little bit.

At least, his struggles did not work so quickly before, so he had to wait until the grain was harvested before he knew it.

"That's not bad. If spring comes well and brings the entire commune to the point, let those communes who are unwilling to accept us beg us to incorporate them..." He Chao let out a sip of smoke.

"I want to join the commune again?" Liu Fuwang frowned.

Didn't hear the news.

"The county has never sent the president. Secretary Yan has asked for a lot of backs. No one is willing to come. Secretary Yan has retired in a few years? No one can care about it, right? The communes next door don't want us..." He Chao sighed again.

He is in the commune and is in the communications department, with a wide range of information.

"From the future, our commune will be together with their commune!" Liu Fuwang snorted coldly.

Then he said goodbye and went back.

He Chao looked at the backs of Liu Fuwang and his wife leaving, and did not close the post office, but ran directly to the secretary Yan Jinsong's office.

This matter must be reported to the secretary.

"What else has it been said?" Yang Aiqun saw Liu Fuwang with his hands on his back and his face was dark, and knew that he hadn't finished speaking.

"This short-lived son asked me to concentrate the carpenters in the team to the fourth team, select carpenters from the fourth team to be apprenticed, and get the county timber factory to pull wood..." Liu Fuwang looked dissatisfied.

Yang Aiqun looked at him with a look of contempt, "You captain, didn't you expect it?"

"I am the captain of the team, he is just the captain of the team! How dare I arrange a job for me? I will break his dog's foot stick when I come back!"

"You try!" Yang Aiqun's tone was very calm, but his eyes made Liu Fuwang tremble for a moment.

The couple stopped talking.

Before we walked far, we met Yang Cuihua, Tian Li, and Liu Dabing who rushed over.

"Uncle, what happened to Chunlai?" Yang Cuihua asked anxiously, sweating profusely.

Liu Dabing and Tian Li were also out of breath and looked at Liu Fuwang.

Seeing them like this, Yang Aiqun was dissatisfied. It wasn't them, what kind of sins do their son need to suffer?

How great is she keeps her at home?

"Chunlai asked to drive out all his pants immediately and follow the boat that pulled the pigs in Wangshan Commune to pass by..." Liu Fuwang did not hide it and told them the content directly.

"Can you really sell it?" Tian Li looked incredible.

Those are all work clothes that they can't sell.

In the past, each unit issued it to cadres and employees, but later it had no money and stopped sending it, and no one was willing to buy it.

The change was changed, and the legs of the pants were like a broom.

Liu Fuwang took out the telegram and handed it to Yang Cuihua.

Liu Dabing found out the news, and despite the fact that his breath had not calmed down, he ran towards the way he came. Master Liu Ba and the people in the team were still waiting.

"This makes us have to hurry up and produce? The textile factory doesn't give fabrics, and we have no money..." Yang Cuihua looked at the telegram and was a little embarrassed, "Uncle, this matter..."

I can only let Liu Fuwang work hard.

"I'll go back and do the preparations first. I'll go to find Secretary Yan tonight and go to the county town with him tomorrow."

Since he had to make trouble, Liu Fuwang felt that he could make trouble for a few years. At that time, he would not be able to make trouble, so he would be criticized.
To be continued...