Siheyuan: the beginning to realize the freedom of cooking

Monday, October 7.

There are only 2 days left until the Tangshan Earthquake.

On this day, Lin Aijun got up early.

He hurriedly rode his bicycle to the door of the big leader.

Lin Aijun has been to the big leader's house several times.

He parked the car by the door familiarly and walked forward.

"Comrade guard, I'm Lin Aijun from Red Star Factory. I have something urgent to see the big leader."

The guard at the door has seen Lin Aijun come to the leader's house several times and already knows him.

"I recognize you, Deputy Factory Manager Lin. It's unfortunate that you came today. The big leader is not at home. He is on a business trip."

When Lin Aijun heard the words, his heart was filled with disappointment: "Did you go out of town? Do you know when you will come back? I have something urgent to find him."

The guard looked at him and said sternly: "I can't tell you the specific itinerary of the leader's business trip. If you are really in a hurry, you can try again after three o'clock tomorrow afternoon. But I dare not guarantee that in case his schedule There are changes."

Hearing this, Lin Aijun couldn't help but sighed inwardly.

明天就是7月27号，唐山地震是7月28号凌晨3点多发生的。

In this way, the soonest he can notify the big leader to find a solution, there are only about 12 hours left.

During these 12 hours, if the big leader agrees to negotiate, it will take a lot of time.

What I hate now is that communication is not developed at this time. If it takes an hour for the big leader to communicate, can the citizens of Tangshan be notified in the remaining 10 hours or so?
If this happened in modern times, the whole country would know about it within 10 minutes with just one WeChat.

But in this era, let alone mobile phones, there are no landline phones at home.

In addition to broadcasting, it really can only rely on word of mouth and manual notification.

Fortunately, I still left him 12 hours.

Now I am begging grandpa to tell grandma not to change the itinerary of the big leader.

"Comrade, then I'll come back at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

After speaking, Lin Aijun rode to work.

He silently prayed in his heart that Geng Qingguo's meeting with the National Bureau today would have a good result.

After arriving at the unit, I started to confirm with various relevant departments that the employees of Tangshan factory will come to Hongxing factory to visit tomorrow.

The news from Geng Qingguo and the others was always in his heart.

When he was about to get off work, he made a phone call to Geng Qingguo's unit, wanting to ask about their progress today.

Jingle Bell--!
"Hello, Comrade Geng Qingguo? I'm Lin Aijun from Red Star Factory." Lin Aijun picked up the receiver and asked.

"Director Lin, do you have any news?" Geng Qingguo's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a little hope amidst the depression.

Lin Aijun shook his head: "I can't get in touch yet, tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, I will run to the leader again."

"Ai——!" Geng Guoqing sighed deeply on the phone: "I have no chance here! Today, 15 experts from the National Bureau came to our Municipal Bureau to listen to the report. After listening to it for a whole day, it's time to come. There was a sentence that really made me want to hit someone."

"What?!" Lin Aijun asked.

"It is said that there is already a lot of trouble in the northern part of Sichuan for the earthquake prevention work, and the Beijing-Tianjin-Tangzhou area will be in chaos again! It is also said that Sijiu City is the capital, and the forecast must be cautious.

Tell me, Director Lin, are you trying to get angry? !Earthquake forecasts from all over the country are already like snowflakes, how cautious are you? !What is more worthy of prudence than human life? "Geng Qingguo said, and began to scold his mother.

Lin Aijun fully understands Geng Qingguo's feelings.

As a professional earthquake worker, Geng Qingguo has collected various data so far that he knows that the disaster is imminent, but he doesn't know the exact time.

"Then what are you going to do now?" Lin Aijun asked.

"Now the experts at the top are holding back the report. After so many appointments, they are all fucking busy. Is there a big thing that is more busy than an earthquake?! If something happens, how much will it cost? A human life?!" Geng Qingguo said, gradually choking up.

Lin Aijun couldn't help feeling anxious.

There is less and less time left for him.

At this time, there was a voice on the phone: "Old Geng, good news, at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning, the deputy director of the State Bureau will finally listen to the report."

"Ah! That's great!!"

Geng Qingguo on the other end of the phone immediately cheered when he heard the words, his excitement was obvious.

Lin Aijun couldn't help but ignite a glimmer of hope after hearing the words: "Old Geng, after you finish the meeting tomorrow, let me know if you have any news."

"Okay, okay!" Geng Qingguo on the other end of the phone was obviously excited.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Aijun thought about it.

If the deputy bureau pretends to listen to the report tomorrow, it will probably be around 11 am at most.

In that case, it would still take 3 hours more than his 4:[-] p.m.

The work of evacuating the people in Tangshan will be much more convenient.

~
Early the next morning.

7 month 27 day.

Lin Aijun, who was full of worries, also didn't sleep well all night.

At dawn, he got up.

Today, the Red Star Factory was going to receive the employees of the Tangshan Factory, and the large army was estimated to arrive around noon, and he had to sneak out to the big leader's place by then.

When he walked out of the yard to go to work, he saw Silly Zhu standing in the yard blankly.

He was looking up at the clothes drying pole in the yard for a long time.

Seeing this, Lin Aijun stepped forward and asked, "Silly Zhu, what are you waiting for?"

Sha Zhu pointed to the clothes-drying pole and said, "It's really weird, why are there so many ants crawling on the clothes-drying pole?!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the clothes drying pole above his head, and his whole body stood still.

Lin Aijun was shocked when he heard the words, and went to have a look.

What Shazhu said was indeed correct. The entire clothes drying pole was densely covered with a large group of black ants. From a distance, it looked like a layer of black fluff, which made people's scalp numb.

Looking at the base of the wall in the yard, there is also a large group of ants.

Lin Aijun is not an expert in geology. Judging from the information he has received from the earthquake team in the past few days, any abnormality in the animals is a sign before the disaster.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel anxious. The earthquake team won't get the exact news until noon today. Whether they have successfully informed the upper management of the earthquake forecast and organized Tangshan residents to avoid danger.

Lin Aijun knew that he couldn't do anything in the courtyard, so he decided to go to work early, because it was convenient to make a phone call there.

Yu he patted Silly Zhu and said: "Silly Zhu, I have something to do today, so go to work first."

As he spoke, he pushed the bicycle and hurried out of the courtyard.

"Oh, brother Junzi—!"

Just as Sha Zhu came back to his senses, he found that Lin Aijun had already run away.

He muttered: "Why are you so mysterious these days, leaving early and returning late."