I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 45: 045. Carvin

Chapter 45 045. Calvin

Those who have never lived in northern Shaanxi when Xu Xin was a child may have a hard time imagining how poor Shenmu was back then. The rules of the family are more important than the laws of the country.

As far as Xu Xin is concerned, now, there is no doubt that the country is big.

But back then... when he was a child...

The law is big, but the rules of the family.

As for how dark it was inside, he couldn't have imagined it at the time when he was young, but now that he thinks about it... it really feels a bit terribly thoughtful.

Among other things, let’s talk about the car bandit road tyrant that I haven’t seen for a long time.

In Xu Xin’s memory, his father once took him and Xu Miao to Dabaodang, not far from Shenmu... Was it to meet relatives or what.

I went there by that kind of minibus. It was fine when I went there, but when I came back, I encountered a car bandit and a road tyrant.

Get in the car and ask for money with a knife.

Everyone has to give, if you don’t give... anyway, you will be beaten if you don’t talk about it.

Xu Xin was very scared at the time, and was held in Xu Miao's arms without daring to say a word, but his father was very calm.

I only remember that when the car bandits with knives came to the three father and son sitting in the back, gesturing with knives to ask for money, Xu Daqiang said a very impressive sentence to Xu Xin:

"The surname is Xu."

With such a simple sentence, the car bandit turned around and went to find someone else.

And Xu Xin, who was hiding in his brother's arms, looked at his father's calm eyes... that was the first time he understood the "power" of his surname.

But from a side view, this is not a small microcosm of the chaos in northern Shaanxi in the eyes of the people in southern Shaanxi at that time.

Digging a well and watering the ground will cause fights.

The thief was found hanging at the head of the village.

When a trafficker comes, at least a piece of meat must be left.

It became even more exaggerated after the discovery of coal under the ground.

If nothing else, just talk about playing cards.

The newly acquired resettlement fee, a game of cards played by a few friends from the village, and the result was one bid from the east and one bid from the west, and it gradually became a game of guessing treasures surrounded by a room full of people.

The old man’s head piled up like a mountain threw it on the table in a daze. At the beginning, it was only a few thousand yuan, but in the last round, it was 100,000 or 200,000.

Some people get rich overnight and then get richer, while some people become impoverished because of a hot blood before they have time to enjoy life after getting rich.

Then... gambling becomes a magnifying glass of human nature.

Finally, we had to invite the elders of several villages to come out to preside over the overall situation and discuss a solution that would convince the public.

Several families are happy and others are sad.

This is only the initial stage, and when the mining industry starts to be built, there will be more chaos.

The land in this village, the cement must be bought from the people of this village.

The ones in that village have to go to that village to buy.

What? Unified procurement?

Try it, see if your mine can be built.

Then, whether it’s the cement or the accessories, they’re all the cheapest things. To put it bluntly, the same thing costs two copies. You buy ours and then buy yours, so that everyone can be satisfied. .

Then there are things like sand and gravel.

Digging sand on the banks of the Yellow River, no matter whether you allow it to be dug, truckloads of sand go to the mine, it is all white money. And if someone accidentally falls into the Yellow River... It's okay if they can be rescued, but they can't... A family of orphans and widows have to sign a secret guarantee while crying, guaranteeing that the head of the person on the dividend account will never be marked as dead two on the household registration book Character.

As for the construction teams with small and odd jobs, it's even more nonsense.

Big carts ask for money when they come in, and they also ask for money when they go out.

After passing the road in our village, you have to pay for the road, and you have to pay for the road, otherwise your car will not be able to leave the village.

And the work in the mine has to be our share.

The contractor led two people to the construction site in the morning, and transported two small carts of bricks in one day, but when he got off work, he had to record the work of 30 people, not counting? Then you'd better not get out of the mine. If you encounter some stones on the way down the mine and smash the windshield of your car, don't blame others. Who made the bad weather here fly sand and rocks?

And sometimes it is easier for both parties to have a conflict of interest because of a certain activity.

Fight first, but you can't kill, and you can't kill people.

After the fight is over, whoever suffers will go to the village chief.

The village head will call two groups of people together, kill a sheep, and discuss how to deal with this matter.

Agree, let’s eat mutton together.

disagree…

Don’t do both, others come over to eat meat.

And if two different interest groups conflict, there will be more involvement and more confusion.

It can be said that Xu Xin grew up in this environment. At that time, it is not an exaggeration to say that when a villager went out to play, he would first look for "enemies" wherever he went.

This is just a child's world.

In the world of adults, what kind of past happened in that river and lake in the borderland of northern Shaanxi...

How many stories are buried on that Loess Plateau, I am afraid that only those who have experienced it will know.

What Xu Daqiang said today, for Xu Xin, seemed to evoke a series of enlightening memories of what he saw, heard, and felt in his childhood.

Let his thoughts go back to his childhood in an instant, recalling that he didn't care much at the time, but now there are some things that he thinks about carefully...

Um.

Let's put it this way.

Sitting in front of the computer, what was rolling in Xu Xin's mind, according to what Guo Degang said in the afternoon, was really a "crack" sound, and it flew far away.

Light a cigarette.

Opened the WORD document.

He subconsciously wanted to write down all the childhood memories in his mind.

But... when his hand landed on the keyboard, he couldn't keep typing.

What kind of story is this...?

The script is not a very direct story, it serves the film.

And now...although he has memories in his mind and got inspiration from his father...but how to write the story?

The inspiration, like a diabetes insipidus, suddenly got stuck when it was put on paper.

He couldn't get up and down, and he felt uncomfortable if he got stuck.

Different from "Not Drunk", "Not Drunk" is equivalent to a novice task. First of all, the teacher of the subject matter allows free play.

But now... After getting inspiration from his father, Xu Xin suddenly wanted to write something... that happened around him. You say he is real, it is. But there are also fictional stories of artistic processing.

This is a movie.

is also a screenplay.

All of a sudden, he felt that his ability was a little immobile.

It's not appropriate to say that it can't turn, it's just... he's a little confused.

"..."

A cigarette has been burned out at some point.

With a "click", he lit another one.

Burned out again.

Followed by another...

At this moment, facing a blank computer screen.

In a trance, Xu Xin felt like a... a young boy who had just begun to fall in love.

I only know that being with a girl will lead to pregnancy, but how to get pregnant is completely unclear.