I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 45 045 Kavin

Chapter 45 045.Cavan

People who have never been in northern Shaanxi when Xu Xin was a child may have a hard time imagining how poor Shenmu was back then. It is also hard to imagine what life was like in a residential area like Xujiawan centered around surnames and clans. The rules of the family are more important than the laws of the country.

For Xu Xin, now, there is no doubt that the country is big.

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

The law is bigger than the rules of the family.

As for how dark it was inside, he was too young at the time to imagine it, but now that he thought about it...it was really a bit scary to think about it.

If nothing else, let’s talk about the Roadhog, a car that has not been seen for a long time in recent years.

In Xu Xin's memory, his father once took him and Xu Miao to Dabaodang, not far from the sacred tree... to visit relatives or something else.

I took that kind of minibus to go there. It was fine on the way there, but when I came back I met a road bully.

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

Everyone has to give something, and if you don’t give it... the consequences will be less of a beating anyway.

Xu Xin was very scared at the time and did not dare to say a word while being protected by Xu Miao, but his father was particularly calm.

I just remember that when the car robbers with knives came to the father and son sitting in the back and gestured with the knives to ask for money, Xu Daqiang said something that impressed Xu Xin deeply:

"My surname is Xu."

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

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 the side, this is not a small microcosm of the chaos in northern Shaanxi, which was considered a remote and remote place by southern Shaanxi people at that time.

Digging wells and watering the fields will lead to fights.

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

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

It became even more exaggerated after discovering coal under the soil.

If nothing else, let’s just talk about playing cards.

With the newly obtained resettlement fee, several friends from the village played a card game on their own. As a result, one person called from the east and the other called from the west. It gradually turned into a game of guessing treasures surrounded by a room full of people.

The mountain of old people smashed their heads on the table. At first it was only a few thousand dollars, but by the end of the game it was one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand dollars.

Some people get rich overnight and get richer and richer, while some people get rich and become impoverished before they even have time to enjoy life.

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

In the end, we had to ask several elders from the village to take charge of the situation and come up with a way to convince everyone.

Some are happy and some are sad.

This is only the early stage, and once the mining industry starts construction, there will be more chaos.

The land and cement in this village must be purchased from people in this village.

You have to go to that village to buy it.

What? Unified purchasing?

Try it and see if your mine can be built.

Then, the cement and accessories sold are all of the worst quality. To put it bluntly, it means spending twice as much money on the same thing. Only by buying ours and then yours can everyone be satisfied. .

Then there are things like sand and gravel.

Digging sand from the Yellow River, regardless of whether you let me dig it or not, cart after cart of sand is going to the mine, but it's all just money. And if someone accidentally falls into the Yellow River...it's okay if he can be rescued, but he can't be saved...The orphans and widows of a family have to sign a secret guarantee while crying, ensuring that the person's head in the dividend account will never be marked dead in the household register. Two words.

As for the construction teams doing small jobs, this is even more nonsense.

Big cars cost money when they come in, and they also cost money when they go out.

If you take the road in our village, you have to pay for the road strips, otherwise your car will not be able to leave the village.

And we have to share in the work in the mine.

The foreman led two people to the construction site in the morning and transported two small carts of bricks in one day. As a result, when he got off work, he had to remember the work of 30 people, not counting? Then you'd better not go to the mine. If you encounter some rocks and smash the windshield of the car on the way to the mine, don't blame others. Who allowed the bad weather here to cause the rocks to fly.

And sometimes it's even easier if both parties have a conflict of interest because of a certain job.

Let's fight first, but we can't kill anyone or cause any harm.

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

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

Agreed, let’s eat mutton together.

disagree……

Don't do anything to both families, others will come over and eat the meat.

And if there is a conflict between two different interest groups, there will be more involved and even more confusion.

It can be said that Xu Xin grew up in this environment. At that time, it was no exaggeration to say that when people in a village went out to play, they would first look for "enemies" wherever they went.

This is just a child's world.

In the world of adults, what kind of past happened in the rivers and lakes on the border of northern Shaanxi...

How many stories are buried on that loess plateau? I am afraid only those who have experienced it will know.

Xu Daqiang's words today, for Xu Xin, are like a voice of enlightenment that evokes a series of childhood memories of what he saw, heard, and felt in his childhood.

His thoughts instantly went back to his childhood, recalling that he didn't care much about it at the time, but now there are some things that make him very scared when he thinks about it...

Um.

Put it this way.

Sitting in front of the computer, the things rolling in Xu Xin's mind, according to what Guo Degang said in the afternoon, really made a "hole" and traveled far and wide.

Light a cigarette.

A WORD document is opened.

Subconsciously, he wanted to write down all the childhood memories in his mind.

But... when his hand fell on the keyboard, he couldn't type anymore.

This... what kind of story must it be?

The script is not a straightforward story, it serves the purpose of the film.

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

The inspiration is like diabetes, suddenly stuck when putting it on paper.

It's not going up or down, it's so hard for him to get stuck.

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

But now... after getting inspiration from his father, Xu Xin suddenly wanted to write something... that happened around him. You can say it is real, it is indeed. But there are also fictional stories that are artistically processed.

This is a movie.

Also a movie script.

Suddenly, he felt that his ability was a little immobile.

It's not suitable to say that it can't be turned, but... he's a little confused.

"..."

I don't know when a cigarette has been burned out.

With a "click" sound, he lit another one.

Burn out again.

Then another one...

At this moment, I face a blank computer screen.

In a daze, Xu Xin felt like... a young boy who was just starting to fall in love.

I only knew that I would get pregnant if I was with a girl, but I had no idea how to get pregnant.