Zhiqiang's nickname is a bit indecent, but it is obvious to call him by his first name. Calling him "old pig" is still kind and natural, so he committed another crime!
There are many stories about the old pig in Qilian. It seems that I don't need to tell them. Now I just want to talk about some things after I left Qilian.
After I left Qilian, I didn't have a close relationship with the old pig, but I always paid attention to each other. As long as there is an opportunity to meet, there will always be endless topics to talk about. The characteristic of old pig is that he can talk, so he talks for a long time at every party.
When I was working in Harbin, an old pig once came to Harbin to do business, as if to buy a lathe for Lian Li, and he lived in my house. That night, the whole night, his mouth seemed to have never stopped, which made me from sleepy to sleepy, and from sleepy to more and more energetic. The next day, I went to work "full of energy". In the mid-1980s, I went to Shanghai on business and made a special trip to visit Old Pig at his home in Shanggang New Village, Pudong. At that time, there was only one tunnel crossing the river, and the traffic was inconvenient, so I had to live in his house. Needless to say, this is another long talk. I only remember that the cigarette butts he smoked that night piled up like a hill in the ashtray. A few days ago, I went to Pujiang to see Huangshi River, and I passed by Shanghai on my way back. I made a special trip to visit again. This time is different from before. After a serious illness, the old pig's health and energy are not as good as before, but that's all. This time, he talked for seven hours, and the time difference back to the hotel almost missed the last subway bus.
So, what did you talk about for a long time? This seems to be a problem that is not a problem. Although the old educated youth are sitting together, far apart, the most concentrated topic is still inseparable from going to the countryside, from educated youth and from Qilian. The old pig has a good brain and a strong memory. As soon as he opens his mouth, he can tell many stories for seven consecutive years. It was at this recent party that Lao Huang told me the story of "helping" him break through the disciplinary case. The old pig belongs to the "leadership class" in Qilian, and it is inevitable that he has contradictions with people. But it is precisely because of his different status that he often looks at problems from different angles and ideas. His later achievements at work are not unrelated to this experience. But what impressed me most was not his official position, but his "apology". I have told this story several times. The old pig apologized to Zhao Jingxian several times for the "rabbit incident" of that year. The idea expressed by this action is impressive because not everyone can do it.
The reason why an old pig is called an old pig is probably related to his figure and appearance. Most Shanghainese are slim, and all the "parts" are one size bigger than others, which makes him more like a northerner. In fact, his character does mix with many northerners. At the beginning of the new century, a dozen Qilian people from Beijing collectively went to Shanghai to play, and the old pig personally drove us to Zhouzhuang and Suzhou. When we sailed around Zhouzhuang, Old Pig and Song Zhiqing were on the shore. When we disembarked, we found a row of gifts from Zhouzhuang specialty-one for each of us. We are sorry that we insisted on paying, but they refused to accept it. At that time, it was quite like northerners robbing money in restaurants.
In recent years, the old pig rarely participated in the party activities of Qilian people, which attracted many discussions and speculations. I have no right to comment on all kinds of statements, because I really don't know more, but what I do know is that he was seriously ill and walked around the gate of hell a few years ago. Until today, his health is still very poor, which should be the main reason why people seldom see him. Judging from his own story, he should be a serious myocardial infarction. That day, when the old pig was driving in the street, he suddenly felt pain in his shoulder and back, and his arm was too painful to lift. He felt chest tightness and shortness of breath and broke out in a sweat. At that time, he was still sober-minded, calmly pulled over, left his car and waved for a taxi. His friends didn't dare to stop when they saw his pale face until a kind brother pulled him up. Old pig asked his brother to take him to the nearest hospital, and at the same time called the driver of the unit to tell him where his car was parked and let him pick it up. After all this, the doctor gave him an intravenous drip, and he was unconscious. On that day, the doctor issued five critical notices in a row. During the operation, the doctor chose the longest stent, and adding another one was not enough to open the blood vessels. The day I went to see him, I saw that he started to look a little tired after walking a few hundred meters, and his recovery was obviously not so ideal. It should be understandable that heart patients are physically tired and their mood swings are taboo, so old pigs seldom attend parties.
Old pig didn't attend the party for physical reasons, but his heart never left Qilianlian. When he woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep any more, he turned on the computer and looked at the seven links online. Therefore, he knows the trend of today's Qilian. The stories that happened in the company of seven people in recent years are familiar to the old pig. Speaking of happiness, you will find that the old pig "still smiles" and "still looks".
On the bus back to Beijing, I sent a message to the old pig, saying goodbye and hoping to meet again soon.
The old pig replied, "I haven't seen you for many years." It's hard to say goodbye after three hours. "
I will reply again: "Say goodbye in a hurry, goodbye!"
At this time, the old pig was "full of poetry" and sent four words: "You are promising, I have hope, and the jade is beautiful. You can open it."
I revised it a little and sent it back: "I have promise, you have hope, nectar, wait for me to open it."
The old pig replied four more words: "I'm late, you're online." I am very happy to face the bottle and win the "drinking". "
This is an old pig.