Chapter 6 Deputy Prime Minister's private plane

The ambulance was on time and arrived at Narita Airport at 1:30 noon. Xiao Ding was lying on a stretcher and was carefully carried out of the car by Lao Wan and Xiao Liao. After being bored in the car for nearly two hours, when I saw the sun for the first time, I was so unstoppable that I immediately narrowed my eyes.When the stretcher was safely on the ground, he opened a slit in his right eye and saw a line of blue sky.Slowly, this line of blue gradually expanded, first it was a large area, and finally it was boundless, as vast as the sea.It's just that it's blue and gray, and it's heavy, which is set off by the mighty sunlight, making it look like a tiger's eye.

Tokyo in early autumn is really blue and chic.Xiao Ding thought, our Beijing, at this time, the sky should be clear, blue as if washed by water, and unattainable. What do you think of people, Ding? Lao Wan bent down, lowered his head, and asked him kindly. Xiao Liao squatted next to the stretcher and patted him on the shoulder to express his condolences. I am fine. After Xiao Ding finished speaking, he grinned gratefully at Lao Wan.Lao Wan is the leader of the basketball team and treats the players like brothers.Since Xiao Ding was injured, he has taken great care of him, contacted all the matters concerning his return to China, sent his team member Xiao Liao to escort him, and even sent him to the plane himself.Xiao Ding was grateful, but also a little bit sorry.

Being in the airport, it was not as loud and noisy as expected.There is a buzzing sound next to my ears, like bees in spring when they dabble in the flowers, so happy and encouraging, and it doesn't stop. Xiao Ding, look at our plane! Xiao Liao has a loud voice, especially loud when he is happy, no less than a tweeter.He was afraid that the patient would not see clearly, so he deliberately moved the position of the stretcher.He accompanied Xiao Ding on this plane, and he was so happy that he had a big smile on his face. Hey, it's Boeing 707! Lao Wan pointed out in a knowing tone, with an envious look on his face.

Xiao Ding followed their gazes, and it turned out that there was a huge fuselage beside him.The plane is like a roc spreading its wings. Although it is in a static state, it is so tall and mighty. What moved him most was the national emblem on the fuselage.When the eyes fell on it, a warmth rose in my heart, and it rushed from the heart to every limb of the body.This warm feeling is like lying in a Japanese-style bathtub for the first time, and it is so warm and comfortable, but the latter permeates and diffuses from the outside to the inside, and the directions are opposite. Hey, Xiao Ding, you are a blessing in disguise!It's glorious to take the vice premier's special plane back to China!

After Lao Wan finished speaking, he was busy greeting the flight crew, then asked Xiao Liao to carry the luggage, and went to meet him on the plane. After listening to Lao Wan's words, Xiao Ding smiled again on his dark face, but kept his eyes fixed on the national emblem. In order to protect its dignity, Xiaoding believes that it is honorable and willing to be injured. To hell with that slogan of friendship first, competition second.Without outstanding achievements, where can the respect and friendship of the opponent come from? The sun dazzled his eyes, and he finally closed his eyes wearily.But the tense and lively scene of the basketball final was vividly remembered.The bespectacled striker of the Japanese team couldn't get away like a fly, obstructing him openly and secretly, and thinking about it made him furious.In the chaos, he hooked his foot somehow, broke his back, and is still bedridden.Such a useless thing, every time I think of it, I can't help but hate it.

This little Japanese devil, when he comes to China someday, he must teach you a lesson! Fortunately, the Chinese team finally defeated the Japanese team.Finally, his waist was not injured in vain.The country also took good care of itself, and arranged to take the vice premier's special plane to return home.This made him particularly moved.What the team leader said was not unreasonable, and getting injured while going abroad is like a blessing in disguise. Come up quickly. A crisp voice knocked Xiao Ding's eyes open again. The stewardess was standing at the hatch, waving to herself frequently.She was slim and tall in a tailored coat and narrow skirt, high heels, and her short hair was curled.Xiao Ding imagined that if she also put on makeup on her face and a hat on her head, she would be on par with Japanese stewardesses.

The ambulance driver came to help, but Lao Wan said Alicardo, but he waved his hand and refused.He and Xiao Liao, two front and back partners, carried the stretcher onto the plane briskly and steadily. The cabin without passengers seemed particularly spacious; especially the section near the door, where all the seats had been removed and a soft scarlet carpet was laid, making it look like a large living room. Lao Wan was very skilled, so he placed the stretcher near the window, let Xiao Liao accompany him, ran up and down twice by himself, and carried all the luggage of the two of them up.He neatly placed the items used to serve the patients under the stretcher, and he acted skillfully like a nurse.

A young officer in full military uniform came over from the front cabin and greeted them warmly.He's the co-pilot and he's a fan. Well done!To win glory for the country. He gave Xiao Ding a thumbs up and praised him. where Xiao Ding was humble and incomprehensible. How long to Beijing? Lao Wan asked the co-pilot. In less than two hours.It will arrive in the blink of an eye, and there will be no bumps at all, so don't worry. Does the plane start? Xiao Liao Xing hurriedly asked the co-pilot. not yet.The engine was not started until just before takeoff. They chatted with each other a few more words.Under the urging gaze of the stewardess, Lao Wan reluctantly bid farewell to Xiao Ding.

Go back and recuperate well.See you in Beijing in a few days! See you in Beijing. The team leader told Xiao Liao: Let Xiao Ding leave it to you.After arriving in Beijing, it is up to you to go to the hospital.It is difficult to find a leader. yes. Xiao Liao personally sent the team leader off the plane.Watching the ambulance drive away, he returned to the patient.At this time, Xiaoding and them were in the middle cabin.It was very quiet, and Xiao Liao, who had a loud voice, sat on the carpet and accompanied the patient, and whispered unconsciously. Well, there is air conditioning, Xiao Ding.Neither hot nor cold, really comfortable.The big plane is really stable, I don't feel anything.This time, we have really opened our eyes. Accompanying the Vice Premier to return to China is such a blessing!

Xiao Ding grinned silently, not daring to imagine such a great blessing. Xiao Liao, have you met the Vice Premier? No.In the past two years, he has returned to his original post, and I have only seen it on the TV news a few times. I have seen him. oh?When did this happen? Xiao Liao rose up solemnly, his eyes widened, and his voice rose an octave unconsciously. hush. Xiao Ding pressed his index finger on his lips, then lowered his voice and said: Things in the Cultural Revolution. Xiao Liao let out a sudden realization. At that time, I was still in primary school.My elder brother was a Red Guard who went to the Ministry of Foreign Trade to rebel and fight against those in power.Once there was a struggle meeting, and I went to watch it.At that time, the deputy prime minister had a sign on his body and bowed his head to plead guilty in public, saying that he had always been an official and a lord, and that he was a capitalist roader.I remember he made ninety-degree bends and stood on stage for two full hours!

Hey, what a lawless time it was! Not only Xiao Liao, but even Xiao Ding expressed deep sympathy and apology for what happened to the Vice Premier during the Cultural Revolution. what time is it now? Xiao Ding asked. It's just two o'clock.The deputy prime minister probably won't come until just before takeoff. At that time, someone from Japan will come to see him off, right? Diplomatic etiquette, why not?When our sports team comes, don't we also present flowers and take pictures?The stereotypical footage on the TV news. Go back, do you still send flowers? Xiao Ding was a little suspicious. Impossible not to send flowers.That is the deputy prime minister standing at the hatch and waving goodbye. Liao Liao raised a hand like a dignitary and waved it towards the cabin opening. At this time, a man with an urgent expression stepped into the hatch suddenly, followed by a flight attendant in uniform.The person walking in front was about fifty years old, with a top-shaped face that was black and yellow, eyes that were round and round, and shrewd and capable in his wit.Wearing a brand-new woolen Lenin suit, dazzling new leather shoes, and carrying a bulging leather bag, it is obvious at a glance that he is a high-ranking cadre. Ding Yonghong, are you Ding Yonghong? He stepped towards the stretcher in two steps in three steps.Although panting, he still forced himself to introduce himself calmly and said: I'm the deputy prime minister's secretary, that's right Oh, it's Secretary Hong! Xiao Liao jumped up from the ground and stretched out his hand respectfully.He had heard from Lao Wan earlier that Secretary Hong had negotiated and agreed to take the opportunity to return to China. Alas, I'm sorry, I hope you understand the difficulty of the chief. Secretary Hong didn't bother to shake hands, and hurried to explain to the patient. Well, you can't take this plane, because the deputy prime minister has another purpose.I didn't know it at first, but now I found out it was okay, and I had time to make other arrangements. Xiao Ding heard half of it, and felt a rumble in the head, and the following words were not clear.He opened his mouth wide, looked at the other party in bewilderment, and then at Xiao Liao, completely bewildered. You are right?The embassy said that the official approval of the State Council also included instructions in telegrams. Xiao Liao panicked, his voice was not only loud, but he also stuttered temporarily, fearing that his words would not convey his meaning, he also gestured along with him, so anxious that he could barely jump his feet. The stewardess heard the sound and rushed over.After figuring out the Qing Committee, he also testified to speak for the patient. Our crew did receive a telegram from the State Department. Yes Yes.well!Well, there are some formalities. The secretary nodded and admitted as if he knew he was wrong, and his tone seemed to be condescending. I didn't know at the time that the Deputy Prime Minister had other arrangements, so I agreed on his behalf.He was very surprised when he reported to the chief executive just now, very Here he paused, and then proceeded with careful words: very embarrassing. Seeing the faces of everyone looking at each other, he suddenly pulled down his black face, raised his eyes, and his tone sounded as if a steel plate had dropped out of thin air, so hard it landed. You know that the deputy prime minister has official duties and is in a hurry to go back to Beijing.If the time for the special plane to take off is delayed, it is a national event!There will be an official farewell scene here soon, and all the ambassadors and reporters will be there.There are also welcome arrangements in the capital.There is one link after another, and I can't afford to delay for a little time!Quick, lift him down! As he spoke, he dropped his purse and made a gesture to ask everyone to lift him up. The crew first walked obediently to the end of the stretcher. Xiao Liao scratched his hair, glanced at the empty cabin, looked at the patient questioningly, and refused to move. With official business in hand, the words "transfer scene" and the secretary's dignified and urgent tone have already convinced Xiao Ding Zhen.He waved to Xiao Liao persuadingly, and said firmly: let's go. Xiao Liao had no choice but to work together with the flight attendant to lift the patient up and walk towards the hatch. Come on, help them take their luggage down. The secretary continued to give instructions to the stewardess, but he followed closely behind the stretcher and personally escorted him off the plane. Secretary Hong, what should we do?The ambulance has already left! Xiao Liao's throat has been blocked like a stone, and his pronunciation is difficult and hoarse; the ending is still a little choked, as if he has a bad cold. Xiao Ding was also very anxious, but he was lying on a stretcher, unable to move, so he could only feel ashamed.What he thought of was the head of the team. Call Lao Wan, Xiao Liao. They are going to visit the University of Tokyo in the afternoon, so how can they get in touch now? Secretary Hong immediately gave the order: quickly call the embassy and ask them to send a car to pick them up. He also explained straightforwardly: What does the embassy do, isn't it just for this purpose?Tell them, this is an order from the Deputy Prime Minister! The stretcher was placed on the concrete floor near the tail of the aircraft.It was the side facing the sun, and the patient closed his eyes tightly in fear. Just wait for me, Xiao Ding, I will call as soon as I go. You go, I'm fine, don't worry. Xiao Dingqiang opened his eyes and saw Xiao Liao leaning over to him, he forced a calm smile and reached out to pat his colleague on the shoulder to show that he was doing well. I'm going! The patient watched him run to the airport building, his hands and feet were as quick as grabbing the ball and running towards the net, it was a sprinting movement. Before Xiao Liao's back disappeared, a large truck drove over in time, the rear of the truck aimed at the ladder on the plane, and then stopped abruptly.As soon as the car stopped, the rear door of the car automatically folded outwards, becoming a pedal with a very gentle slope.Followed by two burly Japanese workers, with a white towel wrapped around their heads. Xiao Ding covered his brows with his hands, and looked at the truck curiously.The body has the brand name of Honda Transport, and it is probably a truck. After a while, a middle-aged man in a suit got down from the front seat of the truck, holding a few pieces of paper in his hand.He went to Secretary Hong himself, spread out the paper, and started talking Japanese. A total of eight pieces? Secretary Hong took the order and asked with gestures. Ha, Soles! The Japanese responded respectfully and nodded twice in rhythm. Then he turned and waved to the workers.Workers immediately got on the truck to carry things. Xiao Ding couldn't tell what kind of goods he was carrying.Some are big cardboard boxes as high as a person's head, and some are wrapped with cloth.Watching the two powerful workers shouting in coordination with each other when carrying the cargo onto the plane, their steps are slow and steady, which shows that the cargo itself is quite heavy. What did the vice premier bring back home? While watching, Xiaoding pondered in his heart. It was the first time for the Deputy Prime Minister to visit abroad after his comeback, and he came to Japan to sign a trade agreement.Maybe it's a part-time purchase, Xiao Ding thought, and maybe he bought a batch of urgently needed equipment for the country by the way.Seeing that those goods were all packed in thick cartons, some were wrapped in coarse cloth and tied up with ropes, it naturally reminded him that they were machines, and they were expensive machines. careful!careful! Secretary Hong stood by the stairs, exhorting with concern.From time to time, he raised his hand to look at the watch, his brows were slightly slanted into a slanted Sichuan character, as if he was afraid of missing the time. The Boeing 707 is really spectacular. Xiao Ding lay under it, watching the jumbo-like fuselage shining against the scorching sun, and couldn't help feeling how small he was.The sound of the engine can be heard clearly, and the crew is busy walking around.All these reminded him that the plane was about to leave in the sky︱ what went with it was his excitement and hope of being embraced by his relatives and friends as soon as possible. The patient was forgotten by everyone, lying alone.The sun made him dry and hot, and his back, which was close to the stretcher, was already wet and sticky; his forehead was always covered with palms as a curtain, but beads of sweat also emerged.He longs for water, and even more for shade—even the lonely and isolated shade in a foreign ward. Hey, this is a valuable item, please help me so it doesn't get damaged. Hearing that Secretary Hong was instructing the flight attendant who had carried him to help, Xiao Ding opened his eyes wide to see what valuables it was. The workers were carrying a piece of goods half a person's height one after the other. It was wrapped in black terry cloth, rectangular, with a protruding middle section, and the shape looked familiar. Yes, Xiao Ding suddenly remembered, it was like a piano. My cousin teaches at a conservatory, and there is an upright piano at home.During the Cultural Revolution, fearing criticism from the Red Guards, it was covered with a black velvet cloth, which looked like the item in front of me. The worker shook his head and muttered a few words, expressing that he did not want help.Sure enough, the two carried it onto the plane neatly. There is one piece left︱the biggest one. The secretary glanced at the interior of the truck, and his brows suddenly tightened.He glanced at his watch and told the flight attendant: The time is coming, and the deputy prime ministers will come anytime.You help get this last piece up quickly. Xiao Ding turned his head sideways and looked in the direction where Xiao Liao ran just now. Come back soon, Xiao Liao.He prayed in his heart. The scorching sun made him dizzy.His throat was as dry as smoke from the bottom of a pot, burning uncomfortably.Behind it was like soaking in a bathtub, and there was a feeling of being wet and hot. Uncomfortable is uncomfortable, Xiao Ding has no intention of complaining. Look at the deputy prime minister, who is too old to be a prostitute, and even when he goes abroad, he does not forget to carry machines for the country︱It must be the equipment that the four modernizations urgently need, otherwise it will not be carried by plane.In contrast, what is it to be wronged by yourself? You lift your head down! This last piece, not to mention the bulk, looks quite heavy.Not only the flight attendant, but even the Japanese who escorted the cargo came up to help.It was wrapped in cloth to look like a capital letter L, and the four people pushed and supported it to get it out of the truck. What kind of machine is this?Even Xiao Ding frowned. Seeing the belly sink in and the sides bulge out again, he felt that it looked like a couch in a foreigner's living room. The two Japanese workers chattered again and again, but they still didn't want assistants.They clapped their hands, rubbed them twice, greeted each other, bent over, and lifted it up with two hi-ha.Then he groped for the stairs and walked up slowly. The cargo was too long, so it took a little trouble to get into the hatch of the plane.Maybe due to too much tossing or poor binding, the rope was loose at the end, so the wrapping slipped away, revealing the true appearance of the goods. It is an armrest of a leather sofa, maroon, reflecting the sun, and it is very bright. . As if hit by a sap, there was a bang in Xiao Ding's head, and he was so shaken that he didn't know what to do.He closed his eyes, and in the darkness, he could only see Venus popping up randomly. Quick, quick, take the stretcher away!The deputy prime minister's car is coming! (Taiwan "Dahua Evening News", October 21st and 22nd, 1980)