Prose of the old monitor

In the petroleum community built in 1980s, there are many red brick houses in security window, and messy network cables and telephone lines crawl like cobwebs.

The wall in front of each unit is covered with all kinds of advertisements for unlocking, recruiting and dredging sewers, which makes our property work very difficult.

When I first came to the community, the old monitor had been working in the community for more than two years. The old monitor is a veteran of 1972. After he retired from the army, he went to this oil unit and struggled on the oil front for 40 years. Now he is still using the afterheat after retirement, insisting on managing the property work in this community and standing in the last shift.

At first, the old monitor always looked down on me, always saying that I had no backbone as a soldier, standing or not, sitting or not. He always asks me this boy who has never been a soldier by the standards of the army, saying that I haven't reached the level of walking like the wind, standing like a pine and sitting like a bell.

Indeed, I admire the ability and style of the old monitor. The tradition of soldiers has always been on him, which is reflected in the management of the community, that is, step by step and orderly.

Under the strict management and leadership of the monitor, I quickly became familiar with the basic situation of the community. There are nine houses in this community, with low floors and five floors; There are four units in each building, each unit has 10 households, and there are 360 households in the whole community. More than 40 cars of various brands are the cars of employees' families or children. According to the requirements of the old monitor, remember the owner of each car and what floor each owner lives in. In a word, we should not be careless.

Autumn rain is like a broken tear, flowing endlessly. In the shadow of raindrops, three households with the same surname on the ground floor tinkled endlessly. At first, I didn't care. During the patrol, I found that their house had set up colorful awnings in front of and behind the house. The front door cost more than two meters, and then the side walls were removed and a colorful tile awning was set up. Spending more than three meters, accounting for half of the garden, and plans to build a wall to expand the room area.

How can this work? I looked for them angrily. Uncle Chang is away, and Aunt Chang is at home alone: "You can't do this. This is an illegal building and must be demolished! " I said angrily.

"It's none of your business, what makes you care about me? I want to widen the house, can't I? " Aunt Chang said viciously.

I told the old monitor about it at once. The old monitor and I went to Uncle Chang's house again, and there was no one there. Only two workers were working, and the old monitor ordered them to stop construction.

Less than a cup of tea, Aunt Chang received a notice from the workers and rushed to the guard room angrily. She flew up and kicked over the small table: "Where did the watchdog come from? We don't want you to see it in our community. Where did it come from? " "

"We are watchdog, what are you?" The old monitor does not show weakness.

"I am an old dog!" Aunt Chang said helplessly.

"You are illegal buildings. Dismantle it early, and the loss will be smaller. We're doing it for your own good. If the law enforcement team comes, you still have to dismantle it. Why? "

"I just don't open it, it's none of your business. If it is to be managed, it should also be managed by the Southwest Bureau. I decorate in my own home and can't manage it. " Aunt Chang scolded and went back.

How to deal with this incident? I discussed with the monitor: first, report directly to the leader for handling; Second, report the forced demolition of the urban management law enforcement brigade. If the contradiction of forced demolition by the law enforcement team will rise, it will be more difficult to do the work in the future. It is easy to report directly, and it is much easier to shirk responsibility. But the old monitor is not that kind of person. He is a man who knows the difficulties, no matter how big they are, he will solve them by himself.

After much reflection, we decided to have a big discussion. How to discuss? Only the blackboard newspaper.

So I found some blackboards in the garbage dump of the community overnight and nailed them to the big wall on the right side of the guard room. A blackboard was born like this.

The old monitor looked at me and said, "I'll leave the rest to you. You should finish it like a war! " "

Dear hosts, uncles and aunts:

Uncle Chang lives on the ground floor of Unit 3 in our community and is engaged in renovation recently. They want to expand the housing area and put colored steel tiles on the front and rear empty dam gardens. Is this illegal construction?

What would you think if a colored steel tile suddenly appeared at the door of your unit?

If you live on the first floor, do you want to build a pavilion like this?

If you live upstairs, will you be jealous or will you report it?

Dear uncles and aunts, write down your thoughts and opinions below, and let's discuss them together!

The next day, one comment after another was written under the blackboard: "You can't build anything in the community, it will affect the environment of the community."

"Chengguan will tube. If it is built, it will be demolished, and it will be built in vain! "

"There is nothing wrong with the security guard doing this, it is right, support!"

"This uncle is still party member, and he must take the lead in obeying the law!"

"This blackboard newspaper is so good that everyone can discuss with each other."

"Aunt, you open it. You are still our good neighbor, good aunt! "

Blackboard newspaper is like a mirror, illuminating people's hearts; Blackboard newspaper is like a sword, cutting off selfish desires; Blackboard newspaper is like a star, illuminating the community.

(2) Intelligent capture of car thieves

It's raining in Mao Mao, sometimes it's urgent and sometimes it's slow.

At 20: 20, the old monitor who just took a shower changed clothes in the bedroom and habitually looked out of the window.

I found a vague figure passing by, as if looking for something. The old monitor remembered that an electric tricycle had just been stolen from the community two days ago. I can't help feeling that this man is a bit suspicious. Out of professional sensitivity, he picked up an umbrella and followed him out.

He followed the stranger quietly and found a knife in his hand and a black computer bag slung sideways.

"What do you do? What are you doing in the community so late? " The old monitor asked.

"I'm looking for someone!" The middle-aged man said slowly.

"Who are you looking for? How many buildings? "

"I'm looking for Chen Shan, living in eight buildings. Do you know where the eighth building is? "

"Oh, I don't know. What do you want with him?"

"I asked him for money."

"Why don't you call him and ask him to come down and pick you up?" The squad leader Wang said.

Middle-aged people couldn't say anything, so they took out their mobile phones and walked out: "Hello, Chen Shan? You are at home. Oh, oh ... you are not at home, you are eating out! "

The old monitor followed closely: "Since you are looking for Chen Shan, call Chen Shan out."

Hearing the sound, Xu Yong, a resident of the community, followed.

When the middle-aged man saw someone coming, he raised his voice and shouted, "What do you care about me? What happened to my date? "

The old monitor said righteously, "I am the security guard in this community." I have an obligation to ensure the safety of the community, so I have the right to question you! " "

Xu Yong said: "He is the person in charge of this community."

"What car did you come by?" The old monitor asked sternly.

"I didn't ride a bike, I came on foot."

"Why are you wearing a helmet when you walk here? It can be taken off clearly, but it is not clear that it can't be taken off. "

Seeing that there were more and more people around, the middle-aged man growled, "I'll call 1 10, and I'll call 1 10. You can't leave. You have to clear my name. "

The middle-aged man dialed 1 10 with his mobile phone: "Hello, 1 10? Oh, I called several times, and 1 10 didn't answer my phone. " In fact, he just dialed the number, but didn't really dial it out.

Then someone said, "Let him go, I don't see what he is doing."

"Your back computer bag? Where are you hiding? " The old monitor suddenly remembered.

As a result, many residents began to look for bags in the community, and I also called 1 1O to call the police.

Twenty minutes later, the police of Dabei Street Police Station arrived. To take a picture of a middle-aged man, the middle-aged man is still fierce and shouts to the police: "What are you shooting?" I have you killed! "

Subsequently, someone found a computer bag in the eggplant field planted by the residents of the community.

As soon as I opened it, there were two knives, a pair of pliers and, most importantly, a pair of hydraulic pliers (scissors) more than two feet long.

In the face of hard evidence, the middle-aged man was speechless. ...

(3) the last salute

In the middle of winter, the fog filled, the leaves withered, and the cold conference room was steaming.

"The old squad leader can work hard for another two years!"

"The old monitor is sixty-six. It's time to retire."

Two voices are arguing in the discussion. Some people say that the old squad leader has the resolute style of the soldiers and can continue to work. There is also a voice that everyone over 60 should retire.

The old monitor stood up with a smile: "I can understand the feelings of comrades." I obeyed the organizational decision and retired to Chengdu to reunite with my family. " But I don't worry about the old people in the community. I have to finish the physical examination for retired people before I leave. "

In the next few days, the old monitor was busy registering the health status of retired people, building a roster, contacting the hospital, and the hospital sent a car to pick them up in the community. The final physical examination date is set at1February 20th.

On a breezy morning, a few drops of dew dotted the flowers and plants next to the doorman in the community. The monitor dispatched six security guards, divided into two groups and stood in a straight line at the gate. The old people filed in when the bus arrived.

The old monitor gave an order: "Attention!"

"salute!" Eight security guards all saluted the old man. These old people who have struggled on the oil front all their lives are also full of energy and striding on the bus, as if they had returned to the team that fought against oil in those days.

In the afternoon, the old monitor found community leaders and discussed the welcoming ceremony to welcome the old people back to the community. Community leaders attached great importance to it, sent drum bands and raised a big banner of "Welcome retired workers to go home healthily".

As soon as the hospital escort car entered the community, drums and firecrackers sounded everywhere. "Welcome! Welcome! " After a long time, the old people got out of the car with a smile and slowly walked into the community with the solemn salute of the security guard.

This final salute will always be fixed in the hearts of the old people, as well as in the hearts of the old class leader and me!