Chapter Forty-Four The Throwing Shoes Fit Their Feet
But what Wang Yichen didn't expect was that the next morning, when he rode his bicycle excitedly to work at the village headquarters, as soon as he entered the house and before he sat down, a call came from the village.
The person who answered the phone happened to be Yang Zhiyin.
The village phone number is on his desk.
When Yang Zhiyin heard it, he heard that it was the voice of Gong Jie, the minister of the local military department. He often went to the countryside and was very familiar with many cadres in the village. Although he had no contact with Gong Jie, he knew each other.
"Minister Gong, I called you early in the morning. Is there something wrong?"
"Of course I have something to do. Why am I calling you when I have nothing to do? Village Chief Yang, there is a notice from the township asking your militia company commander Wang Yichen to come to the township immediately and go to the county for a meeting."
"What, we need another meeting with the militia company commander? Why is the meeting so urgent?"
"I'm not sure about this. It seems that leaders from the city came to inspect the work. The county also called me early in the morning and asked me to take Wang Yichen to the county quickly. I kept asking that I would arrive this morning.
.No, as soon as I put down the phone, I will give you a notification in the village! Is Wang Yichen here?"
"Here...here." Yang Zhiyin glanced at Wang Yichen with complicated eyes, and said reluctantly and feebly: "Wang Yichen, your phone." After saying that, he put the phone on the table.
Yang Zhiyin spent the night fooling around with the proprietress Lan Xiaoling in a small restaurant on Bashixiang Street. It was just starting to turn pale and he was about to get out of bed.
Lan Xiaoling was sleeping soundly when she was woken up by him, so she asked him: "Brother Yang, why are you up so early?"
Yang Zhiyin lowered his head and kissed Lan Xiaoling, and said affectionately: "It's almost dawn. If I don't leave quickly, people will find out. How bad that would be!"
Lan Xiaoling grabbed him and said: "Oh, look at you, old man, you are not afraid of women like me, what do you have to be afraid of? If you lie down for a while, you will not even enjoy the blessings. If you are afraid of wolves in the future,
If you are afraid of tigers, don't come here next time, otherwise I won't be able to get a good night's sleep!"
As soon as Yang Zhiyin heard what Lan Xiaoling said, he felt embarrassed to get up again, so he had to hug Lan Xiaoling obediently and said: "Baby, didn't someone see me and it's bad for your reputation?"
"Okay, Brother Yang, please stop saying all the nice things. Are you afraid that others will see it and ruin your reputation? Are you afraid that your wife will know about it? Are you afraid that my reputation will be bad?
?Who doesn’t know that there are many disputes in front of a widow? I know what I am like in the eyes of others, and I don’t care about it for a long time. I am drunk now, and I am drunk now. In a few years, I will be old and yellow, and I want men to get under my bed.
, they still dislike me! Brother Yang, when you arrive, won’t you avoid me too?”
Lan Xiaoling's sharp tongue made Yang Zhiyin feel very embarrassed. He quickly comforted Lan Xiaoling with a hug and said: "Good girl, look at what you said, who do you think your elder brother is? Don't worry, no matter what happens,
At that time, you were my eldest brother’s sister and my darling! If I forget you one day, I will be struck by lightning!”
"Really? What if I get married? Do you still feel sorry for me?"
This woman is always sharp in her words, but she can't answer questions or ask questions, which makes Yang Zhiyin feel so angry. If you get married and end up in the arms of another man, and you still make me feel sorry for you, am I a bitch? But this
In front of Lan Xiaoling, he didn't dare to say what was on his mind, so he smiled calmly at Lan Xiaoling and said, "Sister, your position in my heart is more important than my wife's.
, I have no choice but to love you. Do you believe it? If my wife can divorce me today, I will marry you tomorrow!"
In order to express his feelings, Yang Zhiyin spoke freely. When his wife was not in front of him, he dared to talk and say anything.
"Then, I will go talk to my sister-in-law today. Do you dare?"
I didn’t expect that this Lan Xiaoling would really take things seriously and make Yang Zhiyin so embarrassed. Why is this girl so stubborn when she talks and thinks about things? How could I dare to marry a woman like you?
"Sister, this is not a casual joke. How can you do it casually? Of course I want to be with you, but I have to think about it in the long run. Don't you think so? We can't put the two of us together just for the sake of a momentary impulse.
Don’t you want your reputation?”
"Hehehehe, Brother Yang, please stop pretending. Girl, I don't know you yet? Don't worry, I won't be so shameless! Besides, if I marry you, how will I live my life? I will be in constant fear all day long.
I’m afraid you’ll be having sex with other women outside, so I won’t do it! Aren’t you tired?”
Lan Xiaoling's scolding made Yang Zhiyin feel relieved, but she also felt extremely uncomfortable. Who did she become when such a shameless woman was shamelessly scolded? She didn't even want to be such a woman.
Marry yourself!
Lan Xiaoling looked sideways and saw Yang Zhiyin lying there with an unhappy face, staring at the ceiling. Knowing that he was a little embarrassed by what she said, she quickly got up and lay on Yang Zhiyin's body to act coquettishly.
"Oh Brother Yang, why do you take it so seriously when I just say something casually to you? How come your old man's mind is smaller than that of a woman like me? Okay, don't look down on me, sister.
It’s wrong, I’ll make it up to you, sister, okay?”
As Lan Xiaoling spoke, she reached out to Yang Zhiyin's lower body, gently held it and rubbed it, and the thing became shamelessly hard. Yang Zhiyin could not stand such temptation, and ignited a raging wildfire all over his body. He turned over and pulled Lan Xiaoling
Xiaoling was pressed under him. Amidst the woman's exaggerated screams, Yang Zhiyin frantically vented the nameless fire in his heart...
After rolling off Lan Xiaoling, the sky was already brightening. Yang Zhiyin got up in a hurry, went out, got on his motorcycle, and returned to Daozi Village early.
Unexpectedly, the first call I received when I came to the village headquarters early this morning was actually from Wang Yichen. Moreover, it was this person from the military department who made Wang Yichen popular in the village.
He just got a reward for being an advanced civil mediator in the county. The county's armed forces department wants him to go to a meeting again. Maybe he will get another bullshit reward. Damn, this is really a shoe-in for others.
Unexpectedly, the small shoes that were thrown at her were just right for her feet, and she had set a trap on her, which turned out to be her bad luck.
"Hey, it's Minister Gong. Do you have something to ask me for? Oh, I'm going to the county for a meeting. Oh, okay, I'll go to your place right away and go with you. Okay, okay."
Wang Yichen put down the phone and said to Yang Zhiyin: "Village Chief Yang, look, is there anything else you need me to do? I'm going to the countryside right now to have a meeting with Minister Gong in the county."
"Go! Go! Go back quickly. There are a lot of things waiting for you to deal with these days! I didn't expect that you would have to leave for a few more days."
Indeed, what Yang Zhiyin said was correct at all. During the period when Wang Yichen left, almost every village group had something waiting for him to handle, but others could not handle it.
It's also strange. Without Wang Yichen, things in the village could just go by. But with Wang Yichen, it seems that everything in the village suddenly cannot do without him. When he is gone, there are some things that no one can handle.
The villagers involved were just not satisfied. They would rather wait for Wang Yichen to come back than let other cadres handle it. They said they couldn't handle it well and they were dissatisfied.
Yang Zhiyin felt so unbalanced that he was about to explode with anger. He didn't understand why, with Wang Yichen's appearance, he, the village chief, couldn't do anything. Alas, he had lived half his life, why could he not be as good as a village leader?
Chapter completed!