As soon as he walked to the door, Chen Zizhou was stunned. He thought he had heard wrongly. He shook his head and looked back at Liu Haiyan. Her gentle eyes were looking at him boldly, longing for him.
The longing in those eyes was not the same as that of Yu Xiaohong. Chen Zizhou could see the loneliness and melancholy in them. He suddenly understood how difficult it was for Liu Haiyan, a young woman, to endure seven years. What did she want?
The embrace of a man.
Chen Zizhou no longer hesitated, turned around and strode over, opened his broad arms, hugged Liu Haiyan tightly, gently touched her sweaty back with his hands, and comforted her like a man: "Sister Haiyan, you are suffering.
La!"
Liu Haiyan hugged his waist tightly with her hands, rested her head on his shoulder, and suddenly started sobbing hard and silently, her whole body shaking slightly with the sobbing.
Chen Zizhou didn't have any evil thoughts at this moment. He patted her back and said, "Don't cry. I will help you in the future. I will do what I say and do my best to prevent you from suffering anymore."
Liu Haiyan hugged her tighter and tighter. She had not been in the arms of a man for seven years. Her lonely heart longed for a safe and strong embrace, and Chen Zizhou made him feel this way. At this moment, she wanted to be in the arms of this man so much.
, have a good sleep, she was so moved that she was speechless.
Chen Zizhou was worried that he couldn't help it, so he pushed her arm away forcefully: "Sister Haiyan, I have to leave. If I don't leave, I will commit a crime."
"No, Zizhou, hug me again," Liu Haiyan leaned closer to his arms and hugged him harder with both hands. She naturally felt it, but she needed this hug so much in her heart.
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After hugging her for a long time, Liu Haiyan calmed down. She found that her whole body was gradually getting hot, and she knew that she could no longer hug her. She took a step back slightly, raised her head and looked at him gratefully: "Thank you," and then lowered her head shyly.
He raised his head and murmured: "I'll give it to you when my sister thinks about it," and then gently pushed him out.
Wow, although Chen Zizhou was pushed out of the door, Liu Haiyan's last words and charming words made people's blood boil. I didn't expect that the strong young woman who had guarded her innocence for seven years actually fell in love with herself so quickly. I was not happy.
no.
Chen Zizhou hummed a little tune and went back to sleep.
At noon the next day, Chen Zizhou helped Liu Haiyan thresh grain and went home. Just after lunch, Yu Xiaohong ran outside the house in a panic, with a worried look on her face.
Chen Zizhou's heart skipped a beat. He was helping Liu Haiyan when he disturbed the village woman. She got jealous and came to the door to make trouble, right? He hurriedly walked to the door, trying to block her out.
When Yu Xiaohong saw him, she opened her mouth and said nervously: "Assistant Chen, Che, Secretary Che is back. He asked me to call you to his house. Okay, he seems very angry."
Mom, feelings are his son’s business. He wants to seek revenge on me, but I’m not afraid of him. Anyway, he’s on his side, and it was his son who made the first move, so he’s not afraid of anything. Chen Zizhou said loudly:
"Walk!"
On the way, Yu Xiaohong, who was following closely behind him, was worried that he would suffer a loss, so she reminded him in a low voice: "Secretary Che is a village tyrant, and his family has connections with gangsters in society. You'd better apologize to him."
Entering Che Zhengguo, Che Zhengguo sat on a chair with an angry look on his face, glaring angrily at Chen Zizhou as he walked in. At first glance, he was suppressing his anger.
Chen Zizhou chuckled: "Secretary Che, do you have anything to do with me? If anything happens, just give me my instructions."
Secretary Che shouted at Yu Xiaohong behind him: "Yu Xiaohong, go back first, you have nothing to do here!"
Yu Xiaohong was extremely reluctant, but still walked away tremblingly.
Che Zhengguo did not ask Chen Zizhou to sit down and asked in a low voice: "Chen Zizhou, when you come to our village, you have to figure it out. You are just a village official. You have to figure out what you should do and what you should not do. Otherwise,
If something happens, I can't protect you!"
Isn't this a threat and warning from Chi Nanu? Being framed by Che Zhengguo one after another, Chen Zizhou felt that he had to be strong, otherwise he would only be bullied. He snorted coldly: "Secretary Che, since I was sent by the town
Village cadres have the right to interfere with anything in the village. I know very well what should be done and what should not be done.
.If Secretary Che wants to guide me in my work, I am happy to accept it. If he wants to exploit my job responsibilities, then please go to the town government and transfer me. Secretary Che doesn’t have to worry about me. It is not a dark society now.
The government and laws protect me, and if anyone wants to harm me, I will not let him go unpunished."
Che Zhengguo never expected that this little outside village official would dare not listen to his threats. Looking at the town, even the secretary and mayor had to respect him. Thinking of how embarrassed his son was caused by him,
He really wanted to beat him up, but in the end this matter was his son's fault and could not be brought to the table.
He said with a livid face: "Chen Zizhou, you are so courageous. Since you don't listen to my advice, I won't talk to you anymore. However, I have to remind you that young people should not be too self-righteous and go to some mountain.
No matter what song you sing, only those who know the current affairs will be distinguished."
Chen Zizhou was full of energy and said without hesitation: "Thank you, Secretary Che, for reminding me. However, I also want to remind you that I just want to do my job well and do something for the people. If anyone blocks my work tyrannically, I will also
It won’t be a soft persimmon.”
After saying that, Chen Zizhou walked out. Che Zhengguo was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. With a bang, he punched the table hard. Damn it, if I don't give you some clues, you don't know what it means.