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Chapter 87 Heart Swaying

Zhang Liangyu became anxious when he saw Ding Changlin standing still, and then said: "Look for the village cadres to investigate the strangers who have recently come to the village. Don't you understand what I mean?"

It's not that Ding Changlin doesn't understand, but he doesn't want to. If this is investigated, his parents will definitely know about him. He doesn't want his parents to worry about him. What's more, next, Qi Gaoming wants him to go all out to build Feng Dao Theme Park. He wants to use Feng Dao's theme park.

The spirit of Taoism and the culture of being a good official are of course a kind of culture and strength in the hidden line. They hit Qin Fangze's favorite points. Then, he can successfully join Qin Fangze's line.

"Sister, I'm here to pick up my parents from the city today. Can you please let me go and don't disturb my parents? Please, do it well, can you?" Ding Changlin clasped his fists and begged Zhang Liangyu nonchalantly.

But in his heart, he really didn't want Zhang Liangyu to investigate at this time.

"No, you take me to find the village cadres. I won't expose you. I promise not to let your parents know. I won't let you go as long as there is a trace of information about the killer.

Chang Lin, we are already friends. I understand that you are worried about your parents' safety, so I followed you all the way to pick them up in the city. But you also need to understand me. My intuition is not wrong. Let's go.

I met with your village cadres and I know what to say, don't worry." Zhang Liangyu had a determined and frank look on his face, which made Ding Changlin feel like he was wrong no matter how much he wanted to refute.

"Okay, I'll take you there." After Ding Changlin said this helplessly, he led the way and went straight to the village committee.

The village committee is located in the abandoned primary school at the head of the village. Now fewer and fewer people are staying in the village. The richer families have gone to the county town, and even the poor ones are doing small businesses in the town. The primary school in the village is in name only.

, the sight of children in the whole village crowded together to go to school is gone forever.

Ding Changlin doesn't know whether this is progress or decline, but the decline or disappearance of the village is happening without stopping. Sometimes when he returns to the village, he sees abandoned tile houses overgrown with weeds, and Ding Changlin feels a little pain in his heart. What should the future of the countryside be?

He didn't know where to go, nor had he thought about it, because at that time, he was not even Liang Guofu's secretary, so these issues were not within the scope of his consideration.

At this time, when Ding Changlin was walking through the village with Zhang Damei, eyes kept coming towards him. Ding Changlin kept calling him uncle, aunt, and even father and mother. His seniority was very high in the village.

It made Ding Changlin very embarrassed, but Zhang Liangyu snickered from the side.

"You're making fun of me again, aren't you?" Ding Changlin suddenly asked Zhang Liangyu as he was approaching the village committee.

"No, no, I am a very low-ranking person in our village. Some people have to call me Taiye, Taiye, and they are younger than me. I was always bullied by them in the past, so it is very kind to hear you call me that."

"Zhang Liangyu really thought about the scene in the village when she was a child, and felt more and more that she and Ding Changlin were actually traveling together.

"Are we considered fellow travelers?" Ding Changlin asked, turning his head and looking at Zhang Liangyu nonchalantly.

"The village committee is here, stop talking so much, otherwise I won't have eyes in my legs, hum." Zhang Liangyu said with a straight face, "hum" at Ding Changlin, and walked straight past Ding Changlin towards the village committee.

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Ding Changlin looked at Zhang Liangyu's colorful back, and his heart beat wildly again. The fantasy of his youth, marrying a beautiful woman in the city, and then holding the beautiful wife's hand back to the village to show off, was in Ding Changlin's mind.

It flashed again and again, but it was a pity that Qi Lili never let him hold hands and go back to the village. And when he finally came back, it was chicken manure here and pig manure everywhere. It was so dirty that he kept complaining. He only returned to the village twice.

, she returned to the city in a fit of anger with Ding Changlin, and would embarrass him in a cold war, abstaining from sex for more than half a month. It turned out that at that time, her heart was with another man.

Ding Changlin was filled with emotions, but Zhang Liangyu had already entered the village committee. He put away his thoughts, walked a few steps quickly, and followed in.

When Ding Ergen, secretary of the village party committee, saw that Ding Changlin was leading a beautiful lady, he enthusiastically greeted him and asked: "Changlin, who is this beauty?"

As soon as Zhang Liangyu heard the word "again", her professional habits made her vigilant. Without waiting for Ding Changlin's response, she looked at Ding Ergen and asked, "Did a beautiful woman come to the village to look for Changlin some time ago?"

"Yes, yes, Chang Lin, you have a good rapport with beauties." When Ding Ergen said this, he kept looking at Zhang Liangyu, because she called Ding Changlin Chang Lin, and it was obvious that she and him

The relationship is not shallow. You can't tell with these thin eggs. He has such a good rapport with women, and his wife Qi Lili is also a great beauty. Because when Ding Changlin and Qi Lili got married, Ding Ergen went to have a drink and celebrated with his new daughter-in-law.

It's not a big deal, but I secretly pinched Qi Lili's butt and balls.

Zhang Liangyu didn't like the village party secretary very much. He looked at her differently from others. Others looked at her because he was a stranger. He was completely a pervert. But in order to handle the case, she had to endure it and asked Ding Ergen patiently: "You

Do you still remember what that beautiful woman looks like? Is she alone or with someone else?"

As soon as Zhang Liangyu finished speaking, Ding Ergen laughed proudly.

"You have asked the right person. I remember it very clearly. The weather that day was as sunny as it is now. The girl was wearing a sportswear. She looked like she knew a few tricks. There was a man with her.

They came on a motorcycle, and it looked like the man had been trained. There was a scar on his hand, which was quite long. He must have been stabbed by a knife in a fight." As soon as Ding Ergen opened his chat box, he kept talking.

Said.

Zhang Liangyu hurriedly interrupted Ding Ergen when he heard Scar, and asked: "Do you have any photos of them?"

"Yes, yes, yes, that girl is pretty good, I secretly took a photo. As for the guy, I didn't take a photo." Ding Ergen said, happily took out his phone and pulled up the photo of the beautiful woman. He didn't care.

Is the beauty in front of me Ding Changlin's love interest? Is she going to fight over the beauty who went to Ding Changlin's house last time?

The more we fight, the more exciting it becomes. It’s boring to stay in the village. Those left-behind women and widows are tired of sleeping. It would be great if we could have a beauty like Ding Changlin. These are all beautiful women from the city. Touch them.

The whole thing made Ding Ergen's heart sway, it was so beautiful.

Ding Ergen didn't have any good intentions. Ding Changlin had known about his romantic affairs for a long time, but he didn't expect that this old guy would dare to stare at Zhang Liangyu maliciously in front of him, not because Zhang Liangyu insisted on it.

If she asked him to investigate some stranger, Ding Changlin would pull her away and leave in disgrace.

Ding Ergen acted as if Ding Changlin didn't exist, looked at Zhang Liangyu favorably, and handed over the phone.

Ding Changlin came over to take a look and blurted out in surprise: "Is it her?"

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