Chapter 20 Chapter 20 Another lover of Widow Song Bai...
Secretary Zhao, the local tyrant of the Dongfeng Brigade and a frequent attendee of Huaiqi Commune meetings, was beaten on the territory of the Dongfeng Brigade!
The news spread like a whirlwind throughout the area. The things about replacing Zhao Weimin and Bai Guafu became the latest and hottest topic in the Dongfeng Brigade. Speculations about the reason why he was beaten also became a new topic of conversation among the production team members.
"I heard that Secretary Zhao was beaten up because he went to see Widow Bai and was bumped into by her other lover!" Xu Daya broke off a corn and threw it into the basket, his mouth raised high in a grin, making his teeth look even bigger.
Song Bai Guafu's other lover, Ruan, curled the corners of his mouth and picked all the corns on a stalk with a snap.
Xu Daya raised his eyebrows: "Wow, Xiao Song works very efficiently."
Song Ruan smiled and said, "After all, we have been practicing for several days. I can't hold you back, right?"
As the autumn harvest was approaching, the village did not have much time for them to practice. Originally, they were supposed to study for a week, but in fact, they only studied for two or three days before disbanding these new educated youth and assigning them to different teams.
Xu Daya and Song Ruan have a good relationship, and seeing that she is efficient at work, he took the initiative to ask her to come over, and they are getting along well so far.
The main reason was that she loved to talk nonsense, but Song Ruan was not only not annoyed, but every time she would open her big eyes and ask her what happened next. Her desire to perform was fully respected and satisfied, and she talked even more enthusiastically.
To put it simply, it's like the funny man meets the straight man, the storyteller meets the tea drinker, it's a match made in heaven.
Apart from anything else, she likes Song Haoruan more and more. He is more caring than those stubborn sons at home.
The skinny old lady retorted: "No way, I heard that Secretary Zhao was beaten because he came across a black market transaction in the commune and wanted to report it."
Song Ruan was amazed: "I didn't expect that our brigade's Secretary Zhao is such an upright and honest cadre!"
"That's fine, you just got here and don't know, so you can say such nonsense." Xu Daya rolled his eyes in disgust. "I would believe you if you said it was the captain who wanted to report me, but what about that old bastard Zhao Sanzhu? I'm afraid he ran into the transaction and asked for hush money, and got beaten because he asked for too much."
“What the hell?” Xu Daya straightened up suddenly. “It’s possible that this is true! Otherwise, why didn’t he say anything after being beaten? He must be feeling guilty!”
Song Ruan blinked her eyes, innocently saying, "Ah? Aunt, now that you mention it, I remember that I haven't seen Secretary Zhao in the past few days."
The skinny old lady listened to their conversation and slapped her thigh: "That makes sense!"
She quickly jumped to another field and muttered to the other side through the dense corn stalks: "Have you heard that our Party Secretary Zhao was probably beaten because he extorted money from the black market. Can you imagine what good things can come from people who dare to work in the black market? When he went up to extort money from people, wasn't he beaten?"
"Fuck, I never thought Zhao Nimao was so greedy that he even dared to confront people in the black market. Do you think you have five dollars?"
Song Ruan pinched her throat and said, "Not really. He is an official after all. He won't do this for five dollars. He should be more."
I don't know which direction this sentence came from:
"Yes, I also estimated that it was more than that. Zhao Nimao is usually greedy. I think it is ten yuan."
"Wow, ten dollars! No wonder he didn't say anything when he was beaten. If I were in his place, I would be happy to go there too, but I would get beaten up, wouldn't I?"
"Seven bucks is all I need!"
There was a heated debate in the cornfield.
Song Ruan was like a shit stirrer, stirring things here and there. The corn stalks were tall and dense, and the corn leaves were thick and long, which was simply the best cover. She moved around nimbly like a special forces soldier, carrying corn without anyone noticing anything was wrong.
#On the birth of rumors
By the time work was over at noon, the rumor had spread to the point that Secretary Zhao and the black market people were fighting over an uneven division of the spoils. Although it looked miserable, he actually gained a lot and it was hard to tell how proud he was inside.
Secretary Zhao, who was lying on the bed with his neck tilted back and his butt sticking out, touched his butt carefully and let out a cry of pain, as if a maggot was twitching.
A few chestnut balls fell under the chestnut tree, and when he rolled down, he happened to sit on them. The problem was that the parts with thick flesh were okay, but there was one that stuck right on the side, and it hurt every time he took a shit. He couldn't tell anyone about this! It hurts him so much!
"Son of a bitch, which bitch kicked me? Wait till I find you, I'll take you to the farm and beat you to death."
He cursed angrily, looking at the enamel pot next to him, which was empty, and slammed the table: "You old woman, don't you have any sense? Why don't you come and pour me some water? I feed you for nothing."
Li Meihua, with a white scarf wrapped around her head, walked in timidly, poured him some water, and helped him drink it.
She hesitated for a while holding the cup, then stood beside him and said in a low voice: "They said outside that you were beaten because you extorted someone from the black market, and you also shaved thirty dollars from him..."
"Bullshit!" Secretary Zhao jumped up suddenly, pulling the wound on his buttocks, and fell down with a cry of pain.
Li Meihua was so scared that she took a step back.
Secretary Zhao didn't care at all - he didn't care at all, and cursed: "Why are you still here? Go cook! Do you want to starve me to death?"
Li Meihua raised her eyes and stared at him, then quickly retracted them, answered in a low voice and went out.
Secretary Zhao angrily cursed: "Don't let me catch you, you son of a bitch, why are you wasting your time on this kid..."
Song Ruan sneezed twice in a row.
Xu Daya dumped the last basket of corn into the cornfield and swore, "Someone is scolding you."
Song Ruan was not happy: "Couldn't it be that my parents miss me?"
As he was speaking, he saw a woman wearing a sun hat twisting her waist and walking towards the brigade headquarters.
Song Ruan immediately recognized that this was the woman who had planned with Secretary Zhao on the mountain that day to torture her, and pulled Xu Daya: "Who is that?"
Xu Daya looked up and winked at her, "I was talking about her this morning, the White Widow."
"White Widow..." Song Ruan murmured in a low voice.
"Xiaoruan, Xiaoruan, come here." Tian Huini called her from the ridge outside the field.
Seeing Song Ruan looking at her coldly without moving, she didn't feel embarrassed and ran over happily.
"Xiaoruan, I know you have a misunderstanding about me. It's okay if you don't let me eat your warm house meal..."
Oh, there's something going on again.
The eyes of Xu Daya and his companions suddenly lit up, and they were reluctant to leave. The skinny aunt took the initiative to work overtime for the first time. She squatted down as if she wanted to tidy up the messy pile of corn. She looked very busy, but the pile of corn was still the same after half a day.
Several of them were half-straightening up like a nest of groundhogs.
Tian Hui Ni glanced at a few people intentionally or unintentionally, and the smile on her face became more gentle and generous: "I know you are young and some things are not well thought out, but I am older than you after all, so I should be tolerant..."
You're trying to use me to gain fame, right?
Song Ruan interrupted: "You didn't take advantage of me, so you tolerated and spread rumors that I stole things, right?"
Wow!
Xu Daya and the others leaned back in unison.
Tian Hui Ni didn't expect her to speak so directly, and she was stunned.
Who would fall out with someone in front of so many people? Is Song Ruan sick?
After all, they are all educated youth and belong to the same faction. They should stick together in the unfamiliar Dongfeng Brigade. Even if there are some minor conflicts, they should endure them and consider the overall situation. Aren't they afraid of being laughed at if they make it public?
Does she have any self-respect?
Seeing the group of peasants pointing at her, their faces became even uglier: "It was just a misunderstanding, Xiaoruan, don't make a fuss about it. Don't keep harping on it."
Song Ruan was too lazy to listen to this vile woman's words: "Just tell me what you want from me?"
Tian Huini's eyes turned red, and she bit her lip and said, "Xiaoruan, how could you think of me like this?"
Song Ruan turned and left.
"Xiaoruan, Xiaoruan!" Tian Huini called out to the two of them repeatedly, but seeing that she had no intention of looking back, she stomped her feet and chased after them.
Xu Daya and his companions followed in stealth like a tunnel commando team.
Tian Huini finally caught up and pulled Song Ruan's sleeve, not daring to pretend anymore: "I heard that you are going to treat everyone to a warm house meal today. Secretary Zhao happens to be unwell. Why don't you go and give him a bowl and express your concern for us educated youth?"
Song Ruan black question mark face.
No, sister, you are thinking well. Let's not talk about whether she is walking into a tiger's mouth by delivering gifts to that old pervert Secretary Zhao. Secretary Zhao is a normal cadre, so why should she express her concern for all the educated youth by delivering meals? She looks like a sucker, doesn't she?
Moreover, she had already invited the team leader, and now she was sending one to Secretary Zhao. Should the remaining village accountants also send a bowl?
The village accountant has given it as a gift, so does the scorekeeper have to get a bowl as well? Since she has given gifts to so many people, shouldn’t she also give some to Xu Daya, who gets along well with her? Xu Daya gave it to her, so it seems that the skinny old lady should also give it to her?
If I don't send it, I will offend people. If I send it... this string of people is almost like the Calabash Brothers. How come she is the granary?
Besides, she has just come to deliver food to so many people, and it’s obvious on her face that “you’re stupid, you’ve got lots of money, you’re just a sucker, come here quickly”, how can she live in the future?
She looked at Tian Huini with twinkling eyes and said, "Oh my god, why is your surname Tian? Your surname should be Du, also known as Five-Step Snake and nicknamed Poison Scorpion."
Song Ruan sneered, looking at the group of intelligence agents who were following behind him, and said loudly: "What? You are so concerned about Secretary Zhao's situation. You feel sorry for him."
What!
Xu Daya and the others all poked their heads out, like moles coming out of a hole.
Does this female educated youth feel sorry for Zhao Nianmao? Zhao Naimao is not a good cadre who serves the people. He is as greedy as a rat. Why should she feel sorry for him? How can she, a grown-up girl...
Big girl!
Is that possible?
Several people's eyes suddenly widened and they looked Tian Hui Ni up and down carefully. It shouldn't be like this. This girl looks quite smart. How could her taste be so bad?
This is too...
Unheard of! Unheard of!
Several people seemed to have eaten a big melon and started winking at each other.
Tian Hui Ni was being looked at like a searchlight by several people. She suddenly realized what was happening and her face turned red. "What nonsense are you talking about!"
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