Chapter 162 Protecting
No matter how serious a man is, he can be unserious when he is lustful.
He Sang's fair neck flushed. "This is the home of Township Chief Wang's mother..."
The second half of her sentence was kissed back to the tip of her tongue and she didn't say it out loud.
Liang Jishen is very good at kissing. He can kiss gently, passionately, fiercely and savagely. He can kiss in many different ways.
He Sang's first kiss was dedicated to a drama performance, but it was just a brief taste. Liang Jishen let her experience what a real kiss is.
After kissing for a while, his body was burning hot and his abdominal muscles were hard. He Sang pushed him away, "Secretary Liang is here..."
He supported himself on the bed and leaned over her, "I can't hear you."
He Sang hid, "I don't believe it."
Liang Jishen's voice was not loud, but the night was so quiet that it was particularly clear, "Liang Jing."
He Sang pricked up his ears.
"A bachelor of thirty-seven."
There was silence next door.
"I didn't hear it." Liang Ji kissed her neck and chest deeply, "Otherwise he would have turned against me long ago."
He Sang still pushed it away, "Not washed yet."
Liang Jishen realized that she really didn't want to do it here. She was thin-skinned and unlike men in this regard, she would do it in the wilderness, the toilet, the woods, anywhere exciting, without any taboos. Women value atmosphere and physical sensation.
He didn't force it and stopped teasing her, "I don't mind you."
He Sang lay on his side, his back to the man, "I think you didn't wash—"
She took a shower last night and boiled three buckets of hot water, one for washing her hair and two for taking a bath. She smelled fragrant from inside to outside.
"Do you dislike me?" Liang Jishen's expression darkened and he pinched her waist. The calluses on his fingertips were rough, and they made He Sang itch and shiver.
The main room was narrow, with the west room and the east room right next to each other. The hoarse whispers of men and the sweet laughter of women drifted out. Liang Jing lay on the bed, rubbing his brow.
A feeling of restlessness.
The third brother is usually arrogant and taciturn. Even in formal occasions, he wears a suit and tie and is serious and serious, which gives people a sense of oppression.
Even as a teenager, he was very patient, steady in his style of doing things, and never let down his team.
Liang Jing understood him, but not very well.
At least Liang Jing didn't expect him to be so flirtatious.
......
After Liang Jishen fell asleep, He Sang sneaked out of the yard and went straight to the small bungalow.
She peeked through the crack in the door and saw the woman, who was indeed disheveled, with a bruised face and a moldy corn cake in her mouth. When they looked at each other, a glimmer of light appeared in the woman's dull pupils, and then went out.
He Sang knocked on the door. "Sister, are you Er...Erguotou...Ergua's wife?"
The woman ignored him and chewed and swallowed in big mouthfuls.
She looked around. The door was probably very old. It had been corroded and bulged by the snow and rain. The core board was rotten and would collapse with a kick from a strong man.
He Sang picked up the lawn mower from the firewood pile. The wooden door was made of discarded horizontal strips of wood, which were damp from the rain and soft, so cutting was not too difficult.
The woman gradually stopped eating, approached her tentatively, and suddenly snatched the knife and cut herself.
The gap in the wooden board became wider and wider. The woman struggled to climb out, and He Sang used all his strength to pull her out.
The woman was not wearing shoes and her clothes were dirty and torn. She was probably scared of being beaten and had no money, so she didn't dare to escape.
He Sang took off his sneakers and handed them to the woman. "I'm staying in the village, so I can't take you in. The highway is full of villagers working on the road, so you should take a smaller road."
She took out three hundred yuan from her trouser pocket and stuffed it into the woman's pocket.
There is no electronic payment service in Xiawa Village, so colleagues in the troupe exchanged their coins for change, which came in handy.
The woman was breathing rapidly, her eyes red.
The next second, he ran towards the trail like crazy.
He Sang calmed himself down, picked up a wooden board and put it back in place, then faked the scene.
She ran back to the house in fear and threw herself into Liang Jishen's arms.
The man was always a light sleeper, so he knew she had gotten out of bed. He thought she was going to the bathroom. Now she was shivering, feeling cold. Liang Jishen was completely awake and hugged her. "What's wrong?"
He Sang shook his head and closed his eyes.
Liang Jishen held her in his arms, warming her with his body temperature. "Are you being bullied?"
She raised her face, her nose was gray and her forehead was sweaty. "Are you going back to Hebei Province tomorrow?"
"Return."
He Sang buried himself in his arms again.
At dawn the next morning, dozens of people gathered outside and banged on the door.
Liang Jishen was washing up in the yard. The village head's old mother went to the county hospital for a follow-up visit. Liang Jing also presided over the county meeting accompanied by the county head.
Including the village chief, there are only three people left in the family.
He Sang knew what was going on and that the truth had been revealed.
The man in the lead, who was very aggressive, was called Ergaizi, a short man with shifty eyes. "They've hidden my wife!"
The village chief glared at him, "They are distinguished guests, why are you hiding your wife?"
"I saw it!" the skinny little monkey behind Ergazi testified. "I went to the restroom, and she was talking to Ergazi's wife through the door! If someone's missing today, who else could it be but her? Who in all these years has been so involved in other people's business in this village?"
The village chief was skeptical and asked He Sang, "Mrs. Liang San...is that you?"
He Sang grabbed Liang Jishen's arm tightly.
He sensed something was wrong, "It's you."
"That woman was covered in wounds, so pitiful." He Sang's teeth chattered, making a grinding sound. "I was the one who let her go..."
Liang Jishen frowned.
After a while, he told the village chief, "Let them withdraw."
The village head stood in front of the villagers and said, "Secretary Liang and Mr. Liang San and his wife are the benefactors of our Xiawa Village. They are here to help you and do practical things for Wanxi County!"
The villagers refused to accept this and started swinging their weapons at He Sang. The village chief blocked their way and said, "You've caused trouble, you'll be sued!"
"What about Erga's wife? Was she lost for nothing?"
They shouted and kept charging forward. Some villagers grabbed He Sang and tore her jeans. She was dragged forward, staggering.
In the chaos, Liang Jishen grabbed He Sang with one hand, pulled him behind him, and smashed the stick with the other hand, breaking it into two pieces. The broken front half flew straight to their feet, splashing a pool of debris when it fell to the ground, and hit the villagers' heads, leaving thin blood marks. They stopped quarreling instantly.
"I've been through a lot of storms, waves, and gunfire. Even the head of Wanxi County has to be respectful when he sees me. Who the hell are you?"
Ergaizi didn't give up, "What about my wife?"
"Your wife?" Liang Jishen narrowed his eyes sinisterly. "Do you have a certificate?"
"I got the marriage certificate at the county civil affairs bureau seven years ago!" Ergazi said confidently, "It's the correct procedure!"
The village chief was also annoyed, "Then why don't you treat your wife well?"
"How have I treated her badly?" he retorted. "I provide her with good food and drink, but she doesn't want to have children. Last year, she got pregnant, but she threw her into a tizzy and lost the baby."
He pointed at He Sang and said, "She lost my wife, she has to pay for it!"
The village chief was determined to keep the peace. Xiawu Village and Shangwan Village were too poor, and some of the villagers were bad and didn't know the law. If Liang Jishen was hurt, he wouldn't be able to explain himself.
The son of the Liang family is extremely respected in Ji Province.
"I'll pay you five thousand dollars, stop making trouble!"
"I don't have a wife anymore, why do I need money?" Ergaizi insisted, "She'll be my wife, one for one!"
Liang Jishen's face was extremely gloomy. He unbuttoned his coat and threw it on the ground. He rushed forward and grabbed Ergaizi's sweater collar, lifted him up completely off the ground, and shoved him hard. Ergaizi fell into the crowd, crushing the front row.
He was incredibly strong, and the muscles in his arms bulged and swelled, as if he were invulnerable to swords and guns.
Liang Jishen unbuttoned his shirt with one hand and walked forward. They held up Ergaizi and retreated step by step. "In our village...you outsiders are beating people up? You're rebelling!"
The shirt was half unbuttoned and no longer restrained. Liang Jishen's back shrugged and he stretched out his hand with murderous intent. They didn't care about Ergaizi and scattered in all directions.
Ergazi looked panicked, "What do you want? You kidnapped my wife..."
Liang Jishen clamped the back of his head and asked, "Do you still want a one-to-one compensation?"
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