Chapter 163: Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger
Ergazi is a bully in Xiawa Village. Those in their twenties are his juniors, and those in their forties and fifties cannot beat him. It is well known in the village that he bullies his wife. The village director has also tried to mediate, but he pretends to repent but continues to beat and scold her behind her back, even starving and freezing her.
"My own woman, why are you meddling in my business?" Ergaizi's eyes widened in anger. "If she runs away, I'll go to the county and sue you!"
Liang Jishen slapped him on the head again and again, the force of steel numbing his upper body. He refused to accept it and struggled desperately, but Liang Jishen slapped him harder. In the end, he felt dizzy and about to vomit. The overnight rice and meat stewed into a paste sprayed all over Liang Jishen's leather shoes.
"The food is good." Liang Jishen lifted his foot and rubbed his leather shoe against his face, cleaning off the dirt on the shoe. "What does your wife eat?"
Ergaizi shook it like a rattle, refusing to let anyone rub it, "What the hell is it to you?"
"His wife eats moldy cakes, and the whole bungalow is filled with a foul smell." He Sang's sweater was torn apart by them, and his skin was bruised. "Why did you force her to have a child? You deserve to be childless."
Ergaizi gnashed his teeth and rushed forward, but Liang Jishen kicked him hard, knocking him down.
"Xiawan Village is my territory. I'll deal with you for the day you stay here!"
"I'll keep you company." Liang Jishen stepped on his head, pressed it into the ground, and crushed it with his shoe sole. "Do you still want my wife to pay you back for it? I'll pay you back, do you dare to touch it?"
Ergaizi was panting and licking his mouthful of mud.
Liang Jishen was most disgusted by such despicable and servile people. He admired those who were brave and courageous. When good and evil, righteousness and evil were in opposition, it was time for a fight. Men fought men, fighting until their heads were broken and bloodied, fearless of life and death. At least that was considered a man.
The village chief standing by was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Ergaizi was a fool and had no real kung fu. When he met a tough guy with iron bones and real punches, he was a complete coward. Liang Jishen would definitely torture him to death if he tortured him like this.
"Mr. Liang San, if something happens to him...it will tarnish your reputation. It's not worth it."
Liang Jishen moved his feet and leaned over to stare at Ergaizi. "Remember this. One, you are not allowed to arrest your wife again. Prepare a divorce agreement and submit it to the township. Two, you are not allowed to marry again. If I find out that you have a woman at home, I will beat you to death."
Ergaizi's hands were clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound, but he didn't move.
Liang Jishen straightened his back and flexed his wrist. Seeing that Ergazi had given in, he turned around, hugged He Sang, and rolled up her sleeves. Her skin was pale, and the bruises on her arms looked hideous. "Did it hurt?"
Her face was not very good, "I have caused trouble for you..."
The man chuckled, "You did the right thing. What caused the trouble?"
"Will that group of people retaliate against us?"
"I'm here." Liang Jishen adjusted her sweater collar and then his own shirt. "Don't you trust me?"
This scene truly frightened He Sang. No wonder the director of his old employer had said that his hometown was in a mountain valley on the southwestern border. When police officers came to rescue a woman, their car drove into the village, and a swarm of villagers, armed with hoes, blocked the road like hooligans. After a long standoff, they finally managed to break free. When they tried to find the woman, the villagers had all hidden away without a trace.
Liang Jishen picked up He Sang and carried her to the east room, teasing her, "Are your legs weak?"
She was embarrassed, "I'm not soft."
"Can't walk without weakness?"
He Sang climbed onto his shoulders and tried to slide down, "I can walk by myself."
"That's enough." Liang Jishen hugged her tighter. "I've had weak legs before, too. Don't lose face."
She was surprised, "When did your legs become weak?"
"When have I ever come back from a business trip without you making my legs go weak?" he said seriously. "You've drained all my blood and essence."
He Sang said nothing.
"Last year, I was in the Northeast for a four-day meeting. I got home in the early morning. You were waiting for me after taking a shower, your eyes gleaming." Liang Jishen put her on the bed and went back to lock the door. "In a few years, you will be as fierce as a wolf in your thirties and as fierce as a tiger in your forties. Will I have a way to survive?"
"I'm not showering to wait for you." She lay down, "I'm sweating from yoga..."
The man looked too lazy to expose her. The more he kept silent, the more He Sang held his breath. "Li Zhen told me that men don't want to be fed and will go out to eat wild food."
Liang Jishen glanced at her indifferently, wanting to smile but not quite.
"Li Zhen didn't have any ideas either, she was just complying with her husband's needs."
Li Zhen said that men are keen on that because they get great pleasure from it. There are not many men with a service spirit. Women's threshold is originally high. Men have poor skills and no patience, and women have no ideas. People like Liang Jishen who have good skills and patience are rare.
He Sang never talked about sex, including with Li Zhen.
After all, Liang Jishen has a special identity. Once his physical signs and habits are spread, the speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously, which will lead to criticism.
But even if it hadn't been leaked, it couldn't have been hidden from Li Zhen's eyes. She said there was a difference between "effective nourishment" and "ineffective nourishment" for women. After following Liang Jishen, He Sang's complexion became radiant and full of vitality, even more voluptuous than a newlywed. So much so that every time she saw Liang Jishen taking He Sang's place, Li Zhen subconsciously glanced at him, lamenting that even in his dormant state, he was twice as thick as Zeng Mingwei.
"You also don't have any ideas?" Liang Jishen caught the key words and pinched He Sang's cheek, pouting it. "You don't have any ideas?"
She squirmed under the covers and said in a muffled voice, "No."
Liang Jishen lifted the quilt and they looked into each other's eyes. His eyes were dark and sharp. He Sang felt a burning sensation in his eyes. He rolled onto the bed with his back to him.
The man tucked the corner of the quilt for her and said, "I see you are soft in every way except your mouth."
The village chief grabbed a little boy who was watching the fun outside the courtyard gate and said, "Go to the village office and tell them to come immediately! The sky is falling, these blind bastards!"
Why did he offend Liang Laosan? He had just donated one million yuan, and his wife was almost snatched away by the villagers to be their wife. They touched and pulled her, which was really annoying.
The village chief stepped over the threshold with trepidation.
He Sang had released Ergazi's wife last night, and he'd been apprehensive since returning to his room, unable to sleep well. After Liang Jishen had coaxed her to sleep, he emerged from the east room and sat in the main hall, regaining his usual grave and serious demeanor from the days at Zhonghai Group.
"How long have you been the village chief?"
"Nine years."
The man lifted the lid of the cigarette box with his fingertips, took out a cigarette from his teeth, and squinted his eyes at him. "You're not planning on being a clerk in the tenth year, are you?"
The village chief took out a lighter, bent over and lit it, and said, "It's my fault for not governing strictly enough."
Liang Jishen brushed his hand away and lit his cigarette with his lighter. "Just because the management was lax, the mistakes are over? Ergazi's wife isn't the only one in Xiawa Village, right?"
"I will definitely investigate."
The man held a cigarette and looked over him at the village director who was rushing over.
The village director parked his electric tricycle at the gate. Liang Jishen glanced at the township head and said, "Think carefully, should I handle it, or should Liang Jing come back to the village at noon to handle it?"
The village chief really couldn't guess the tempers of these two people. In terms of appearance and temperament, Liang Jing was most likely gentle and reasonable, while Liang Jishen was obviously unkind. However, in terms of experience and status, Liang Jing was probably difficult to deal with.
He hesitated for a second, "You handle it."
The village director came in sweating profusely. Before he could say anything, Liang Jishen stood up and said, "You incompetent fellow, what the hell are you doing?"
The village chief followed closely, following the man's side. "I'll call a village committee meeting this afternoon."
"The elections in Xiawa Village aren't very formal," Liang Jishen said with a forced smile, which made the township head shudder. "I'll contact the county government and ask them to appoint you as village director."
The village chief was stunned for a moment.
Liang Jishen's smile faded, and he stepped out to check the fuel gauge. There was a gas station in the village, and the gas was insufficient to drive back to Hebei Province.
Liang Jing returned to Xiawa Village at 11:30. The township head and village director complained to him that the dismissal and demotion were too dramatic. Although Liang Jishen was the second-in-command of a provincial enterprise, there was a difference between power and authority. He was ultimately a businessman, and such actions, which seemed to carry out personal vendettas, were against proper procedure.
"Rob He Sang?"
Liang Jing didn't hear anything else but this sentence.
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