She looked over and couldn't help but burst out laughing. Then she rested her head on Fu Shen's arm, trying to suppress her laughter, but her shoulders kept shaking.
How can someone have a face that looks like a pig?
One or two resemblance is one thing, but how come there are three?
The two men were short and stocky with dark skin, while Chen Yinmei, the woman carrying a bundle of firewood, was small and thin.
She knew she shouldn't make fun of other people's appearance, but the visual impact was just too great, and she simply couldn't control herself.
Although Fu Shen didn't know why Su Yue suddenly started laughing, hearing her uncontrollable laughter dispelled his previously low spirits, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
Many people heard Su Yue's "pfft" laugh.
Now that I see her laughing, I'm a little confused. What is she laughing at? What's so funny?
Wang Xiaohua, who had been keeping an eye on Su Yue, knew exactly what Su Yue was laughing about.
Wang Xiaohua watched as Su Yue first showed surprise when Fu Bao opened the door and came out. Then, when she saw Fu Zhu peek out, she clearly noticed that Su Yue's expression was about to burst out.
When she heard someone call out that Chen Yinmei was back, she looked over and couldn't hold back her laughter.
Su Yue laughed for a while before raising her head, her face flushed red from trying to suppress her laughter.
Her rosy cheeks were so pretty that you couldn't help but want to reach out and touch them.
Fu Bao was stunned when he saw a female comrade who was even prettier than the educated youth he liked.
Fu Shen noticed his gaze, frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes, and turned to block his view.
After Wu Zhongjian finished his business with the brigade accountant, he heard that Fu Shen had returned.
He immediately strode towards Fu Liugen's house. When he arrived, he didn't see Fu Shenren, but he did see a large group of people densely surrounding Fu Liugen's house.
These people looked at him like he was some rare and precious thing, Wu Zhongjian roared.
“What are you all doing here? Go back and cook. If you’re not tired enough, go back to the fields and do ten more work points for me.”
Upon hearing Wu Zhongjian's voice, everyone was so frightened that they dared not utter a word and slunk away.
Wu Zhongjian's wife fell ill and passed away not long after his second son got married.
With his wife gone and his two sons' relationship strained, he had no interest in managing village affairs and decided to resign from his position as village party secretary.
They found many replacements, but none of them were qualified; they all sought personal gain for their own families.
He doesn't act for his own benefit, and he doesn't have the domineering presence of Wu Zhongjian, so he can't control people at all.
Wu Zhongjian stopped paying attention and when the time came, he went straight to tend to his own three mu of land.
Unexpectedly, villagers came to his door every day to ask him to handle their affairs, leaving the newly appointed village party secretary out in the cold.
Over time, even the new Party Secretary personally came to him to beg for his help.
With no other choice, he once again took on the responsibility of village party secretary.
The villagers were also worried that if they displeased Wu Zhongjian, he would remove them from their positions as village party secretary, and they would be the ones to suffer.
So when they saw him arrive, they were all so scared that they didn't dare to utter a single word.
After the crowd dispersed, Wu Zhongjian finally saw his second son and daughter-in-law sitting on the oxcart.
Beside the oxcart stood a tall, imposing man and a petite, delicate woman.
Wu Guoliang and Wang Xiaohua called out to him at the same time, "Dad."
His voice carried a hint of kindness and respect.
Wu Zhongjian nodded and asked, "You're back? Why did you park the oxcart here?"
Wu Guoliang replied, "Wait for Fu Shen."
Fu Shen and Su Yue turned around. Fu Shen looked at Wu Zhongjian's tired and aged face, and his eyes instantly filled with tears. He called out in a choked voice, "Uncle Wu."
Wu Zhongjian was taken aback and looked Fu Shen up and down. "You're Fu Shen?"
I was filled with emotion. The child had grown taller and looked much stronger. His once childish face had become mature and composed.
If it weren't for that face, he almost wouldn't have recognized him.
Fu Shen nodded vigorously. "Yes, I am Fu Shen, I'm back."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
