Chapter 139 Don’t bear it, I’ll help you



The water tastes slightly bitter.

Song Zhanjin smacked his lips and frowned tightly.

His intuition told him that there seemed to be something wrong with the water, but this was not a cadre school, and there was no intrigue. The biggest conflict was that he and the fool Shi Kai were jealous of each other every day.

Although Du Jianhuai is not a good person, he would not resort to despicable means.

After thinking about it, he felt that he might be too suspicious.

It happened that Wu Hongxia's dog was barking outside. He remembered that he had not fed the dog today, so he poured the water in the cup into the dog food bowl, scooped a spoonful of wheat bran, stirred it well and took it out.

The wind and snow showed no sign of stopping, and there was even a strong north wind. The snow on the roof fell down, but Song Zhanjin didn't feel cold.

In fact, the waves of heat made him a little anxious, his heart felt empty, and his throat was very dry.

So Song Zhanjin turned back to the kitchen and scooped a bucket of cold water into his stomach...

It was getting dark and the collapse site was basically cleaned up.

This inexplicable collapse disaster resulted in three deaths and twenty-five injuries.

Moreover, among these 25 wounded, half were seriously injured. If it were not for Lin Wanjun and Shi Kai's superb medical skills and timely treatment, I am afraid they would be in great danger.

After all, the roads were blocked by heavy snow, and the village doctor's medical skills were limited...

In the original plot, it was because of this special environment that the seriously injured soldiers were left to wait for death. In the end, the New Year of Hanyang Commune was immersed in bleakness and crying.

Thanks to Lin Wanjun's intervention, Hanyang Commune avoided the disaster, while Liulin Farm Commune suffered the unexpected disaster, and most of the victims were young and middle-aged men.

Although Lin Wanjun did not want to use tragedy to gild herself and become famous, in the end, she embarked on the path of the heroine and became a life-saving doctor who was praised and thanked by people because of this disaster.

When they finished treating the wounded and were about to go back, members of the Liulin Farm Commune came spontaneously and gave Lin Wanjun the most precious things.

The eggs I had saved up for the entire winter, the brown sugar I hadn't been able to drink for half a year, and the only white flour I had at home...

The emotions of rural people are simple and sincere.

They will be good to whoever is good to them. Since Lin Wanjun saved the lives of their relatives, they will be good to her with all their heart.

Faced with people's gratitude, Lin Wanjun did not feel any joy at all. Her heart felt heavy, as if someone was strangling her.

The bodies of the three deceased members were still in the shed opposite the collapsed auditorium.

Their family members were wearing white coarse mourning clothes, looking grief-stricken and desperate as they threw paper money into the brazier.

Young children are forced to face the death of their loved ones. They are still ignorant and don’t know what death really is. They just cry and call for their dad, asking him to get up and hug them.

But he won’t wake up again!

Their father, who was as tall as a mountain, just lay quietly in the snow and ice. His life turned into the howling wind and snow tonight, and he was gone forever.

The deputy director of Liulin Farm Commune also had the surname Meng, Meng Yunchang.

He was also injured during the incident, with several bloody wounds on his head, but he had no time to treat his wounds. His heart was filled with guilt and pain.

If he had not chosen to hold a members' meeting today, such a tragedy would not have happened!

Meng Yunchang is the successor trained by Meng Shuangou.

He walked into the house where Meng Shuangou was recuperating in a daze. As soon as he entered the door, he couldn't help crying.

"Uncle San, something happened!"

Meng Shuangou had been lying in the room. He had heard the noise coming from outside a long time ago, but he didn't know what had happened.

Seeing Meng Yunchang's expression at this moment, my heart skipped a beat.

From Meng Yunchang's tearful description, Meng Shuangou learned the truth.

"Who died?"

Meng Shuangou, who has been the village chief for half his life, asked in a trembling voice.

Although he is greedy, he has deep feelings for his hometown and fellow villagers.

Every time Meng Yunchang mentioned the name of a deceased person, Meng Shuangou's heart trembled. The pain overwhelmed him, making him angry and painful.

"Impossible! I personally supervised the construction of the auditorium from beginning to end. No matter the materials or the workmanship, there's no way it could collapse under the weight of a little snow!"

"You said the dilapidated auditorium of Hanyang Commune collapsed. I believe it. That building was a hundred years old, and the pillars were long ago eaten away by insects. But our auditorium is made of the finest materials!"

Meng Shuangou turned over and sat up, thick black blood oozing from his dark eye sockets.

"Someone must be playing tricks! Yunchang, check those four main beams first to see if they've been tampered with!"

Having said this, he paused and clenched his back teeth.

"The pillar of our home must have been sabotaged, and they knew when our commune would hold its general meeting..."

Meng Shuangou calculated the time and suddenly looked at Meng Yunchang.

"That's not right! Today isn't the time for a meeting!"

Meng Yunchang wiped away his tears and said, "Yes, the meeting was originally scheduled for tomorrow, but Yongli asked me to hold the meeting today. She wants to go on stage and accept the criticism on your behalf."

Although Meng Shuangou made a mistake, Meng Yunchang did not intend to criticize Meng Shuangou publicly because they were all relatives, nor would he vent his anger on Meng Yongli.

But Meng Yongli said that a daughter should pay for her father's debts, and she insisted on holding a meeting today to criticize her. She also said that if they did not agree, she would wear a dunce cap and parade around the village.

So this conference took place, but unexpectedly it turned into a tragedy.

"Where's Yongli? Is she okay?"

Hearing this, Meng Shuangou asked anxiously.

Meng Yunchang replied, "Fortunately, Yongli left after the struggle session. Not long after she left, something happened."

Meng Shuangou, who has always been smart, suddenly twitched his eyelids when he heard what Meng Yunchang said.

Before he could speak, Meng Yunchang had already stood up.

"Uncle, I'll follow your instructions and check those four pillars. If it's truly sabotage, I'll make that bastard pay with blood!"

Meng Shuangou opened his mouth to speak, but Meng Yunchang had already left in a hurry.

The door opened and closed again, and Meng Shuangou's heart sank to the bottom.

It's over! It's all over!

At the same time, Song Zhanjin felt a severe fever all over his body.

It felt like there were ants crawling in my heart, moving along my blood vessels to every corner of my body.

His face was flushed and his breathing was rapid. He unbuttoned his cotton jacket and walked outside in the cold winter, trying to cool down with ice and snow.

The stimulation of ice and snow gave him a brief moment of relaxation, but after the coolness, there was a scorching heat that surged into that place from every limb.

Song Zhanjin grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth.

The cold snow melted in his mouth and flowed down his throat, but it did not cool him down. Instead, it was like a fire burning in his chest, making it even hotter.

At this moment, a pair of white and tender arms stretched out from behind him, and the slightly cool and boneless hands pressed against his chest.

A plump and beautiful female body was pressed against his hot back, and Song Zhanjin could clearly feel the undulating curves.

"Zhan Jin, don't hold it back, I'll help you, okay?"

The woman's breath was as fragrant as orchid, so charming that water could almost drip out of it.

Song Zhanjin's eyes were red as he grabbed the woman's wrist and roughly pulled her towards him...

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