Beautiful mayor's wife

"Who is it?" Chen Juan walked over and opened the door: "Huh? Erkui, Xiaoyue, why are you here?" A middle-aged couple stood outside the door. They were Ding Dahu's younger brother and his sister-in-law. Ding Erkui, his sister-in-law is called Song Xiaoyue.

"Sister-in-law, is my brother at home?" Ding Erkui asked anxiously.

Chen Juan nodded: "Your brother just came back from get off work, what can you do with him?"

"Are Erkui and Xiaoyue here? Come in quickly, don't stand outside." Ding Dahu's voice came from inside the room.

"Yes, let's go into the room." Chen Juan let the door open and greeted Ding Erkui and Song Xiaoyue to enter the room.

"Erkui, Xiaoyue, it's just in time for you to come. You can stay and eat the braised pork that Chen Juan made tonight." Ding Dahu smiled.

"Brother..." Song Xiaoyue's eyes suddenly turned red, and she burst into tears, "You have to save Ding Wu."

Ding Dahu was taken aback: "What's wrong with Ding Wu?"

"Ding Wu...he killed someone..." Song Xiaoyue cried.

"What? Ding Wu killed someone?" Ding Dahu's eyes suddenly widened: "What's going on?"

At this time, Ding Erkui spoke: "More than an hour ago, we suddenly received a call from the police station saying that Ding Wu had killed someone. When we heard that, we were terrified and hurried to the police station, intending to meet Ding Wu to understand the situation. But...the police at the police station didn't let us see Ding Wu at all, so we had no choice but to come to you...Brother, you must save Ding Wu..." At the end, Ding Erkui's eyes turned red .

"Don't worry, I'll call and ask what's going on." After speaking, Ding Dahu took out his mobile phone and called Zhu Shilong.

The phone rang twice and was connected.

"Director Zhu, I'm Ding Dahu. I want to ask you something. Did you arrest a young man named Ding Wu today... Yes, yes, that's him... What did he do? You want to arrest him... ...Killing? Impossible, Ding Wu has always been very sensible, how could he kill? ...What the hell is going on here...For a woman...Why is this Ding Wu so confused...Ding Wu is my nephew...Director Zhu, can you make it easier for Ding Wu to meet him Family... What? You can't be the master? Need to ask the head of Ma Township? Director Zhu, isn't it just a meeting? There is no need to be so troublesome...Okay, I understand, let's do it..." Ding Dahu's face was gloomy Hang up the phone.

"Brother, what's the matter? What did the police station say?" Ding Erkui asked hastily.

Song Xiaoyue also looked anxious.

Ding Dahu let out a sigh of relief: "Ding Wu did kill someone, he has already admitted it."

"Ah?" Song Xiaoyue's eyes went dark, and she fell directly to the ground.

Ding Erkui stretched out his hand to support Song Xiaoyue, and was pinched and artificially resuscitated. After a lot of tossing, Song Xiaoyue was finally relieved.

Song Xiaoyue regained her strength, and immediately burst into tears: "Why did Ding Wu kill someone? Why did he kill someone! How could this happen!"

"Xiaoyue, don't get excited, there must be some misunderstanding, I don't believe Ding Wu will kill people." Ding Erkui comforted.

Chen Juan also came over to persuade Song Xiaoyue.

Under the persuasion of Ding Erkui and Chen Juan, Song Xiaoyue's mood finally stabilized slowly.

"Brother, can you think of a way to let us meet Ding Wu?" Ding Erkui asked.

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult..." Ding Dahu said with a frown.

"You are the deputy head of the township, how dare the police station not give you face?" Ding Erkui asked anxiously.

Ding Dahu shook his head: "You said that I'm just the deputy head of the township. Just now I called Zhu Shilong, the head of the police station, and he said that the head of the township, Ma Xiaoyao, has already intervened in Ding Wu's case. Without Ma Xiaoyao's permission, no one can see Ding Wu." Wu."

"Ah?" Ding Erkui's face changed: "Then what should I do?"

"Dahu, why don't you talk to Ma Xiaoyao?" Chen Juan said suddenly.

Ding Erkui's eyes showed a trace of expectation: "Yes, yes, brother, you go to Ma Xiaoyao to intercede, he will definitely give you face."

Ding Dahu smiled bitterly and said: "You don't know, Ma Xiaoyao and I... are not very harmonious... Even if I go to him to intercede, I guess he will not agree."

"This... this... what should I do..." Ding Erkui was in a hurry.

Song Xiaoyue, who was in a stable mood just now, began to cry again.

Ding Dahu pondered for a while: "At present, I can only go to Secretary Niu for help."

"You mean Niu Zhigang, secretary of the party committee?" Ding Erkui asked.

Ding Dahu nodded: "Yes, only Secretary Niu can help us now."

"Brother, then hurry up..." Ding Erkui regained hope.

"Well, you wait, I'll go to Secretary Niu." After speaking, Ding Dahu stood up, put on his coat, changed his shoes and left the house.

Chen Juan supported Song Xiaoyue to sit on the sofa, and comforted her: "Xiaoyue, don't worry, Duhu will definitely find a way to save Ding Wu."

"Sister-in-law, why do you think my life is so hard... I gave birth to an older daughter, and ran away with someone, and there is no news so far, and now my youngest son committed a murder again... Why does God torture me so much... Woooooo... ..." Song Xiaoyue cried.

Chen Juan stretched out her hand and patted Song Xiaoyue's back lightly: "Okay, stop crying, think about it, Ding Wu will be fine..."

Ding Erkui sat on the side, lowered his head, and kept smoking. He was in a bad mood. When he thought that his son might go to jail...or even be shot, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

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While Ding Erkui felt uncomfortable, there was another person who was also in a bad mood.

This person is Niu Zhigang, Secretary of the Party Committee of Gaohe Township.

Niu Zhigang ran around the city for nearly a day, but he couldn't find a buyer for the turf.

"Secretary Niu, there is a store in front that buys turf." The driver Xiao Zhao said suddenly.

Niu Zhigang's eyes lit up: "Quick, hurry over."

Xiao Zhao immediately stepped up the accelerator and rushed towards the opposite store.

Coincidentally enough, just as Xiao Zhao stopped the car, a middle-aged man came out of the store, holding a bunch of keys and was about to lock the door.

Niu Zhigang got out of the car in a hurry, and shouted: "Don't lock the door...don't lock the door..." As he spoke, he ran to the middle-aged man in a few steps, panting and said: "Boss, don't lock the door... first Don't lock the door..."

The middle-aged man looked at Niu Zhigang suspiciously: "Who are you?"

"Oh, I'm Niu Zhigang, Secretary of the Party Committee of Gaohe Township, Dongcheng County." Niu Zhigang said hastily.

"Niu Zhigang?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment: "We don't seem to know each other?"

"Yes, this is our first meeting." Niu Zhigang smiled politely.

"Just tell me if you have anything to say. After I'm done, I'm going home for dinner." The middle-aged man frowned.

"Excuse me, do you buy turf here?" Niu Zhigang asked.

The middle-aged man nodded: "Yes, it's the purchase of turf, what's the matter?"

"I have a batch of turf in my hand. I wonder if you are interested?" After Niu Zhigang finished speaking, he took out a stack of photos from his pocket and handed them to the middle-aged man: "Here are the photos I took of the turf. Take a look."

The middle-aged man looked at the photos with the help of the light at the door: "You are planting warm-season turf. If I read correctly, it should be bluegrass turf." The variety and type of turf on the photo.

"The boss has really good eyesight, but what I plant is indeed bluegrass turf." Niu Zhigang complimented.

"How many acres have you planted in total?" the middle-aged man asked.

"I planted..." Just as Niu Zhi was about to answer, the cell phone in his pocket rang. Niu Zhigang took out the cell phone, didn't see who was calling, hung up directly, and said, "I planted a total of 100 Acres."

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows: "More than 100 mu? So much?"

"Hehe... I heard that this year's greening construction in the urban area has a relatively large demand for turf, so I planted more..." Niu Zhigang laughed.

"If you had come a month earlier, I would have bought all your turf without hesitation. As for now..." At this point, the middle-aged man stopped suddenly.

Niu Zhigang hurriedly asked, "What's the matter now?"

"Buzzing..."

The phone in Niu Zhigang's hand rang again.

"Crack!" Niu Zhigang hung up without even looking at it.

"Now the situation has changed..." Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, the phone in Niu Zhigang's hand rang again, and the middle-aged man frowned.

Niu Zhigang was also angry, and turned off the phone directly: "Boss, what has changed?"

"A month ago, the green lawns in the urban area were all completed, and there is no need for turf." The middle-aged man was also kind-hearted, and told Niu Zhigang about the recent urban situation.

"Ah?" Niu Zhigang was dumbfounded when he heard it: "The urban area is so large, how did the greening project be completed so quickly?"

The middle-aged man smiled: "The urban area has been engaged in greening construction for several years. Last year, the urban greening construction was almost completed."

Niu Zhigang was completely dumbfounded, no wonder no one was willing to buy his turf. It turns out that the urban greening construction has been completed and there is no need for turf.

"If you planted a small amount, I might be able to find a way to help you sell it, but you planted more than 100 mu at once... I am powerless..." The middle-aged man shook his head.

Niu Zhigang moved the corner of his mouth: "Is there really no other way?"

"No, unless you go to other urban areas to see, but I think the situation in other urban areas is similar to ours." The middle-aged man suggested.

"Boss, please help me. If the turf can't be sold, I can't explain it to the villagers." Niu Zhigang begged.

"I'm really sorry, I really can't help it." The middle-aged man said embarrassedly: "It's getting late, I'm going home." After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man locked the store, greeted Niu Zhigang, and then Left in a van.