Personal security

Chapter 97: Almost Counterattacked

Yang Yalan said in a low voice: "Stop talking. Someone will come in to inspect the house soon. I have a way to get Grandpa Shan Shen to agree..." As he said that, Yang Yalan's body turned over and pressed on Zhao Jianhui...

Is there anyone who comes here to check if this kind of thing is done? This is really crazy. What kind of custom is this? It makes people feel ashamed. How could Zhao Jianhui listen to her? He quickly tied up the belt of his clothes and stood up and shook his legs. Don't tell me, this kind of coarse cloth is really good. If it were put on the one Zhao Jianhui originally wore, it would have been long ago. It was wrinkled and out of shape, but there was nothing noticeable about the clothes he was wearing now.

"What are you doing? Do you really want me to die?" Yang Yalan looked at Zhao Jianhui with dissatisfaction, and the expression on her face became more and more solemn. Zhao Jianhui groaned: "Do you know that with just one phone call from me, someone can come and pacify your village? What you do is illegal. Even between men and women, individual wishes must be respected, right?"

"Don't scare me. There are more than 300 people in our village. If this could be done, you officials would have done it long ago. Why wait until now?" Yang Yalan sneered with disdain, and then smiled slightly She sighed: "Anyway, I can't care about tomorrow after tonight. You can do whatever you want." As she spoke, she reached out and opened the door. The sound of gongs and drums outside came in more clearly, and two young people, a man and a woman, walked in as the door opened.

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the little girl who came in. When the little girl saw that the man in the room was Zhao Jianhui, she couldn't help but scream out, and then raised her little hand to cover her mouth. He said in a very low voice: "Secretary Zhao, why is it you?"

Zhao Jianhui looked at Man Xin, who was wearing a national costume, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Who else is it if it's not me? Why did you come home?"

"I sent my brother back with me...Brother, this is the Secretary Zhao I told you. She is a great benefactor to our family." Man Xin said as she pushed the young man. The young man lay on the ground and kowtowed to Zhao Jianhui: "Thank you, Secretary Zhao. If it weren't for you, I would have been beaten to death."

"Are you Man Xiaotian? Man Xin's brother?" This time, it was really Zhao Jianhui's turn to be surprised. Didn't he have time to inspect the house? How could they be brothers and sisters? I really can't understand what kind of messy and stinky rules people in this place have. It's just... Well, Zhao Jianhui really couldn't find a word to describe it for a while.

"Secretary Zhao, you... you..." Man Xin pointed at Zhao Jianhui and Yang Yalan and blushed after asking. He had stayed outside and had seen the outside world, and he felt that some of the rules in his village were really unreasonable and unreasonable. But as a little girl, she didn't have the courage to say anything.

Zhao Jianhui knew what she was asking and glanced at Yang Yalan. Just as he was about to speak, Yang Yalan smiled miserably and said: "Manxin, don't ask anymore. People look down on me. Now I will go out and be baptized by the God of Fire... …”

I don't know what happened, but when I heard Yang Yalan say this, Man Xin felt relieved for no reason: "Brother..." Man Xiaotian grabbed Yang Yalan who was about to walk out: " Village Chief Yang, don’t go out, you won’t be able to survive if you go out now.”

"Then what should we do?" Yang Yalan turned around and glared at Zhao Jianhui sadly, with all the resentment on her face at this time.

"Village Chief Yang, please continue to stay in the room. My brother and I will go out and say it has been verified." Man Xin said indifferently. Yang Yalan's face turned green: "No, you are deceiving the gods, and you will be punished."

"Village Chief Yang, Chief, if you are willing to go out and take a look, you will understand that the outside world is really different from what we know. There are no gods anywhere. They are all made up by the great wizard himself. "

"What nonsense are you talking about? Things that have been passed down by our ancestors for thousands of years are made up by great wizards? You are simply blaspheming and having no ancestors. I..." Before Yang Yalan finished speaking, Zhao Jianhui hummed from behind: "Everything Manxin said is right. If you have time, you can go out for a walk. I know. Are you willing to die to believe in that illusory thing? Have you seen it with your own eyes when the great wizard says that he will show his true form tomorrow? Do you dare to say that tomorrow? If you worship the mountain god, the wine in the vat will never turn red.”

"You...how dare you say that?" Yang Yalan looked at Zhao Jianhui in horror and asked.

"Why don't I dare? That's just the most basic chemical reaction that the great wizard uses drugs to create. What's so magical about it? Man Xiaotian, since you are a doctor, don't you believe that too?" Zhao Jianhui replied. He turned his head to Man Xiaotian and asked.

"I...I only know that there are many ways to make clear water red. I..." He is an outsider in the village. Most of the people in this village are named Yang. Even if they are not named Yang, they are not named Yang. The wife of the man is the husband of the woman named Yang. How dare Man Xiaotian talk nonsense?

"You look like a fool." Zhao Jianhui glared at him, then turned to Yang Yalan and said, "Village Chief Yalan, can we do this? If the mountain god turns the wine red tomorrow, I will not only not want your village to move away, but I will stay here and be your husband. I will do whatever you say. I will absolutely listen to you. If the mountain god does not turn the wine red, then you will listen to me. You will be responsible for mobilizing the villagers to move, and the conditions I promised you will remain unchanged. I will definitely find a Feng Shui treasure land for your village, and then build a martyrs' cemetery in the county town and erect a tall monument. Do you think this will work?"

"I... I don't know..." Yang Yalan glanced at Zhao Jianhui, with deep hope in her eyes. Her voice was very low, and she rubbed her belt with both hands. She looked like a girl who had not yet grown up.

Seeing this scene, Man Xin couldn't help but smile, stretched out her hand and pulled Man Xiaotian out.

The next morning, Zhao Jianhui was awakened by the sound of birds. He opened his eyes and found that Yalan beside him had disappeared. His clothes were still intact on his body, which made him feel relieved. Dealing with this woman was even harder than dealing with those big drug lords. Yesterday, Yang Yalan and Zhao Jianhui stayed in the room, one of them tossed and turned on the straw mat beside the fire, while the other tossed and turned on the only bed, unable to sleep. He was terrified all night that this woman would go crazy again, and Zhao Jianhui fell asleep only when the cocks crowed in the distant mountains and the day was about to dawn.