Chapter 87: The heart is swaying

Zhang Liangyu saw Ding Changlin standing still, anxious, and said: "Looking for the cadres in the village, investigate the strangers who have come to the village recently, don't you understand what I mean?"

Ding Changlin didn't understand, but he didn't want to, if this was investigated, his parents would definitely know about him, he didn't want his parents to worry about him, not to mention that next, Qi Gaoming wanted him to make every effort to build Feng Dao Theme Park, he wanted to do a good job in official culture in the spirit of Feng Dao, of course, it is a kind of culture and power in the dark line, to hit Qin Fangze's favorite point, and then, he can successfully catch Qin Fangze's line.

"Eldest sister, I'm here to pick up my parents to go to the city today, can you let me go, don't alarm my parents? Please, it's okay, okay?" Ding Changlin clenched his fists and pleaded with Zhang Liangyu seriously, but he really didn't want Zhang Liangyu to investigate at this time.

"No, you take me to the village cadres, I won't expose you, I promise not to let your parents know, as long as there is a trace of killer information, I can't let it go."

Changlin, we are already friends, I understand that you are worried about the safety of your parents, so I followed you all the way to pick up your parents to the city, but you also have to understand me, my intuition will not be wrong. Let's go, I met with the cadres in your village, I know what to say, don't worry. Zhang Liangyu was resolute and honest, which made Ding Changlin feel like a loss no matter how much he wanted to refute.

"Okay, I'll take you. After Ding Changlin said this helplessly, he led the way in front and went straight to the village committee.

The village committee is in the abandoned primary school at the head of the village, and now there are fewer and fewer people staying in the village, and the richer families have gone to the county seat, and even the poorer ones are doing small businesses in the town, and the primary school in the village is in vain, and the scene of the whole village children huddled together to go to school is gone forever.

Ding Changlin didn't know whether this was progress or decline, but the decline or disappearance of the village was happening without any prevention, sometimes when he returned to the village, he saw the overgrown abandoned tile house, Ding Changlin would feel a faint pain in his heart, where should the village go in the future, he didn't know, and he didn't think about it, because at that time, he was not even Liang Guofu's secretary, and these problems were not in the scope of his consideration.

At this time, when Ding Changlin took Zhang Da Beauty through the village, there were constant eyes sweeping over, Ding Changlin kept calling this uncle, that aunt, and even this grandfather and that grandmother, his seniority was very low in the village, which made Ding Changlin very embarrassed, but Zhang Liangyu snickered on the side.

"You're making fun of me again, aren't you?" When Ding Changlin was about to arrive at the village committee, he asked Zhang Liangyu coldly.

"No, no, I have a very low rank in our village, and some people still have to call me grandpa, too grandma, and they are younger than me, and they have always been bullied by them before, so listening to you shout like this, it is very kind. Zhang Liangyu did think of the scene in the village when she was a child, and felt more and more that she and Ding Changlin were actually fellow travelers.

"Are we considered fellow practitioners?" Ding Changlin asked as he turned his head and looked at Zhang Liangyu informally.

"The village committee has arrived, you don't have to give the poor mouth, otherwise I don't have eyes on my legs, hum. Zhang Liangyu raised his face, snorted at Ding Changlin, and walked straight past Ding Changlin towards the village committee.

Ding Changlin looked at Zhang Liangyu's Russian back, his heart beat wildly, the fantasy of his youth, marrying a big beauty in the city, and then holding the hand of his beautiful daughter-in-law back to the village flashed and flashed in Ding Changlin's brain, but unfortunately, Qi Lili never let him go back to the village hand in hand, and finally came back once, it was also chicken manure here, where is pig, dirty to death, complaining constantly, rarely going back to the village twice, both of them were with Ding Changlin vomiting and returning to the city, and it would give him a cold war, abstinence for more than half a month, it turned out that at that time, her heart was on other men。

Ding Changlin's five flavors were presented, but Zhang Liangyu had already entered the village committee, he put away his thoughts, walked a few steps quickly, and followed.

When Ding Ergen, the village party secretary, saw that it was Ding Changlin who was leading a big beauty to come, he warmly greeted him and asked, "Changlin, is this beauty again?"

As soon as Zhang Liangyu heard the word "again", her professional habits made her vigilant, and without waiting for Ding Changlin to respond, she looked at Ding Ergen and asked, "Did a beautiful woman come to the village to find Changlin in the previous paragraph?"

"Yes, yes, Changlin, your beauty is good. When Ding Ergen said this, he kept looking at Zhang Liangyu, because she called Ding Changlin's name Changlin, obviously she had a good relationship with him, this thin egg, I can't see it, the woman is so good, and his wife Qi Lili is also a big beauty, because when Ding Changlin and Qi Lili got married, Ding Ergen went to drink wine and was happy, and at that time, he also used the new daughter-in-law to be three days old, and secretly pinched Qi Lili's buttocks.

Zhang Liangyu doesn't like this village party secretary very much, he looks at her differently from others, others are because they are strange, he is completely a color word, but in order to handle the case, she has to endure it, and patiently asked Ding Ergen: "Do you remember what that beauty looks like?

As soon as Zhang Liangyu's words fell, Ding Ergen laughed proudly.

"You can be regarded as asking the right person, I remember very clearly, the weather that day was also sunny as now, the girl was wearing a sportswear, at first glance, she was the kind who knew a few tricks, and there was a man with her, they came on a motorcycle, the man also practiced at a glance, and there was a scar on his hand, quite long, he must have been stabbed by a knife in a fight. As soon as Ding Ergen's chatterbox opened, he talked endlessly.

Zhang Liangyu hurriedly interrupted Ding Ergen's words when he heard the scar, and asked, "Do you have a photo of them?"

"Yes, yes, yes, that woman is not bad-looking, I secretly took a photo. Guy, I didn't shoot it. Ding Ergen said, happily took out his mobile phone, and called up the photo of the beauty, he didn't care whether the beauty in front of him was Ding Changlin's good look, and whether he would fight for the beauty who found Ding Changlin's house last time.

The drier the fight, the more exciting, boring in the village, those left-behind women, widows, tired of sleeping, if there can be such a glamorous blessing as Ding Changlin, how good it would be, these are all big beauties from the city, touching them makes Ding Ergen's heart sway, and the beauty is dead.

Ding Ergen didn't have any good intentions, Ding Changlin already knew about his affair, but he didn't expect this old thing to dare to stare at Zhang Liangyu with bad intentions in front of him, not because Zhang Liangyu had to find him to find any strangers, Ding Changlin would pull her at this time, lose his hands and leave.

Ding Ergen looked at Zhang Liangyu as if Ding Changlin didn't exist, and handed over the mobile phone.

Ding Changlin leaned over to take a look and blurted out in surprise: "Is it her?"