Chapter Twenty-Eight: Shouldn't I Be Angry?

Chen Yang didn't know how many people framed him, but he only knew a few people from Qin Xueming's mouth. As for whether there are others, he doesn't know.

But since it is not clear, except for Qin Xueming, who is in the same camp as himself, everyone else is regarded as a bad guy first.

This may be a bit of a generalization, but at least it won't be unsuspecting.

Chen Yang took a nap at Liu Fu's house, and he slept in Liu Huiyan's room.

This is the first time he has slept in a girl's boudoir, not to mention, Liu Huiyan's quilt is quite comfortable, and there is still Liu Huiyan's young girl's body fragrance on the quilt.

Thinking of Liu Huiyan, Chen Yang couldn't help but shake his head, this little girl looks like a real water spirit, I don't know why she has never given herself a good face, as if she likes to go against herself, and even sometimes has a black belly.

In the evening, Liu Fu and Chen Yang went to Che Lao's house for dinner.

Their cooking level is average, and as soon as they heard that Chen Yang was promoted, Che Lao Gui said that he wanted to celebrate.

Good guy, he is the only one in the village who kills pigs, in addition to meat dishes, even fried vegetables have a lot of pork in them.

Che Laogui's two sons accompany him, and the woman is either busy with the children or busy with the kitchen, and she doesn't serve the table.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the two old men also knew that Chen Yang was now a cadre at the county level, and he was at the same level as the mayor, and they were very happy for him.

"Uncle Kid, why does your pork feel better than anything I've ever eaten before?" Chen Yang took a pair of chopsticks back to the pot and chatted with interest.

When it comes to pork, this old crutch opens the conversation.

"Secretary Xiao Chen, when it comes to this pork, then my old man will come to the spirit. Do you know what breeds of pigs are on pig farms across the country? ”

Chen Yang naturally didn't know that this pig was originally divided into breeds.

He always thought that pigs were pigs.

"The pigs on the market are all big white pigs, and their scientific names are ...... What's it called? ”

Boss Che interjected: "Dad, the big white pig's scientific name is Yorkshire." ”

Che Lao slapped his thigh: "Yes, Yorkshire, that thing is a British species, and it was introduced by our country when it was difficult a few decades ago." The big white pig grows fast, and is not picky, feeds and fattens, and can be slaughtered in three or four months. ”

"But our pig is left by our ancestors, our black pig in southern Anhui, which was born and raised in China. The meat is much more fragrant than the big white pig, that is, the black pig in southern Anhui is slaughtered slowly, and it takes a year to grow, but the lean meat rate is much higher than that of the big white pig, and the nutritional value is also high. ”

Chen Yang nodded thoughtfully.

The pork on the market is generally slaughtered in three or four months, which Chen Yang knows.

"Then this price should be more expensive than the big white pig, right?"

Che Lao sighed: "Alas, how can there be, I sell more than 20 pigs to the village every year, enough for the people in the village to eat, do you say that we can be black-hearted when we sell them to the village?" ”

Liu Fuzi took a sip of wine with a look of disdain: "Don't put gold on your face, I don't know you yet, are you black-hearted?" You're selling expensive, no one buys it, you're expensive, everyone goes to the town to buy it, why do you have to buy your family? ”

"Hello, hello! Occupying the position of village chief for more than 20 years, what have you brought to the village? At the beginning, it was better to give me the village chief and lead everyone to raise pigs. ”

Chen Yang watched the two old men squeeze each other with a grin, but he really liked the taste of this black pork, and it was worth continuing to think about it, maybe this was another way.

Chen Yang, who has experience in later generations, knows that in later generations, the pork of this black pig is much more expensive than that stupid and coarse big white pig, and it is said that the price is two or three times higher.

The wine was drunk until nine o'clock in the evening, when Chen Yang and Liu Fucai went back drunk.

Secretary Xiao Chen ...... Uh, I'll have to call Director Xiao Chen in the future, haha. This time, if you stay in the village for a few more days, everyone will be reluctant to let you go. ”

"Uncle Liu, it's not that I'm not coming back, it's just that my job has been transferred. Besides, although my organizational relationship has been transferred back to the county, the focus of my work may always be in our Nianshan Town in the near future, and I have to go to the town tomorrow to talk to Secretary Zhou. ”

Speaking of this, Chen Yang seemed to remember something.

"By the way, Uncle Liu, you go back first, I still have something in the village, I have to go and pick it up, and I'll go back later, after all, doesn't it have a new owner."

Liu Fuyi waved his hand: "Okay, then I'll leave the door for you." ”

……

Standing outside the door of the dormitory, looking at this small house where he had lived for five years in his previous life and more than a month in his life, Chen Yang had mixed feelings.

Knock?

But Chen Yang really didn't know how to face Zhang Mengjiao.

According to his character, he really didn't want to have anything to do with this woman.

But after all, after talking to her for more than a year and nearly two years of love, Chen Yang still paid sincere emotions.

But with their position of framing themselves, Chen Yang's heart was full of anger and hatred.

Just when Chen Yang stood dumbfounded, not knowing whether to knock on the door, the door opened.

Zhang Mengjiao was only wearing a light purple silk nightdress, and the two points on her chest were slightly convex, and Chen Yang found that she was wearing nothing inside.

I have to say that Zhang Mengjiao's face is very good-looking, especially the hooking eyebrows and eyes, always revealing a sense of charm, and her figure is still good, except that the two balls on her chest are not as exaggerated as the widow Wang, she can be regarded as a graceful beauty.

In such a scene, Zhang Mengjiao, who was only wearing a translucent nightdress and a vacuum inside, had been in love for a year or two, and Chen Yang had never seen it.

It is no exaggeration to say that in the past two years, Chen Yang has only held hands with Zhang Mengjiao on a date to the greatest extent, kissed him a few times occasionally, and never even opened his teeth.

Zhang Mengjiao flashed her seductive eyes and smiled: "Chen Yang, why are you standing at the door stupidly, why don't you come in?" ”

Chen Yang woke up for three minutes and licked his dry lips: "What, I'll take something, I didn't bother you, Secretary Zhang?" ”

The corners of Zhang Mengjiao's mouth hooked, and a pair of exposed slender jade arms hooked Chen Yang's arms, and she introduced Chen Yang into the house with a gesture and closed the door casually.

"Chen Yang, why are you still seeing me outside, what Secretary Zhang and Secretary Li, didn't you always call me Jiaojiao before?"

Chen Yang, who entered the house, didn't sit or sit, he wasn't afraid, but he was a little complicated in his heart.

was originally full of anger towards this woman, but Zhang Mengjiao looked like this, as a normal man, how could Chen Yang not have other desires, not to mention that he had drunk a lot of wine today.

"That...... Well, I'll pick up something and leave. ”

Zhang Mengjiao pouted, coquettishly coquettish: "Chen Yang, are you still angry with me?" ”

"Shouldn't I be angry?" Chen Yang asked rhetorically.

"But...... Think about it, as a woman, I'm a woman, and the photos of my boyfriend sleeping with other women have been passed on to me, who will not be angry? Who will not break up? ”

Then she seemed to be crying: "Chen Yang, can you forgive me?" ”