The Easy Village Chief novel Chapter 2

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Desire was an endless river, causing people to be addicted to it.

Just as Wu Peace was indulging himself with the purple grapes, the door was suddenly kicked open. A furious woman with murderous eyes barged in.

"Zhang Lianhua!" Wu He and Yu Juanjuan let out two completely different voices.

Zhang Lianhua obviously knew the result. She rushed up and slapped Yu Juanjuan, cursing, "You slut, a bitch who has been trampled by thousands of people, how dare you seduce my husband. You motherf * cker, I'll let you die here today."

Yu Juanjuan didn't have time to dodge before her hair was grabbed by Zhang Lianhua. Due to the pain, she stood up.

Wu Ping was embarrassed and wanted to pull Zhang Lianhua. Who knew that he would be directly kicked by Zhang Lianhua and almost fall to the ground? Zhang Lianhua grabbed Yu Juanjuan's hair and punched and kicked her. Yu Juanjuan screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

Outside the door, a face was looking into the house. His eyes were definitely gloating. Hey, isn't this face the one in the corn field at the entrance of the village? This guy was gloating while greedily looking at Yu Juanjuan's pair of big steamed buns.

Zhang Lianlian continuously kicked Yu Juanjuan. Wu Peace was afraid of attracting the attention of the villagers at this time, so he hardened his heart and slapped Zhang Lianlian several times. "Get the hell back. Aren't you afraid of losing face?"

Zhang Lianlian threw Yu Juanjuan aside and pounced towards Wu Pingping. Her hair was messy and there were traces of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. She really looked like a shrew. She kept saying dirty words, "Wu Pingping, you hit me for this bitch. Good, you coward of the Wu family. Your mother f*cked you. If you have the guts, beat me to death today."

Yu Juanjuan took this opportunity to quickly find a shirt and put it on. She was ready to rush out of the house. Seeing that Yu Juanjuan was about to run away, Zhang Lianlian ignored Wu Pingping and shouted outside the door, "Buttface, stop that bitch!"

Hearing this, Buttface, who was standing outside the door, wanted to jump up and stop Yu Juanjuan. However, when he saw the murderous look in Wu Pinghe's eyes, he froze and didn't dare to move. Yu Juanjuan took the opportunity to run into the courtyard. At this time, the neighbors around them heard the shouts and ran over to watch.

At this time, Zhang Lianhua also chased out. Seeing that there were a lot of people around the gate of the courtyard, she sat on the ground and began to cry. As she cried, her hands kept on hitting the ground. She kept cursing, "Wu Pingan, you really aren't a thing. If your mother raised you, you would do such a thing. You are still the fucking village chief. You are an X..."

More and more people were watching. Zhang Lianhua was also becoming more and more noisy. The surrounding crowd roughly understood what had happened. They were all laughing and watching the fun. No one came up to stop the fight.

Wu Pingan stood in the middle of the courtyard. His face was so red that he wanted to find a hole to hide in. As the village head, he was caught in bed. How could he see people in the future?

At this critical and awkward moment, a person walked out from the crowd. It was the village secretary, Liu Weimin. Liu Weimin was almost fifty years old today. He had been working in the village branch for twenty years. He was also one of the most respected people in the village.

"What are you doing? What's there to see? Go away." Liu Weimin walked into the courtyard, glared at Wu Pingping, and said to the surrounding people.

The surrounding crowd gradually dispersed in the midst of the discussion. Liu Weimin scolded Zhang Lianhua who was lying on the ground, "Get up. Don't you feel embarrassed? Go back."

After the dismissal and divorce crisis, the penniless Wu Ping did not even have a place to live. Liu Weimin saw that he was really pitiful, so he arranged for him to live in an empty warehouse next to the village primary school. Every day, Wu Ping did not go out. He stayed in that broken warehouse. When he was hungry, he would cook randomly.

The days passed in this mediocrity for more than two months. This day was the time of December. The weather was extremely cold. Wu Ping curled his body and lay on the narrow wooden bed. Not far from the bed, the small stove was burning brightly.

A knock on the door interrupted the sleeping Wu Ping. He put on his clothes and opened the door to see the village secretary Liu Weimin. After Liu Weimin came in, he looked around and said, "Ping, go to the countryside tomorrow to pick up the teacher from the branch in the city."

Wu peacefully said, "I'm not going."

Liu Weimin glared at him and scolded, "You are the only one who knows how to drive the four-wheeled car in the village. If you don't go, who will? Listen carefully. This is a mission."

Wu Ping lowered his head and said, "Sigh, a high-ranking official can crush someone to death. Alright, Lord Branch Secretary, is there anything else? If there's nothing else, don't disturb my sleep."

Liu Weimin cursed in a low voice. Wu Ping did not hear him clearly. He fell on the bed and fell asleep. Liu Weimin shook his head helplessly. He sighed and left.

The next morning, the weather was extremely gloomy. It seemed like it was going to snow. Wu Ping dragged himself up and wrapped himself tightly. When he arrived at the village, he found that the four-wheeled oil tank had been frozen. He kicked at the circle of cars hatefully. By the time he dissolved the oil in the oil tank, it was almost morning. He started four rounds and swayed toward the village.