Chapter 185: Mountains and Rivers

Contrary to my expectations, after Liu Qimeng and Huang Weiwei left, the Discipline Inspection Commission cadres also left. And they never appeared again. But my guards were not withdrawn, and no one came to announce the result. I was like a discarded chess piece, lying alone in a corner of the chessboard, without anyone looking at me.

This kind of situation where you can't see the result is very terrifying, and even the young men watching me were uneasy. In the history of the Discipline Inspection Commission handling cases, there had never been a situation like mine. Either Party disciplinary action or transfer to the judicial organ for continued investigation; those determined to be innocent should also have the double-regulation measures canceled.

Actually, I was like a fish lying in a hot oil pan in the County Committee Guesthouse. Outside, Huang Weiwei was like a red-eyed mother wolf, rushing to the office of Huang Qishan of the Youth League Committee with murderous intent.

Huang Qishan wasn't surprised by her arrival; he even seemed to have anticipated she would come, smiling and offering a bag of good tea, comforting her softly, "True jasmine tea, nourishing the face and stomach, clearing the eyes and heart, rare in the world."

Huang Weiwei was in no mood to drink tea and retorted angrily, "Use it to nourish the face for your beloved, I won't drink it."

Huang Qishan didn't rush, took out three teacups from the cabinet, lined them up, pinched a pinch into each cup, poured water from the water dispenser, checked it wasn't hot, shook his head, plugged in an electric kettle, and waited patiently for the water to boil.

After filling them one by one, he covered them with teacups, sighed, "Wait three minutes, and you can drink."

After this round of procedures, Huang Weiwei was anxious. Huang Qishan himself wasn't a person who pretended to be elegant, and he had never been so patient and meticulous in making a cup of tea.

"Look carefully, Weiwei." He pointed to the three cups of tea and said, "This cup is Secretary Guan, this cup is Chen Feng." He moved the third cup aside, "Who is this cup? Do you know?"

He looked at Huang Weiwei, smiling unfathomably.

Huang Weiwei shook her head in confusion.

"This cup is Secretary He." He emphasized his tone, poured a cup of tea into the trash can, raised the cup, and said, "If there is no tea in the cup, the person holding the cup won't care too much, and it's often more likely to be broken."

Huang Weiwei was even more confused; Huang Qishan's theory made no sense to her.

"Don't understand, right?" Huang Qishan smiled lightly, not in a hurry, "This kettle represents the country; to have tea to drink in the cup, water must be poured from the kettle. If the kettle can't pour water, the cup is just a decoration. From another angle, the water in the cups is all full; no one cares if the tea is good or bad. If the water in the cups is different, someone will definitely care. Therefore, Chen Feng is a teacup, and a teacup filled with water."

"What do you mean?"

"The meaning is very simple. Chen Feng is Secretary He's nephew; Secretary Guan might have been caught by Secretary He. Secretary Guan wants to protect himself, so he must grasp Secretary He's lifeline." Huang Qishan lowered his voice, "Some things, we bystanders can see clearly. You also know that I am a secretary parachuted from the city; on the surface, I am still a county standing committee member, but in reality, I am nothing. I've seen through it too; after this term, I am determined to return to Hengyue City, even if I have to be a section chief in your Women's Federation, it's better than being in Chunshan County."

"Is it that complex?" Huang Weiwei worried.

"Actually, it's not that complex. Grasping Chen Feng, Secretary He will be afraid of throwing the rat, and everyone will be safe." Huang Qishan revealed the secret, shocking Huang Weiwei, who opened her mouth wide and couldn't recover for a long time.

Huang Weiwei originally came to find Huang Qishan to ask for an idea. After all, he was now a standing committee member of Chunshan County, and many things, although he didn't have the decision-making power, still had taboos. Yesterday, she went to Chengguan Town with County Magistrate Liu Qimeng and received extraordinary hospitality from Deng Hanyu, making County Magistrate Liu jokingly jealous, saying Huang Weiwei had a "beauty effect" in Chengguan Town.

This morning, County Magistrate Liu sent a car to take her mother back to Hengyue City, but she was determined to stay. After coming out of Huang Qishan's office in the afternoon, she ran straight to the County Committee Guesthouse to find me.

The two guards knew better and opened the door to leave, leaving the two of us to look at each other calmly in the room.

"Are you okay?" She asked with concern, looking me up and down, and took out a cigarette from her bag and handed it to me.

"I'm fine." I smiled falsely, raised my arms, stretched my legs, "I'm doing great."

"Really fine?"

I knew the meaning of her words, so I said righteously, "What could be wrong with me? Full of righteousness, two sleeves of clean wind, I have a clear conscience."

She smiled weakly, walked over, and leaned into my arms, "I was so worried." She raised her head, looked at me, and smiled, "If you could call someone to call me, and I didn't come, I wouldn't be your woman."

My heart stirred; the word "woman" coming from her mouth seemed infinitely soft and boneless.

I lowered my head, kissed her forehead lightly, carefully smoothed her somewhat messy hair, and comforted her, "Weiwei, rest assured. I, Chen Feng, am worthy of the Party and the people; I have a clear conscience."

She smiled shallowly, reached out to hug my waist, and murmured, "I believe you!"

A pair of somewhat bloodless lips were tightly closed, and a pair of deep-pool-like eyes were slightly open; she was like a thirsty peony, waiting for the nourishment and comfort of rain and dew.

A burst of impulse rushed from the soles of my feet to my forehead; I couldn't care about anything else, lowered my head, and held her lips, sticking my tongue out to knock on her slightly closed teeth.

She groaned, opened her mouth, and my tongue drove straight in, swimming wantonly between her fragrant lips and teeth. This was my first time kissing her, kissing so truly and so devotedly.

Her body went limp, shrinking into my arms like a puddle of mud. Her hands and feet were cold, and a flush of red flew onto her face, just like rouge that had been applied but hadn't had time to be wiped away carefully with a powder puff.

She was clearly kissing for the first time, kissing awkwardly, clumsily, and hesitantly. Under my frantic bombardment, she appeared flustered and lost.

Men are all people outside the honey garden, always coveting the temptation of the full garden of honey peaches. Huang Weiwei's clumsiness gave me even more of a sense of conquest, a sense of superiority and pride from the bottom of my heart.

My hand touched her chest, stopping at her firm chest through her clothes, hesitating for a moment, wanting to pass through the hem of her clothes. She seemed to feel my purpose, reached out to hold my hand, pressed it against her chest, and refused to let go.

I felt myself becoming agitated, as if I wanted to break through the constraints and find a place for it to settle.

She seemed to feel it too, loosening her arms around me like a startled rabbit, staring at my lower body, and giggling shyly.

I wanted to pull her over again, but she slipped from my hands like a loach, stood by the bed, looked at me with a full face of red, and held up a finger to her lips.

I shook my head and sighed helplessly, slumping onto the bed.

She walked over slowly, held my head in her arms, and whispered in my ear, "Feng, I'm waiting for you."

I smiled miserably and returned to my current situation. Although I wasn't in prison, I had lost my freedom. What people fear most isn't losing money or life, but freedom. A person without freedom is more uncomfortable than death.

"Feng, I'm going back today to find Secretary He." Huang Weiwei stroked my head gently, making me feel like a mother's caress.

"Don't, okay." I said, thinking of the note Xue Bing slipped in, my heart aching. Two beautiful women, how should I choose?

What can I use to love you! My women. I sighed in my heart.

This double-regulation of me came suddenly and strangely.

Was Zhu Shizhen a chess piece abandoned by Guan Peishan? No! He was a killer move in Guan Peishan's hand, capable of killing someone at a critical moment?

The third day after Zhu Shizhen jumped off the building, he started double-regulating me, which meant Old Zhu had confessed some things after jumping, and these things were all aimed at me. As long as Old Zhu admitted the agreement behind the agreement, he would have to carry the black pot of the Martyrs Cemetery land issue to the end. But this black pot couldn't shake Cousin-in-law He Zhi's determination. To make Secretary He completely give up the accountability of the Martyrs Cemetery land, I was the only "dead chess piece" in this game.

A dead chess piece is originally difficult to move; moving forward is death, and retreating is death. But if you change the angle, one dead chess piece can save the whole game. Guan Peishan racked his brains and finally sacrificed me at the end, making Secretary He's final killer move full of concerns.

The only way to turn this dead chess piece into a living one was for Secretary He to give up the absolute kill and continue to maneuver on the ever-changing chessboard.

The door was knocked. The guard poked his head in and said a woman was looking for me outside.

I looked up and saw Aunt coming in with a dusty face, followed by my Uncle, Battalion Commander Zhang. He wasn't a battalion commander now; he should be called Zhang Laoban. Uncle gave up his job arrangement and registered a road and bridge company with his demobilization fee.

Uncle took out two packs of Blue Furongwang from his bag with a smile and gave one to each of the two guards. The guards hesitated, but Uncle laughed and said, "Take it, take it, cigarettes are peace grass. Don't be strangers, we're all friends."

The two guards didn't refuse, took the cigarettes, and exhorted us, "We're going to eat something, you talk in the room, don't go out."

After the guards left, Aunt took a loan note from her body and handed it to me, which stated that I borrowed one hundred thousand yuan from Bai Ling to build the playground for Suxi Township Middle School.

Before I could open my mouth, Aunt hugged Huang Weiwei's body and said, "Weiwei, you've worked hard."

Both women's eyes were red, looking at each other, almost crying out loud.

It was Uncle who was used to big scenes; he waved his hand, "You two don't be mother-in-law-like here, if you have something to say, say it quickly."

Aunt told me about how she had already found Cousin-in-law He Zhi.

At this time, I was nervous and hurriedly asked Aunt about Cousin-in-law's attitude.

Aunt said expressionlessly, "No attitude, didn't say a word."

I suddenly felt like I had fallen into an abyss, and everything before my eyes was dark. ===== CHAPTER 186 =====