Suisui at Seventy

Song Weizheng rode Chen Zhenghua on his car, and returned to the village smoothly and unimpeded. Because Chen Zhenghua was not a villager and might not know the road, he didn't take too many small roads, but sent him to the foot of the back mountain in Dayan Village. .

Song Weizheng: "Here, just keep walking forward."

Chen Zhenghua thanked him again and again: "Okay, Comrade Song, thank you very much, I will come to thank you again the next day!"

Song Weizheng didn't say anything, watching him turn around and walk towards the village, then stepped on the pedals again to leave.

However, the next moment, he saw Chen Zhenghua suddenly turn a corner at a small intersection ahead.

Song Weizheng frowned, squeezed the handlebars and stepped on the pedals for a moment. After hesitating for a while, he rode the bike and chased him.

There are no people around Houshan, and there are few fields. It's the right thing to keep going forward. The direction where Chen Zhenghua turned...seems to be the bullpen.

There was some inexplicable suspicion in Song Weizheng's heart, so he slowly followed him, and as expected, Chen Zhenghua cautiously walked towards the bullpen from a distance.

Song Weizheng remembered Professor Liang, and after thinking about it for two seconds, he stopped the bicycle, hid it in a thick grass, and then tiptoed up.

At this time, Chen Zhenghua was cautiously coming to the door of the cowshed. He was so excited that he opened his mouth to call the teacher. The next moment, he suddenly felt a pressure on his shoulder, and he looked back suspiciously.

"Comrade Song?" Chen Zhenghua said in surprise, "You...how do you..."

Song Weizheng: "What are you doing here?"

Chen Zhenghua naturally asked Professor Liang for something, but it was impossible to explain to Song Weizheng.

"Comrade Song, of course I have something to come here. Thank you for sending me here, but my personal affairs should have nothing to do with you."

Song Weizheng frowned. The hand holding his shoulder was still not released. When he was about to say something, a voice suddenly came from behind the two of them: "What are you two doing at my door?"

The two turned their heads and looked, only to see Professor Liang walking slowly from not far away with a pile of firewood in his arms.

Song Weizheng was about to step forward, and Chen Zhenghua beside him had already rushed out.

He rushed to Professor Liang, took the pile of firewood, and said, "Teacher, I'll come!"

When Song Weizheng heard that "teacher", his frowned brows suddenly loosened, and he did not move forward.

Professor Liang smiled, he clapped his hands and walked to Song Weizheng, and said: "Look at how you were arguing just now, are you arguing?"

Chen Zhenghua: "No, teacher. It's just that this little comrade may not know what I'm going to do, so I asked one more question."

He turned his head and said to Song Weizheng: "Comrade Song, this is my teacher. I came to him on a special trip. It may be that the people detained here are inaccessible to you, but the situation of the teacher is different. I can't tell you in detail, no, you should understand soon."

Before Song Weizheng had spoken, Professor Liang laughed first, and said: "Coincidentally, this Comrade Song has a little connection with me, and there is nothing I can't say about my affairs in front of him."

Chen Zhenghua was a little stunned: "Teacher..."

Song Weizheng: "Professor Liang, since it's your personal business, I won't bother."

Professor Liang dissatisfied: "Look at you, how can I barely teach you for two years, why don't you even call the teacher?"

Chen Zhenghua was a little dazed: "Teacher, you are here...accepting a student?"

Professor Liang nodded: "Thanks to Xiao Song for helping me secretly in the past few years, I can barely make ends meet."

Chen Zhenghua suddenly realized: "The kind person you told me last time was Comrade Song! What a coincidence, Comrade Song is really enthusiastic, and this time Comrade Song helped send me back!"

Song Weizheng, who was suddenly crowned as a "good-hearted man": "..."

Professor Liang: "Come in and sit down. Don't be stuck outside. What should I do if I am seen? By the way, we know each other. In these thousands of mountains and rivers, encounters are fate."

Song Weizheng saw that it was still early, but didn't refuse, and went in with him.

The three of them sat on the straw-made seats, and a firewood was burned in front of them to keep warm.

After Chen Zhenghua learned that Song Weizheng had been silently helping the teacher, he was several times more friendly: "Comrade Song, you can be regarded as my junior brother in this way. Thank you for taking care of the teacher."

Song Weizheng said lightly: "It's okay, the teacher has also taught me a lot."

Professor Liang sighed with a smile: "Hey, I didn't expect that there would be a time when teachers and students would gather together in my life."

Chen Zhenghua couldn't help his nose sour after hearing this: "Teacher, in fact, other students are also very worried about you, but the situation is not good, they can't stand up and speak."

Professor Liang waved his hand and said he didn't care: "I understand, you just need to live your own life well. If you can occasionally think of me as a bad old man, it's worth teaching you a lesson."

Chen Zhenghua: "Teacher, in fact, I came today with good news!"

He couldn't help getting excited: "Teacher, you are rehabilitated!"

When Professor Liang heard these words, his hand fiddled with the wood suddenly stopped, and Song Weizheng also paused, looking surprised.

Professor Liang: "You, what did you say?!"

Chen Zhenghua: "I rushed back today to pick you up from this bullpen!"

A few days ago, Chen Zhenghua took Professor Liang's report letter back to the city to report Jiang Mingde. In addition to dismissing Jiang Mingdra, he unexpectedly had better results.

Professor Liang’s wife has never given up running for him. While reporting Jiang Mingde, she also seized the opportunity to reverse the case to Professor Liang, proving that he was reported maliciously by Jiang Mingde at the time. Decided to vindicate Professor Liang.

After receiving the report letter and checking Jiang Mingde's bad files, his superiors were also furious, and decided to withdraw his position on the spot, and found out those who were related to him for investigation.

Chen Zhenghua: "The picket team will not be here until tomorrow, when they will bring Jiang Mingde back, academic fraud and harassment of female students, the superiors take it seriously! If there is no accident, he will not only lose his position, but also go to jail! I think You have to tell the teacher the good news of your redress first, so you have to come back quickly."

"Good... good..." Professor Liang burst into tears with excitement.

Chen Zhenghua: "Teacher, you can go out with me first. Anyway, the news of vindication will arrive tomorrow."

"Moreover, when I arrived in town, I received a message from my team members saying that Jiang Mingde had been discharged from the hospital and returned to the village, and they had to restart work immediately." Chen Zhenghua beat his thigh angrily. "This **** will only squeeze. The people below, who have been under him for the past few years, have been miserable. I am going to tear his face off now!"

After hearing this, Song Weizheng suddenly frowned, stood up and said, "He went back to the village today?"

Chen Zhenghua nodded: "Yes, in the town I arrived at noon, they had already set off for that meeting."

"I'll go back and have a look." Song Weizheng suddenly dropped these words, then turned around and left.

Chen Zhenghua was a little unclear, so he looked at Professor Liang and said, "Comrade Song, this is..."

Professor Liang frowned and said: "Looking at this, he and Jiang Mingde may have a bit of private grudges, Zhenghua, you should follow along and have a look, don't let Xiao Song suffer. It doesn't matter if I live here for one more day. I wait for the official notification tomorrow. Now, I want to walk out from here openly and openly."

Chen Zhenghua felt a bit sore after hearing this, he nodded and said, "Okay!"

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I have to say that Professor Liang had some foresight. When Chen Zhenghua was chasing Song Weizheng, Song Weizheng had actually fought Jiang Mingde.

It was just a unilateral beating by Song Weizheng. Holding Jiang Mingde by the collar in one hand, he dragged the fat and strong Jiang Mingde out and fell to the ground, pressing him firmly with one knee, and clenched his fist with the other hand. The face was smashed, so hard that the veins were exposed.

Jiang Mingde looked fat and strong. He had no strength to fight back in front of Song Weizheng. He could howl at the beginning. After a few punches, his mouth was full of blood and speechless, but Song Weizheng's beating did not stop. Intend.

Chen Zhenghua was taken aback when he saw Jiang Mingde and saw that Jiang Mingde was almost silent as a puddle of mud, and quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Comrade Song, Comrade Song, you calm down!"

Song Yuxue also cried and rushed to Song Weizheng, shouting: "Brother, don't fight!"

Song Rulan helped the courtyard gate and shouted palely: "A Zheng!"

Song Weizheng paused when he heard his mother's voice, and then punched another two more punches to spare Jiang Mingde. Jiang Mingde was almost dying at this time, and even Chen Zhenghua, who had always loathed him, was a little shocked.

After such a while, some villagers gradually surrounded them, and they talked quietly, but none of them dared to come forward.

After Song Weizheng got up, he hugged Song Yuxue and walked to Song Rulan's side and said: "Mom, are you okay?"

Song Rulan shook her head: "I'm fine, it was Xiaoxue who was frightened. I drank the medicine and fell asleep, and just woke up."

Song Weizheng touched Song Yuxue's small face, and there were red marks on his face that were pinched out. He suddenly became tyrannical and wanted to beat Jiang Mingde again.

It turned out that Song Weizheng had some bad feelings when he heard that Jiang Mingde had already returned to the village. He remembered Jiang Suisui's advice, so he immediately decided to go back and have a look.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a scene that made him full of anger. That Jiang Mingde was in his yard, holding Song Yuxue firmly in his arms, holding her waist and trapping her on her lap, and kept touching her face with his hands. Song Yuxue was struggling with tears, with a look of horror.

Song Weizheng only hated that Jiang Mingde didn't make Jiang Mingde fall a little harder at this time. It's best to fall to a half body and see if he still has this sexual desire to harass again.

At this time, the village head finally arrived. He squeezed into the crowd and saw Jiang Mingde who was lying on the ground with a **** face. He was shocked. Then he broke into a cold sweat and said, it was over.

The village chief rushed to help Jiang Mingde up, and said tremblingly: "Director Jiang, are you okay with Director Jiang? I'll take you to the hospital right away."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Mingde waved his hand and refused. With the help of the village chief, he walked forward swiftly and stopped a few meters away from Song Weizheng. He was weak but still viciously saying: "Get me arrested. Get up! I want to report to the police and I want to put him in jail!!!"

The village chief nodded again and again: "Okay, don't worry, it must be!"

Song Rulan turned pale when she heard the words, and wanted to come forward to speak, but was stopped by Song Weizheng.

Seeing that he didn't change his face, he squeezed his fist and said lightly: "As long as you still have your life, go to the police."

"You...you..." Jiang Mingde was trembling with anger, almost unable to stand, "Dare to threaten me when I die! You wait, wait for you to go in, the two people behind you, how I want to play and how to play !"

As soon as the voice fell, Song Weizheng's eyes changed, and he stabbed Jiang Mingde like a knife. He tightened his lips and punched Jiang Mingde two steps forward and knocked Jiang Mingde to the ground: "Speak straight if you want to die."

Chen Zhenghua couldn't stand it anymore, he stepped forward to hold Song Weizheng, and turned to Jiang Mingde and said: "Jiang Mingde, don't be arrogant, your good days are over. You can still be domineering now, and quickly go to the hospital for treatment. You hurt, otherwise you will be in jail, but no one will care about you."

Jiang Mingde squinted his eyes: "Chen Zhenghua? Are you crazy? Don't worry, you will come one by one and wait, see if I can cure you!"

Chen Zhenghua sneered: "Jiang Mingde, you really don't shed tears without seeing the coffin. I am going back to the city this time for your business. Don't worry, you have checked all the messy things above, and someone will take you back for investigation tomorrow. , You just stay in jail!"

Jiang Mingde was shocked when he heard it, but still couldn't believe it. He braced his body and sneered: "What kind of **** are you putting on?! Want to scare me? This trick doesn't work!"

Chen Zhenghua smiled disdainfully: "Believe it or not, anyway, the person who will cry tomorrow is not me. By the way, those individuals who pledged you before have been locked up for investigation. I'm afraid no one can save you this time. NS."

Seeing that he was so determined, Jiang Mingde couldn't help feeling flustered. In addition, he was dizzy because of being beaten. The last two legs were soft and his eyes turned over. He suddenly fainted, and the village chief almost turned on his back.

The village head was also very panicked at this moment. He listened to some conversations half-knowingly, and probably understood, this Jiang Mingde, 80% of them are going to be dismissed! Isn't the diligence and flattery that I offered in front of me all wasted? ! The promotion that I said is gone!

However, he still had a glimmer of hope, and he still ordered people to carry Jiang Mingde together before sending him to the hospital.

The onlookers watched a big show, and the gossip was enough for them to chew for a year or a half.

And Jiang Miaomiao, who was trembling in the cracks of the crowd, was feeling cold at this moment.

She was only distracted by Jiang Mingde for a while, how could it be like this when she came back? !

Jiang Miaomiao shrank his head and backed silently, and sneaked away under the cover of the crowd. I just hope that Song Weizheng doesn’t know that she brought Jiang Mingde into the door, otherwise...

Jiang Miaomiao shuddered when he thought of Song Weizheng's brutal force of beating people to death.