70 Bai Fumei went to the countryside to hug the thighs of the wildest man

In black and white, Song Ciming's name was signed on it, and he was the only one in Dahe Village who could write that handwriting.Song Ciming opened his mouth to argue: "Father, it's like this, these are...all..."

When he was in a hurry, he couldn't think of any reason temporarily.

Seeing his appearance, Party Secretary Lin became more and more angry, and knocked the cigarette pouch on the table next to him: "Just tell me, did you write it or did you borrow it?"

Ruan Niannian said: "If Song Zhiqing can't remember clearly, I can help you recall."

Song Ciming looked at Ruan Niannian and couldn't help asking, "Niannian, why did you do this?"

"It's only natural to pay off debts. Why do you think I should do this?" Ruan Niannian laughed.

Song Ciming felt as if a big rock had been thrown in his heart. He was still thinking that Ruan Niannian couldn't let him go. Who knew, she came here to harm him.

From love to hate, there is no need to push him to this point.

Secretary Lin looked at Song Ciming's appearance and raised his voice: "Did you borrow it?"

Seeing that he couldn't deny it, Song Ciming lowered his head: "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he knelt down, and his eyes were instantly red: "Father, I have no other choice. I can't live anymore, so I can only borrow her... I originally wanted to pay it back slowly when my job was stable, but I didn't expect that she would... I found her here... She did it on purpose, taking advantage of Jingxin and I getting married, to make our life unhappy."

Ruan Niannian knew that Song Ciming had no bottom line, but he didn't expect him to be so obedient when he knelt down, and even played tricks, no wonder he was able to coax Lin Jingxin into a circle.

No wonder in the book the Lin family can say that they did their best to help him.

With such no bottom line, the statement of high emotional intelligence can barely be regarded as flexible.

But what he said was not bad, Ruan Niannian had deliberately waited for him to get married before coming here.

Although Party Secretary Lin only worked as a branch secretary in the countryside, he knew Ruan Niannian's thoughts in his heart like a bright mirror.

Smoking dry cigarettes one mouthful at a time, and looking at Song Ciming kneeling in front of him crying with red eyes, he even despises him in his heart, but he and Jingxin's marriage certificate has already been obtained, and there are still guests waiting outside It's on.

He couldn't afford to lose this old face when he got into trouble, looked at Ruan Niannian and said, "Ruan Zhiqing, what do you want to do?"

Ruan Niannian said: "Secretary Lin, I just said that it is only natural to pay off debts. I am here to get back what belongs to me. As long as I can give me these tickets, I promise not to make a big deal out of it. , if you don’t give me—”

Ruan Niannian's voice paused slightly: "Don't think about it, you should also know that Jiang Ran and I have a difficult life. The village says I'm lazy, so I have to come up with something so that the Jiang family will be willing to support me."

What Ruan Niannian said made sense, Party Secretary Lin thought about what was written on the IOU, and glanced at Song Ciming who was still kneeling on the ground: "You took so many tickets, what happened to them, return them to her."

Song Ciming lowered his head even lower, barely daring to make a sound, and only made a sound: "No... no more."

"So many tickets are gone?" Lin Zhishu couldn't help raising his voice: "What about the bicycle ticket, let alone gone, I haven't seen you buying a bicycle!"

Song Ciming: "I'm useless."

Party Secretary Lin: "What about the ticket, take it out."

Song Ciming: "I sent it to my parents."

Hearing these words, Party Secretary Lin's more than ten years of cultivation vanished in an instant, and the pipe he was smoking was thrown directly at Song Ciming.

The cigarette bag hit him on the head, and Song Ciming let out a cry of pain.

"Okay, okay, you and Jingxin are married, and your parents don't have anything, I don't care, who made you go to our village, who made my little daughter not have eyes for you... ..."

"Your family is all Paixiu, you can only go in and out, and you can send your borrowed things to your parents. Damn, I have to wipe your ass now!"

"It's really okay, it's really okay."

Secretary Lin is not an ordinary person who can become the secretary of the village, and he will be very angry: "Okay, I will pay it for you. In the future, the child you and Jing Xin will have my old Lin family name, and if something like this happens today , don't blame me for kicking you out."

Is this treating him as a door-to-door son-in-law?

Song Ciming was astonished.

He raised his head and wanted to speak, saw Lin Zhishu losing his temper, and silently swallowed the words again, as long as he was asked to return to the city, the child could have whoever's surname he liked, and when the time came, he would have It's a matter of ability, the child's surname is not changed back if he wants to.

Song Ciming quickly weighed the pros and cons in his heart.

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At this moment in the newlywed's room, Lin Jingxin was looking at her in the room happily, as if a little rabbit was bumping around in her heart, she and Ci Ming were married.

Thinking about it, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

There was a female family member accompanying her in the room, and she was talking in the room. After a while, Wang Xiu came in, looked at her happy daughter, and said nothing.

She has tried her best to be happy, but she is still not good at hiding her emotions.

Lin Jingxin saw that something was wrong with her: "Mom, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy that I'm married to brother Ciming?"

Wang Xiu thought about Ruan Niannian, and forced a smile: "I'm happy, why isn't mother happy?"

She smiled far-fetchedly: "You don't look happy like this."

A middle-aged woman next to Wang Xiu couldn't help it: "You married Song Zhiqing, how could your mother be unhappy? It's that vixen who came again. It seems that he is still jealous of Ci Ming and shameless. .”

As soon as Lin Jingxin heard that the vixen was coming, Lin Jingxin immediately stood up and asked anxiously, "Is Ruan Niannian here? Where is she?"

-

Secretary Lin carefully looked at the items on the IOU. There were a lot of these tickets. Rural people issued few tickets, and urban employees had more tickets. Song Ciming even got tickets from the countryside to help his parents in the city. .

When he thought about it, he was so angry that his heart ached. These tickets might have emptied his family. He has worked for nothing for so many years.

"Ruan Zhiqing, I can give you this ticket, but you will rot in your stomach about this matter." The Lin family can't afford to lose this man. If the people in the village know about it, they don't know what to say about him.

Ruan Niannian's goal was also to get the votes. There was nothing real about the votes, so she immediately promised: "I promise not to spread this matter from me, and I have no need to offend you."

She smiled and spoke sincerely, Party Secretary Lin thought, when people in the village mentioned Zhiqing Ruan, they often said she was stupid and a vixen, but now she had clear eyes and clear words, and she didn't look stupid at all.

Secretary Lin took another look at Song Ciming, who was kneeling on the ground. After all, he is getting married today, and he will have to meet people later. If he is too embarrassed, it will be the Lin family: "You get up too."

As he said, he bent down to get the ticket.

As soon as Party Secretary Lin left, Song Ciming got up and stared at Ruan Niannian with burning anger in his eyes: "Ruan Niannian!"