Xia Jian never expected that Ma Chuntao would trap him in.

The mayor Ma Xiaofeng thought it was feasible without thinking about it. Xia Jian was anxious. No matter what excuse he used, Ma Xiaofeng refused to agree. In a word, he must be the head of Zhangyang Village.

"Master, this matter is really not good. I, a native of Xiping Village, ran to Zhangyang Village to be the village chief, which will arouse people. Don't forget that there are many capable people in Zhangyang Village. Don't make it difficult for you to get on the verge of riding a tiger. Everyone will be embarrassed at that time." Xia Jian reminded Ma Xiaofeng helplessly.

Ma Xiaofeng shook her head and said, "This matter is settled. As for whether the people of Zhangyang Village agree to you as the village chief, you don't have to worry about it. You are about to take office in a week."

After Ma Xiaofeng finished speaking, she stood up. She looked happy and pulled Xia Jian, who was depressed, and said, "It's time to go back. Do you still want to live here?"

After Ma Xiaofeng said this, Xia Jian had to stand up and follow Ma Xiaofeng toward the gate of Ma Chuntao's house. Ma Chuntao kept sending them out of the gate, and the woman looked happy.

As soon as Xia Jiang started the motorcycle, Ma Xiaofeng rushed over and raised her long legs and rode steadily behind Xia Jian. The two balls on her chest were pressed against Xia Jian's back.

"Send me back to the town," Ma Xiaofeng said in a stiff tone behind Xia Jian. She was a commanding tone. Xia Jian smiled helplessly, rode a motorcycle back to Pingyang Town.

As soon as she rushed into the yard, Xia Jian rushed. Ma Xiaofeng was not prepared for a moment and her whole body pounced on Xia Jian's back. She squeezed the two peaks on her chest into distortion.

Ma Xiaofeng, who came to her senses, realized that Xia Jian was doing something bad. When she got off the car, she reached out and twisted Xia Jian's arm hard. Because in the courtyard, neither of them could speak. Xia Jian could only suffer a secret loss. He turned the motorcycle down and drove back to Xiping Village like a flying one.

When Xia Jian returned home, Zhao Hong was watching TV with Sun Yuejuan and Xia Zecheng. She glanced at Xia Jian who came in and said, "I haven't come back so late, I thought you sent her to Fuchuan City."

"How is that possible? You come out and I have something to tell you." After Xia Jian finished talking, he went back to his house.

After a while, Zhao Hong walked in. She closed the door and sat on the large swivel chair inside Xia Jian's house. She first sat on it like a child and turned around, then smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Wang Youdao was transferred. Chen Jiang is in charge of the work now, while Qin Xiaomin is in charge of agriculture." Xia Jian lowered his voice and said to Zhao Hong.

Zhao Hong smiled and said, "What does this have to do with me? Anyway, I won't deal with me, mayor."

"There is another thing. Ma Xiaofeng asked me to take the village chief of Zhangyang Village as well, and it was tough. When Xia Jian said this, he looked at Zhao Hong's expression with his eyes fixedly.

When Zhao Hong heard this, she became less calm. She suddenly sat upright and said, "Isn't there no one in Zhangyang Village? How can you be the village chief of their village? Didn't you ask you to recommend Ma Chuntao?"

"It was proposed by Ma Chuntao. She said that as long as I am the village chief of their village, she would be the deputy village chief. Of course, I just named it, and Ma Chuntao had to do it in fact," Xia Jian said helplessly.

Zhao Hong stood up as soon as she heard this, and she snorted coldly and cursed: "This slut is indeed well-known. Do you want to pull you on her kang?"

"What are you talking about nonsense? Are you saying this?" Xia Jian said a little unhappy.

Zhao Hong frowned and said coldly: "What? Is this a protection? It seems that you are really a turtle against mung beans, and you really meet them. It's whatever you want! This is your business and has nothing to do with me." After Zhao Hong said that, she turned around and left.

Hey! Why is this woman jealous? Xia Jian was anxious when he saw that he rushed up and grabbed Zhao Hong's hand. With a little force, Zhao Hong couldn't help but jump into his arms.

Zhao Hong lowered her voice and threatened: "Let me go, otherwise I will shout."

"Call it! Anyway, you ran to my room, and it wasn't me who ran to your room." Xia Jian smiled and looked like he didn't care.

When Zhao Hong heard this, she raised her fist angrily and pounded her chest. She was holding her high and lightly, and it was also a symbolic noisy. There is no woman in the world who is not jealous, even men can eat it.

Zhao Hong, who had enough trouble, lay in Xia Jian's arms as if he was lying on the side of the bird. She asked in a low voice: "Did you sleep with Guan Tingna last night? Tell me, how many women do you have to sleep with before you can stop?"

"Oh! What are you thinking about in your mind every day? How could she sleep with me? My mother has figured out yet, but she has peeled off my skin," Xia Jian said with a smile.

When Zhao Hong heard this, she smiled and said, "I think so too, you dare not be so bold."

"Hey! Go back first, I'll come over later. I haven't been to you some days. I'll reward you tonight." Xia Jian said, with a bad smile on his face.

Zhao Hong called Xia Jian and said, "No! I'm not convenient for the past two days. You'd better go to bed early. There are many things waiting for you to do tomorrow. Oh! Chen Xiaolan from Shuijing Village came to the village to find you today. I said you went to the city and rode a motorcycle without saying anything."

"Oh! She also rode a motorcycle?" Xia Jian asked in surprise. Because Shuijing Village is really poor, there are not many people in the whole village who can ride a motorcycle.

Zhao Hong sat upright and said, "She is the richest man in Shuijing Village now. She earns a lot of money for a bus every day. Not to mention buying a motorcycle, she is not short of money even if she buys a sedan."

"Is that so? It seems that I gave her a good idea at that time. Not only did she get rich, but she also solved the problem of the villagers taking a bus in this area," Xia Jian said proudly.

Zhao Hong glanced at Xia Jian and said, "You should be careful. When Chen Xiaolan came to you today, she was dressed in a fashionable and beautiful manner. You can tell at first glance that she didn't have any kindness to you. I heard that your relationship is extraordinary. Although she is a divorced woman, she heard that she has a good idea in controlling men."

"Oh! Why did I find that you have been talking about these things that are neither salty nor unindifferent recently? Are you bored? Then I can tell you a brief explanation. You are more concerned about Xiping Village. My key tasks are still the fruit industry base and the cultivation of peppercorns," Xia Jian said seriously.

Zhao Hong suddenly stood up from Xia Jian's arms, and she snorted coldly and said, "Do you care about it, you are also the village chief of Xiping Village anyway." After Zhao Hong finished speaking, she opened the door and left.

Xia Jian shook his head helplessly, then went to bed and started to sleep.

Autumn is coming slowly, and the temperature in the morning has dropped a lot. Xia Jian, who got up a little early, moved in the yard for a long time, and then he felt a little warmer.

Before the breakfast was ready, Zhao Hong had already come over. She entered the gate and did not look at Xia Jian. Instead, she went straight into the kitchen and helped Sun Yuejuan prepare breakfast together.

The breakfast for rural people is very simple, and Xia Jian finished the meal quickly. Then he smiled at Zhao Hong and said, "I'll go to Shuijing Village to see it. Chen Xiaolan must have something to do when she comes to me. There is nothing trivial about the fruit industry base."

"You are the village chief of our Xiping Village now. What are you doing? Look, you are just having fun of others' hearts," Zhao Hong said with no intention.

Xia Jian knew what she meant, but he deliberately pretended not to understand. He rode a motorcycle in the yard and shouted out of the yard. Xia Zecheng asked Zhao Hong with a confused look on his face: "What's going on with this kid? Isn't the big car in the village committee? What are you doing when riding a motorcycle?"

"Uncle Xia! Xia Jian is low-key in his work and doesn't want others to say he is generous. Besides, riding a motorcycle saves more money. As long as his big bicycle runs, it will burn money," Zhao Hong explained patiently to Xia Zecheng.

When Sun Yuejuan heard this, she immediately accused Xia Zecheng of saying: "You old man, you know how to show off your show, and you don't know how your son is alive or dead."

Xia Zecheng lowered his head by Sun Yuejuan, and sat down without saying a word. Zhao Hong, who was amused, wanted to laugh.

Xia Jian rode a motorcycle and stopped all the way, and saw Zhangbao Village from Liuling Village. Although each village suffered from different degrees of disasters, it was fine.

This made Xia Jian feel much more at ease. When he arrived at the gate of Chen Xiaolan's house, Chen Xiaolan seemed to have just gotten up and was standing in the yard brushing her teeth.

A lock was hung on the door of her house's upper room, which meant that her parents had gone to work. Xia Jian walked in quietly, and Chen Xiaolan was half-squatting by the garden, without even realizing that there was someone standing behind her.

The woman only wore a thin short shirt on her upper body and a pair of big trousers on her lower body. This may be the clothes she was sleeping. Although the two long legs exposed outside were not very white, they looked even and strong.

As her arms swung, the two balls of things on Chen Xiaolan's chest swayed left and right, making Xia Jian a little uncomfortable. After brushing her teeth, Chen Xiaolan suddenly saw Xia Jian standing behind her, and almost screamed in fear.

She patted her chest and gasped and said, "When did you come in? Do you want to scare me to death?" Chen Xiaolan said, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

Xia Jian shook his head and said, "It depends on how lazy you are. When is it? People get up early and have done a lot of work." Xia Jian did not directly answer Chen Xiaolan's question, but laughed at Chen Xiaolan's laziness.

"Tsk! I'm lazy? Then our Shuijing Village is not diligent. Last night, there was something happening in the village. Everyone sat together and studied it. It was past two o'clock when the meeting ended. Do you think I can get up?" Chen Xiaolan said, and then invited Xia Jian to walk into her house.
Chapter completed!