Time Travel: My Comfortable Life After Going to the Countryside

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"Do you still doubt me?" he asked softly, stroking her cheek.

Roland shook his head, his voice hoarse but clear: "Never again, Xiangyang, I am yours, and always will be."

Liu Xiangyang lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her sweaty forehead. "Remember, I've branded you." He pulled her into his arms and drew the blanket over their sweaty bodies.

"Go to sleep." He patted her back, his voice utterly gentle.

Roland nestled in his warm, firm embrace, listening to his gradually steady heartbeat, and the slight pain in his body transformed into a sweet memory.

At this moment, Xue Bingbing pushed open the door and came in, her face flushed. "Xiangyang, you were too rough just now. How could Lanlan stand it?"

"Sister Bingbing, don't blame Xiangyang. It was my own idea. I shouldn't have distrusted Xiangyang. This is both my punishment and my reward." Luo Lan, who was almost asleep, quickly explained when she heard Xue Bingbing's voice.

"You just spoil him," Xue Bingbing said, tucking the blanket around her. "The water's boiled, do you want to take a shower before you sleep?"

Roland shook her head with her eyes closed, her hair, soaked with sweat, plastered to her face. "I'm going to sleep for a while. Wake me up when you go to take a shower..." Before she could finish speaking, she fell asleep.

Xue Bingbing glanced at Liu Xiangyang, who was standing there, rolled her eyes at him, and then took over the follow-up.

He asked vaguely, "What are your plans to do with Zhang Weiguo?"

He gently stroked her hair, closed his eyes, and said, "I would like to avoid any future trouble and just execute him, but that's unlikely. He'll probably have to go to a labor camp for a few years."

Xue Bingbing took a breath: "That's for the best. It wouldn't be good if someone died. People would say you're too harsh." After saying that, she continued to work.

The next morning, at the grain drying ground in Dongsheng Village.

All the villagers and educated youth were summoned. The atmosphere was solemn. A platform was temporarily set up in front of the threshing ground. Zhang Weiguo was held down on the platform by two militia members with his arms twisted behind his back. He had his head down, his face was ashen, and he had long lost his former eccentric energy.

Village Party Secretary Zhang Tiejun stood at the front of the stage, his face stern, and in a loud voice, he publicly revealed Zhang Weiguo's crimes from the previous night: breaking and stealing the work bicycle issued by the county, attempting to drown it in the river to destroy evidence, his motive being retaliation against patrol officer Liu Xiangyang, and intending to frame someone else. Every single incident was clear, with witnesses and physical evidence present.

The audience was completely silent, except for the echoing of Zhang Tiejun's stern voice. The commune members whispered among themselves, their faces filled with disdain and shock.

Many of the educated youth were pale-faced, especially a few older ones who bowed their heads deeply, fearing they would be implicated. Zhao Xuri, filled with fear, looked at Liu Xiangyang standing on the side of the platform with deep gratitude.

Liu Xiangyang was also invited to speak on stage. He was dressed in a neat old military uniform, with a straight posture and a look of grief and determination on his young face.

"Fellow villagers, comrades," he began, his voice clear, "the mistakes made by Comrade Zhang Weiguo have deeply pained me. This is not merely a matter of a bicycle; it involves the destruction of collective property, disruption of production order, and, more importantly, a serious provocation against organizational discipline! We came to the countryside to be tempered and to build up the rural areas, not to engage in such crooked practices or seek retaliation!"

His tone grew increasingly serious: "It's nothing for me personally to suffer some injustice or lose some things, but this kind of behavior absolutely cannot be allowed to continue! If he dares to steal and damage my car to retaliate against me today, will he dare to destroy farm tools and damage crops tomorrow? If we don't deal with this seriously, how can we live up to the organization's trust, and how can we safeguard the collective interests and stability of our Dongsheng Village?"

His words were reasonable and well-founded, standing on the height of the collective and justice, winning the nods of approval from most of the commune members in the audience, especially the veteran party members and farmers.

"...I trust the organization and my superiors; they will give him a fair and appropriate punishment!" Liu Xiangyang said firmly at the end.

As the denunciation meeting drew to a close, the sound of jeep engines could be heard from the village entrance. Two green jeeps with county public security bureau license plates drove straight to the edge of the threshing ground.

The car door opened, and Lu Dajun, the county public security bureau chief, stepped out in a crisp uniform with a serious expression, followed by several police officers. His appearance instantly made the atmosphere even more tense, confirming that the matter had alarmed the county and was by no means a trivial matter.

Zhang Tiejun hurried forward and gave a brief report. Lu Dajun's sharp gaze swept over the slumped Zhang Weiguo on the stage, then he nodded slightly to Liu Xiangyang before striding to the front of the stage.

Without further ado, he grabbed the tin megaphone and announced in a stern voice, "Comrades of Dongsheng Village, educated youth! Zhang Weiguo stole and deliberately damaged important public property. The circumstances are egregious and the impact is extremely negative! After investigation by the county bureau and approval from higher authorities, it has been decided to arrest Zhang Weiguo in accordance with the law!"

With a wave of his hand, two police officers immediately stepped forward and put gleaming handcuffs on Zhang Weiguo, who was ashen-faced and barely able to stand.

"Based on the facts and nature of his crime," Lu Dajun's voice echoed across the silent threshing ground, "Zhang Weiguo is sentenced to three years of labor reform! Immediate execution, send him to the Qinghe Farm labor reform team!"

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Liu Bei has arrived. Can I add him to my bookshelf and give him a reward?