"It's good that Jin Mancang is dead." Chen Yongqiang said casually while drinking with Yang Dahai.

Yang Dahai took a sip of wine. He and Jin Mancang were the same age and grew up together. Later, they became the leaders of two villages and fought for decades.

I never expected that this person would just disappear like that, and in such a way.

"A generation has passed away just like that." Yang Dahai put down his wine glass.

"He's capable and ambitious, but he always wanted to take shortcuts. He'd use any trick in the book—fighting for water, grabbing land… In the end, he got himself into trouble."

It is widely rumored that Jin Mancang's death was related to Jin Lao Er's wife.

The rumor was quite detailed, claiming that the two had an affair, were caught in the act, and Jin Mancang died of a brain hemorrhage due to the shock.

Some say his wife drugged him, plotting to kill him for money; others say he was killed by his wife's curse of bringing misfortune to her husband.

Only Chen Yongqiang knew that Jin Mancang's death was related to the evil god and Buddha statue that he had smashed.

The evil god was destroyed, and the backlash struck the worshipper, killing him instantly.

But Chen Yongqiang will not let anyone know this secret.

Chen Yongqiang changed the subject and poured himself and Yang Dahai another glass of wine.

"Village chief, I'm not just talking about rebuilding the mountain god temple casually."

"Instead of taking up space in the village warehouse, we should use the timber that Jin Lao Er stole to build the mountain god temple."

Yang Dahai was worried about the timber.

The timber stolen by Jin Lao Er was piled up in the village office warehouse after the case was closed, taking up a large area.

The village has held several meetings to discuss the matter. Some people said it was divided up, while others said it was sold. The arguments went on and on without reaching a conclusion.

Now that Chen Yongqiang has said this, it's actually a good idea.

"Those timbers originally came from the mountain, so using them to build the mountain god temple is a way of returning them to their rightful owner."

Chen Yongqiang was well aware that many people were eyeing those timbers.

Some people wanted to take it back to make furniture, while others wanted to sell it and split the profits.

But if it were used to build a mountain god temple, no one would dare to object.

That's for the Mountain God. Who would dare to steal something from the Mountain God?

Yang Dahai understood this point. "I've made a note of this. I'll bring it up in the meeting later."

This is also the matter that Chen Yongqiang wanted to settle with Yang Dahai today when they went out for drinks.

Repairing the mountain god temple is no small matter; it cannot be done by him alone. Yang Dahai needs to take the lead.

After several rounds of drinks, and having covered most of the business, Chen Yongqiang stood up, said goodbye, and left.

His newly built five brick and tile houses, with tiles laid and doors and windows installed, are basically completed.

Once you've cleaned the room and bought some furniture, you can move in.

Lin Wenfeng said he would go back for a few days first, and then come back to help Chen Yongqiang make some cabinets, tables and chairs.

Standing in the courtyard, Chen Yongqiang looked at the house that had taken several months to build and felt an indescribable sense of comfort.

My family members passed away early, and I'm already grateful to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain; I dare not think of anything else.

Things are different now. Five large brick houses, all of them his.

Later, we will build side rooms and a courtyard. When the entire courtyard is completed, it will definitely cause a sensation in the surrounding villages.

Chen Yongqiang had just returned and walked to the gate of the courtyard when he suddenly saw a light flash in the newly built room.

A dim, yellow light shone through the window, flickering as if someone were moving around inside.

The house was newly built and no one lived there yet. Who would go in? He thought for a moment, then went over anyway.

As Chen Yongqiang approached the door, it suddenly opened from the inside.

Qin Liping, holding a flashlight, called out, "Brother Yongqiang, you're back?"

"What are you doing here if you're not watching TV?" Chen Yongqiang asked.

"I... I've never lived in such a nice new house before..." Qin Liping's cheeks flushed slightly.

The Qin family of five now lives in three makeshift thatched huts, which are even more dilapidated than the mud-brick house that Chen Yongqiang used to live in.

She came to see what the new house looked like and what it felt like to live in a nice house.

Chen Yongqiang understood what Qin Liping wanted to say, and reached out to pull her into the empty room.

The room was empty, without any furniture. Qin Liping was being pulled along by him, her steps a little unsteady. The flashlight beam flickered on the wall before quickly going out.

"Brother Yongqiang..."

Before Qin Liping could finish speaking, Chen Yongqiang pinned her against the wall.

He braced himself against the wall with one hand, cupped her face with the other, and leaned down to kiss her.

The flashlight slipped from Qin Liping's hand, fell to the ground, and rolled to the corner of the wall.

Qin Liping only knew that Chen Yongqiang's lips were warm, smelled of alcohol, and had that familiar scent on him.

Since confirming their relationship on the way to the county town, the two have not found a suitable opportunity to be intimate.

Tonight is different. No one will come to this newly built house.

Chen Yongqiang released her lips. "If you want to stay, I'll reserve a room for you."

A fleeting sense of joy crossed Qin Liping's mind. "I'm not your wife, so what right do I have to live in your house?"

That makes sense. Her relationship with Chen Yongqiang cannot be made public.

Chen Yongqiang had Lin Xiulian and that unborn child; she knew about it.

I knew it from the beginning, and I never thought about fighting for anything.

Knowing this doesn't stop me from feeling a pang of sadness.

"I'll figure something out." Chen Yongqiang looked down at her.

Qin Liping looked up, about to say something, when he kissed her again.

In this room that no one has ever lived in, dry wood and a raging fire could be ignited at any moment...

Qin Liping knew perfectly well that this was wrong. But knowing it was wrong, when Chen Yongqiang's arms encircled her waist and his kiss landed on her lips, she forgot everything.

It's like being bewitched by something, unable to break free, and unwilling to break free.

Chen Yongqiang was like a magician, captivating everyone. Qin Liping closed her eyes, letting herself sink into his charm.

Although there wasn't even a bed yet, that didn't stop Qin Liping from becoming the first woman to move into this new house.

She leaned against the wall, her clothes slightly disheveled, looking at Chen Yongqiang with a somewhat unfocused gaze:

"Am I... the first one to move in?"

Chen Yongqiang nodded: "Yes!"

After a while, Qin Liping straightened up and began to tidy her clothes.

He buttoned up his shirt one button at a time, smoothed his hair with his hands, and straightened the wrinkles in his clothes: "I should go back now."

"Okay, be careful on the road!" Chen Yongqiang knew that no one had come close to this side just now.

If anyone comes, Sirius, who is guarding the door, will issue a warning.

Qin Liping picked up the flashlight from the ground, but she didn't go back to the thatched hut.

At this time of day, she would usually go over to watch TV, and chat with Lin Xiulian and Qin Lijuan while eating sunflower seeds.

But not tonight. She was afraid Lin Xiulian would notice something.

The redness on her face hadn't faded yet, and Chen Yongqiang's scent still lingered on her body.

If she were to meet Lin Xiulian, she would definitely feel guilty and give herself away.

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