Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

He sized Su Wanqing up and down, his gaze lingering on her fair and pretty face and slender figure, with a condescending lust in his eyes.

"The house is just a temporary place provided by the organization. I'm here to inform you that you should prepare to move out. However..." He narrowed his eyes, "If you, ladies, really want to stay, it's not impossible... We can discuss it properly."

Su Wanqing's face immediately darkened.

Chen Weidong!

In the original story, this seemingly respectable but actually scumbag used the opportunity to return to the city and material temptations to deceive the original owner, who was feeling hopeless in her marriage, and made her half-heartedly submit to him in order to escape the seemingly hopeless rural life!

In particular, the original text states that Chen Weidong, a educated youth with connections, preferred to leave the room empty, while the original owner could only live in a drafty mud house. She was jealous and resentful. When Chen Weidong asked her, "Want to move in? Be with me, don't stay with your useless crippled husband," she finally gritted her teeth and walked into the brick house.

Of course, this was all part of the storyline created by my cousin, but Chen Weidong is undoubtedly a scumbag.

Seeing Su Wanqing staring at him without speaking, Chen Weidong assumed she was intimidated by his background and charm. Feeling smug, he couldn't resist reaching out to touch Su Wanqing's face.

"Comrade, why aren't you saying anything? Are you scared?"

A flash of undisguised disgust crossed Su Wanqing's face as she quickly took a step back to avoid his lewd hands.

"Comrade Chen Weidong, right? This house was officially allocated to us by the organization considering my husband Zhou Yanshen's actual situation and my needs for working in the troupe. Since it was the organization's decision, we will naturally follow its arrangements. The organization hasn't told us to move, so we won't go anywhere! No need for you to go through the trouble of informing us!"

Chen Weidong was not annoyed by her prickly attitude; instead, he found the pretty girl even more attractive. He licked his lips.

"Heh, quite a temper..."

Just then, many educated youths came out to eat and greeted Chen Weidong when they saw him:

"Chen Weidong? You've finally shown up!"

"Yes, he's been missing for over a month. I heard he's been enjoying himself at his uncle's house in your county?"

Chen Weidong smiled smugly, but his gaze remained fixed on Su Wanqing: "Of course I had to come back and see who got my housing spot. Turns out it's such a beautiful new educated youth comrade."

Tian Dahua also rushed over upon hearing the commotion. While others might fawn over or fear Chen Weidong, she was fearless and said directly with a stern face:

"Chen Weidong, you haven't worked a single day in the village since you went there, nor have you ever lived there. You should have given up your housing quota long ago! Since you're living comfortably in the county, just stay there. Why are you coming back to fight for a house?"

She said this with ulterior motives, fearing that if Chen Weidong really took back the quota, Su Wanqing's family would definitely have to move, and then the pressure would fall on her, the team leader, and she might have to give up her house.

When Tian Dahua publicly exposed Chen Weidong's shortcomings, his expression changed, and he said in a sinister tone:

"Tian Dahua, I think your regiment doesn't want the diesel generator anymore! My uncle has already said that the quota for diesel engines and matching threshing machines for your 65th Regiment this year has been cancelled! They've been allocated to the 61st Regiment! After the autumn harvest, you can expect to be threshing wheat and grinding flour by hand!"

These words immediately threw all the educated youth into a panic!

"What?! The diesel engine quota is being cancelled?!"

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"The autumn harvest is tiring enough as it is; if you don't have a threshing machine and have to thresh everything by hand, you'll be peeling off a whole layer of skin!"

"At least we had the machines last year, but what will we do if we don't this year? How long will the project be delayed?"

The educated youth immediately began to discuss in alarm, still vividly remembering the hardships of last year's autumn harvest.

Tian Dahua turned pale with anger: "Chen Weidong! You're despicable! You used this to threaten Secretary Li?" Her heart sank. It was over. If the higher-ups wanted the diesel engine, they might really give the house quota back to Chen Weidong! Then her house would be in danger!

Chen Weidong shrugged. "Whether I live in this house or not is my business. But as long as my quota is there, this largest brick house can only be mine. You want an easier harvest? Simple, just ask this Comrade Su and his family to move out, right?"

The pressure instantly shifted to Su Wanqing.

Zhang Yan watched with schadenfreude from the crowd, while her eyes were filled with admiration for Chen Weidong. Perhaps this was the kind of man she could entrust her life to, someone who could live in the county and eat and drink well every day, instead of Zhou Yanshen, a good-looking but useless educated youth who could only loaf around in the countryside.

The educated youth who had just been watching the spectacle immediately began to offer their own advice, all for their own benefit:

"Dr. Su, we know you're a good person, but look, without a diesel generator, our whole village will be exhausted from the autumn harvest!"

"Just consider it a good deed and give up your house. Aren't there a few smaller brick houses next door?"

"Yes, Captain Tian, ​​why don't you give your house to Dr. Su, and have Dr. Su give this big room to Chen Weidong?"

"Let's prioritize the overall situation for Comrade Su right now!"

Tian Dahua's face was ashen, her lips pressed tightly together. Su Wanqing's expression remained calm, but her eyes grew increasingly cold.

Chen Weidong reveled in the thrill of controlling others' destinies. He slowly approached Su Wanqing, lowering his voice...

"So, Comrade Xiao Su? What's your decision? If you give up your house quota, the whole village will be grateful to you. If you insist on not giving it up... the generator for the autumn harvest will be gone, and you'll be a sinner in the village. You'll be drowned in spit. However, this isn't entirely unnecessarily difficult, as long as you..."

Su Wanqing sneered inwardly, preparing to roll up her sleeves and give this shameless scoundrel a good talking-to, using the "physical persuasion method" she had learned in her previous life to teach him a lesson—

Just then, a tall and imposing figure stood in front of Su Wanqing, completely protecting her behind him.

Zhou Yanshen looked down at Chen Weidong, who was half a head shorter than him, his voice icy:

"I think it's not very good."

He possessed a military-like dignity. "The house was allocated by the organization based on the actual situation of my wife and me, and it was reasonable and compliant with regulations. We will not give it up, nor do we have any reason to."

He took a step forward, and the powerful pressure made Chen Weidong instinctively step back. "You, stand back, stay away from my wife."

When a short, ugly, and fat person says this, it's disgusting; but when a tall, handsome person says it, it's like a savior has descended.

So handsome it's irresistible!

Zhou Yanshen, how can you be so incredibly handsome and domineering?!