The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

Watching Yang Shuisheng drink the wine, Zhou Caifeng and Zhao Youcai remained silent for a long time, their eyes lowered, their hearts pounding with anxiety.

Zhao Youcai was uneasy because he had something to hide.

Back then, he played a dishonorable role in taking away Yang Shuisheng's ten acres of land near the spring, helping Hong Dachang to seize the land from Yang Shuisheng's honest parents through a method that was almost outright robbery.

Although it was Hong Dachang and his men who were the main ones to take action, Zhao Youcai, the village chief, did a lot of favors and received considerable benefits in return.

He was afraid that Yang Shuisheng, now that he had climbed up to Wang Kun and gained power, would come back to settle old scores and seek revenge. So today's meal was actually Zhao Youcai's way of testing him, trying to please him, and finding a way out for himself.

"So, Shui Sheng, what's your decision?"

Zhou Caifeng felt uneasy, and even more guilty.

Although she was just a woman and didn't directly participate in that incident, she still enjoyed the benefits that Zhao Youcai brought back.

She knew how that land came to be, and it had always been a hurdle in her heart.

Especially after Yang Shuisheng's parents had one accident after another, and Yang Shuisheng became mentally impaired, although she did not kick him when he was down like some people did, she never stood up and said a word of justice.

Now that Yang Shuisheng has regained his senses and has become capable again, she feels even worse.

The reason she's trying so hard to persuade Yang Shuisheng today, even using her body to seduce him, is partly to help Zhao Youcai stabilize the situation, and partly to make up for what she did wrong back then and lessen any resentment Yang Shuisheng might have towards her.

Yang Shuisheng remained silent, but his mind was racing with calculations.

It seems reasonable to agree to let Zhao Youcai take on this nominal village cadre position.

Even if Ma San successfully obtains evidence and has leverage to bring down Zhao Youcai, it doesn't mean they can immediately reclaim their land.

The key is Hong Dachang behind the scenes; Zhao Youcai is just a small fry in the open.

Taking down Zhao Youcai is easy, but dealing with Hong Dachang will probably require much more preparation, especially money!

Lawsuits cost money, smoothing things over costs money, and even retaliating in kind when necessary costs money!

The little over a thousand yuan he has now isn't even enough to redeem Liu Yulan, let alone cope with any potential major storms to come.

Plant a few acres of land, whether it's in Taohua'ao or another village, even if the soil quality is poor, it doesn't matter. As long as you use the traditional planting methods, you can quickly produce yields and earn real money.

This is exactly what he needs right now!

Accumulating capital and strengthening oneself is the only true path forward.

As for the small favor Zhao Youcai offered, it wouldn't hurt to accept it for now.

In any case, once the evidence is in hand, Zhao Youcai's fate will be in our own hands, and we can settle accounts with interest if necessary!

With this in mind, Yang Shuisheng made a decision.

"Alright."

He raised his head, his gaze sweeping over Zhao Youcai and Zhou Caifeng's faces, and finally nodded, saying in a flat tone, "Since Uncle Youcai and Aunt Feng have both said so, I might as well give this village cadre a try."

"However, you'll have to put a lot of effort into the land in Liangshui Village."

"Hey! Good! That's great!" Zhao Youcai felt relieved when he heard Yang Shuisheng agree, and his face immediately lit up with a smile. He quickly picked up his wine glass and said, "Come on, Shuisheng, let's have a toast."

"From now on, we're family. I'll take care of all the land in Liangshui Village and make sure you get a few acres of the best land."

"when."

The two wine glasses clinked together. Yang Shuisheng took a small sip, while Zhao Youcai excitedly downed his drink in one gulp.

Under the table, Zhou Caifeng's restless foot, sensing the relaxation and tacit approval of Yang Shuisheng's thigh muscles, became even bolder and more ambiguous in its movements. Her toes even gently hooked, causing Yang Shuisheng's body to stiffen slightly, but he did not show it on his face.

After a while, Zhao Youcai drank quite a bit because he was happy.

"Shuisheng, you eat first, I'll go run the toilet."

He got up with a smile and staggered downstairs.

Suddenly, only Yang Shuisheng and Zhou Caifeng remained in the room.

As soon as Zhao Youcai's footsteps disappeared at the top of the stairs, Zhou Caifeng seemed to have no more scruples. Her body went limp, and she leaned almost her entire upper body against Yang Shuisheng's arm.

The rich fragrance and soft, voluptuous touch of her body instantly enveloped Yang Shuisheng.

She tilted her head back, her breath sweet and fragrant, her eyes hazy and alluring, her voice soft and sticky: "Shuisheng...you've finally agreed, I can finally feel more at ease."

Yang Shuisheng could feel her full breasts pressing tightly against his arm; their amazing elasticity and heat made his heart beat faster.

"Aunt Feng, isn't this a bit inappropriate? Zhao Youcai will be back soon."

"What are you afraid of? He takes his time in the outhouse, he won't be back for at least ten minutes..." Zhou Caifeng chuckled, her hand secretly slipping under the table and gently grasping Yang Shuisheng's firm thigh through his pants. "We just need to keep an eye on the door... he won't notice..."

Her movements were bold and direct, with a kind of unbridled abandon.

Yang Shuisheng felt a surge of anger rise from his lower abdomen, and his breathing became heavier.

He didn't stand on ceremony anymore, grabbing Zhou Caifeng's hand and gently tracing her soft hand with his fingers. With his other hand, he wrapped his arms around her voluptuous waist and pulled her closer to him.

In the dimly lit main room, the two listened to the sounds downstairs while groping and exploring each other, engaging in a silent yet stimulating intimate contact.

Zhou Caifeng's face grew increasingly red, her breathing became more and more rapid, and her body went limp against Yang Shuisheng as if she had no bones.

About seven or eight minutes later, the sound of Zhao Youcai's footsteps coming upstairs and humming a tune could be heard downstairs.

The two separated instantly.

"This couldn't have come at the worst possible time."

Zhou Caifeng muttered to herself as she quickly sat up straight, hurriedly tidying her somewhat messy hair and clothes, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Yang Shuisheng quickly adjusted his posture and picked up his chopsticks, pretending to pick up some food.

Zhao Youcai pushed the door open and came in. He saw that Zhou Caifeng's cheeks were flushed and her eyes were watery. His first thought was that she had drunk too much. He didn't pay much attention and said with a smile, "Caifeng, if you can't hold your liquor, drink less. Look how red your face is."

"I'll drink it!"

Zhou Caifeng rolled her eyes at him and then took another sip in front of him.

Zhao Youcai ignored her and continued to warmly invite Yang Shuisheng to eat and drink after sitting down, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

Before I knew it, the meal was finally over.

"Uncle Youcai, we've eaten and drunk, but there's something I'd like to take care of right now."

"What is it? Tell me!" Zhao Youcai asked with great interest.

"I want to go and see the spring in my house," Yang Shuisheng said expectantly. "I'll just walk around the outside and not go in."

"I haven't been there for many years. I want to go and see if that place is still thriving."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Youcai's heart skipped a beat, and his smile became somewhat forced: "Go there? That land belongs to Boss Hong now, and he's even hired people to look after it. It's fine for you to go and take a look, but..."

"So, I'd like to ask Uncle Youcai to come with me," Yang Shuisheng said sincerely. "With you, the village chief, there'll be a better chance if the land watcher sees us."

"Otherwise, if I go alone, people might mistake me for someone going to cause trouble, which would be troublesome, wouldn't you say?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Youcai felt it made sense.

With him around, the landowners will definitely give him face, and he can also keep an eye on Yang Shuisheng to prevent him from doing anything outrageous and angering Boss Hong.

"Okay, if you want to go see it, I'll go with you!"

"I'm here, everything will be alright."

"Should Aunt Feng come along too?"

Yang Shuisheng looked at Zhou Caifeng sitting to the side and said with a smile, "Let's go for a walk after we just finished eating. It'll help us digest and it'll be more lively with more people."

Zhou Caifeng, who was looking for an opportunity to spend more time with Yang Shuisheng, quickly nodded, "Okay! I'll go with you."

So the three of them got up, tidied themselves up a bit, and went out together.

We walked towards the foot of the mountain behind the village, towards the spring that once belonged to Yang Shuisheng's family.

Night had fallen, the moonlight was pale, and the village road was quiet, save for the sound of three people's footsteps and the occasional bark of a dog.

Shortly after they left, a dark figure silently slipped behind Zhao Youcai's two-story house.

It was Ma San who was carrying the camera.

Following Yang Shuisheng's instructions, he took advantage of the opportunity when Yang Shuisheng lured Zhao Youcai's family away to sneak into Zhao's house, preparing to complete the crucial task of taking photos as evidence.