In name only: I will break the chess game in Handong

Chen Luo nodded in agreement.

After the meeting ended and he left, Chen Luo chose to go straight home. Just then, Li Dakang stepped forward and stood next to him.

"Secretary Chen, I'll be handing Zhao Donglai over to you from now on."

Chen Luo was taken aback by the very blunt words, then nodded and said, "Actually, Secretary Dakang, I don't want anyone to come close to me or to be labeled as such."

Zhao Donglai is indeed better suited for a job in the provincial department. As for the rest, Secretary Dakang, serve the people!

Chen Luo extended his hand, and Li Dakang smiled and shook it.

"I must say, Secretary Chen, things are different now that you've truly let go of the past. If it were before, I would definitely have argued with you at the meeting just now."

"Hahaha, has Secretary Dakang finally realized something?"

"Sigh, I used to hold onto power tightly and thought it was a kind of enjoyment, but these days when I come home to a cold and quiet place, I feel that power is useless."

My daughter will be returning to China in two months, and I'm counting down the days.

They smiled at each other and let bygones be bygones. There was no real conflict between them; it was just that their positions sometimes differed.

"Secretary Dakang, don't underestimate yourself! The situation is still uncertain."

Li Dakang knew what Chen Luo meant by those words, and he gently shook his head and said, "The outcome is already decided, there's no point in struggling. Secretary Chen, the future of Handong belongs to you."

After leaving the provincial party committee building, the two got into their respective cars.

Time is like sand slipping through your fingers. Saturday arrived, but instead of working overtime as usual, Hou Liangping went to People's Park to relax.

As Hou Liangping walked, the music of square dancing reached his ears. Looking up, he saw a group of retired elderly men and women dancing ballroom dance. Hou Liangping stopped, not to admire them, but because he noticed a familiar figure: Wang Fuzhen, Chen Hai's mother!

What's even more interesting is that there was an old man next to Wang Fuzhen, whose temperament was far inferior to Chen Yanshi's.

“Fuzhen, children and grandchildren have their own blessings. You worry too much. Let Chen Hai handle his own affairs.”

He's not a twenty-year-old anymore, he's forty. Even if you wanted to, how much could you really control?

Wang Fuzhen sighed heavily.

“Brother Weimin, this is just my personality, I can’t change it. A few days ago, Old Chen was so angry that he fell and hurt his leg. Before, our family was always safe and sound.”

Now, on the contrary...

Huang Weimin shook his head.

"Perhaps there is some influence from outsiders, but ultimately it is their own fault."

If you ask me, your husband Chen is all talk and no action. He's arrogant and values ​​his reputation more than his life.

Chen Hai had a very smooth life for the first twenty years, without experiencing any setbacks or struggles.

He also places excessive importance on saving face, treating temporary success or failure as a matter of utmost importance. Even now, I remain skeptical: can Chen Hai truly be a good leader of the Guangming District government?

The two sat on the chairs and talked, occasionally glancing at the other people dancing. As they got older, even if they used to like it, they could only sit and watch.

At this moment, Hou Liangping had already circled around to the side of the two and silently took out his phone to take pictures.

It must be said that Hou Liangping chose a very good angle. Although Wang Fuzhen and Huang Weimin are 20 centimeters apart, they appear to be very close together in Hou Liangping's photos.

In particular, when Wang Fuzhen sighed, Huang Weimin gently patted her back to comfort her, but Hou Liangping managed to capture the scene as Wang Fuzhen shyly lowering her head, and Huang Weimin reaching out his devilish hand.

Neither of them noticed Hou Liangping's presence.

They came quietly and left without a sound.

Hou Liangping left with his "achievements".

Without stopping, Hou Liangping went directly to the nursing home where Chen Yanshi lived. The weather was nice and sunny.

Chen Yanshi only suffered a broken ankle. After having a cast put on, he returned home to recuperate. Right now, he is lying alone in a chair, squinting his eyes and enjoying the sunshine.

The door creaked open.

Hou Liangping pushed open the door and saw Chen Yanshi lying in the yard, a smile appearing on his lips.

"I said Uncle Chen seems to be in a very good mood!"

Hearing Hou Liangping's voice in surprise, which sounded like a devil's whisper, made Chen Yanshi feel a little jolted.

He sat bolt upright, staring intently at Hou Liangping, then roared, "Hou Liangping, leave! You're not welcome in our house! Chen Hai, come out and throw this Hou Liangping out of here!"

Upon hearing this, Hou Liangping showed no anger and maintained his smile until Chen Hai came out of the house.

"Don't be impatient, Uncle Chen, I have something really good to show you. I guarantee you'll be so excited you'll die!"

"Hou Liangping, my dad doesn't need to see anything of yours, get out of here!"

These tricks might work on ordinary people, but Hou Liangping is shameless; how could he not take them in?

He took out his phone and handed it directly to Chen Yanshi.

"Uncle Chen, I'm just trying to be helpful by reminding you that you're not getting any better at your age than this, and you don't even appreciate it. It's really heartbreaking."

As he spoke, Chen Yanshi saw the photo, and his eyes widened instantly.

Seeing this, Chen Hai also came over.

The photos struck Chen Hai like a thunderbolt: his mother had cheated on him?

"You bitch!"

Chen Yanshi's eyes were bloodshot and his whole body was trembling, while Chen Hai tried his best to comfort him despite his own distress.

"Dad, Hou Liangping's words cannot be trusted!"

"Hey Chen Hai, you're being petty and judging others by your own standards. Let me tell you the truth, this was taken in the People's Park next to your house. If you don't believe me, go and see for yourselves. Right now, your mom is probably still standing right next to this guy!"

After taking his phone back, Hou Liangping left with a flourish.

Only Chen Yanshi and Chen Hai remained silent for a long time.

"Hai Zi, push me to the park!"

It wasn't until Chen Yanshi spoke that Chen Hai came to his senses. He also wanted to verify the truth, so without thinking it over, he pushed Chen Yanshi towards the park.

The square dancing was still lively, and Wang Fuzhen and Huang Weimin were chatting just as enthusiastically. When they talked about their childhood, they both smiled with nostalgia.

Just then, Chen Hai and Chen Yanshi arrived from not far away. They also looked at the two men with big smiles on their faces. Chen Yanshi exploded in an instant.

Chapter 178 He died from bleeding, an irreconcilable feud.

"Wang Fuzhen! You bitch!"

Chen Yanshi shouted these words with almost all his might, and the sudden turn of events stunned Wang Fuzhen and Huang Weimin, who were talking.

Even the elderly people who were dancing in the square stopped in unison, and everyone's attention shifted back and forth between Chen Yanshi and his group.

Wang Fuzhen's face instantly darkened. She stood up and walked towards Chen Yanshi, then looked down at him with an icy gaze.

"Are you crazy! What have I done to deserve this? You keep calling me a slut. I've been married to you for decades, given you my children, and now I have to put up with this? Speak up! This isn't over until you give me an explanation!"

Wang Fuzhen's questioning left Chen Yanshi speechless, while Chen Hai, standing to the side, tried to act as a peacemaker.

"Mom, Dad didn't mean it..."

"Shut up! This is none of your business!"

Wang Fuzhen glared at Chen Hai, who immediately wilted and lowered his head, not daring to utter a sound.

And what about Chen Yanshi?

Most people would have calmed down once the misunderstanding was cleared up, but Chen Yanshi, who was being watched by the elderly people around him and was very concerned about his reputation, could not allow himself to make a mistake.

"Explanation? Wang Fuzhen, do you really think I'm a fool?"

"Tell me what you and Huang Yaoshi were doing just now, sneaking out on a date behind my back! At your age, aren't you ashamed? I have no shame!"

Wang Fuzhen was really angry now. The reason she chose to chat with Huang Weimin was to build up her son's connections. Who would still be having a twilight romance at seventy or eighty years old?

"Chen Yanshi, you have disappointed me greatly!"

As Wang Fuzhen spoke, she recalled the hardships she had endured over the years, and tears streamed down her face. The onlookers were thoroughly entertained, while Chen Yanshi, the person involved, felt a growing sense of unease. Just as he was about to apologize, Huang Weimin walked over with a gloomy expression.

“Old Chen, you know what’s going on between me and Fuzhen. I won’t argue with you once or twice because I think you’re not in good health and can’t be upset. But once or twice is not enough. I, Huang Weimin, have always treated Fuzhen like a younger sister!”

If your own heart is corrupt, please don't slander others. You're supposed to be a veteran cadre, yet you lack even the basic ability to distinguish right from wrong? You believe someone just because they stirred things up?

"Hmph! You've really lost your mind!"

After saying that, Huang Weimin turned and left.

Meanwhile, Wang Fuzhen continued to contribute her output.

"Chen Yanshi, if you're so paranoid, we can get a divorce. That way, you won't have to worry about this eighty-year-old woman being unfaithful to you..."

Wang Fu was truly heartbroken when she said this. She had run around for her family, only to be met with this result.

"If I had known you were this kind of person, I should have divorced you back then and taken Yangyang with me. Why is it like this now..."

With tears streaming down her face, Wang Fuzhen squatted down on the ground, unable to muster any strength. Chen Hai rushed forward to help his mother. And what about Chen Yanshi?

He was speechless after being confronted, and at this moment, the onlookers realized that the old man in the wheelchair suspected his wife of cheating on him.

He's already eighty, what kind of egg is he going to lay?

The barbed gazes of the crowd fell on Chen Yanshi without any regard for the mockery, disdain, and ridicule in their eyes. Chen Yanshi saw all of them and his body trembled uncontrollably. At this moment, Chen Yanshi had only one thought: to escape!

He pushed the two wheels with all his might, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move them an inch. His face turned increasingly red, and his blood pressure began to rise rapidly.

Like a flood crashing against a dam, just as Chen Yanshi tried to push his wheelchair away again, boom! The dam broke, his blood vessels burst, and in an instant, Chen Yanshi began to convulse uncontrollably.

Those watching the spectacle also noticed this.

When Chen Hai came to his senses, Chen Yanshi had already stopped breathing.

Three hours later, at the First People's Hospital of Jingzhou City, when the door to the emergency room was pushed open, Chen Hai saw the silent expression on the emergency doctor's face and instantly broke down.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, we have done our best."

Please accept my condolences.

Like a bolt from the blue, Chen Hai collapsed to the ground, his eyes vacant and lifeless.

The family, who had been arguing, stopped arguing the moment Chen Yanshi passed away. Wang Fuzhen remained silent, feeling that she was responsible for her husband's cerebral hemorrhage.

And what about Chen Hai?