Chapter 137: Chapter 137: If Standing Doesn’t Work, How about Lying Down?
Liu Zheng’s eyes shifted upward, then he started sizing up his daughter-in-law, Zhao Cuihua, from head to toe.
At that moment, Zhao Cuihua rolled her eyes, glanced at her father-in-law, and instinctively curled up, hugging her arms as she said, "So you really are thinking this way?"
Liu Zheng didn’t care about that, since he had managed to act in public, there was naturally no reason for him to be picky about his methods.
He slowly sidled up to his daughter-in-law and whispered, "I may not be able, but you definitely are. He knows how to treat sprains and bruises. When the time comes, you just flaunt your charms a bit. Then lure him in, I’ll bring a few strong men to kick down the door and catch him red-handed. After that, he won’t even think about hanging around in the village anymore. Isn’t he all about ’justice’? Well, I’ll serve him some justice.
"Dare to mess with my cake, and he’s got only one way out—death. Let him know that I, the village chief, am not to be trifled with."
Zhao Cuihua’s face was the very picture of innocence as she shook her head continuously. By now, she had been driven to the edge of the bed by her father-in-law, and in a moment of panic, she sat down and blurted out, "You sick pervert, are you really thinking of sending me over to Liu Zheng? No way! Even though I need it, I still have to preserve my reputation."
Liu Zheng’s temperament had drastically changed; he was driven to madness.
Perhaps it was because his recent flunky hadn’t managed to release his tension, or because he couldn’t exhibit his skills to his satisfaction, that he turned his disappointment towards his daughter-in-law.
He pointed at her and commanded, "Whether you want to or not, you have to go, must go. Just get this done for me by tomorrow, and make it clean."
"No way, I’d rather die than go."
"You’d rather die than go, but do you think you can escape the judgment of the entire village?"
"Let me tell you something. Everyone in the village already knows you’re a flirtatious woman. And just think— if you could hook up with Liu Zheng, my son might even be happy about it."
"Pervert, both you father and son are perverts! Perverts!"
But Liu Zheng didn’t become the village chief by relying solely on his family’s powerful status in the village; after all, the Liu Family is the second largest surname there.
On the other hand, when he was running for village chief, he had used many unorthodox methods, such as distributing rice and flour to the villagers, and he liked to use this tactic to smooth things over with those around him—like how he had his sights set on his daughter-in-law now.
Liu Zheng turned and walked toward the door. Before leaving, he twisted back to throw a vicious parting shot at his daughter-in-law.
"You just wait here for me. I’ll make you go to Liu Zheng willingly."
Zhao Cuihua felt slightly relieved to see her father-in-law leave.
With him not around, she felt relatively more relaxed, aside from her other pressing needs, which she certainly couldn’t count on her unreliable father-in-law for.
Zhao Cuihua thought of a way out; if she didn’t want to go, she might as well lock herself inside the house.
That way, it was possible her father-in-law would give up on bothering her.
But she underestimated her father-in-law’s sinister determination.
With a loud bang, the door was kicked open by Liu Zheng, and the door handle fell to the floor.
The cold lock was as chilling as her heart felt at that moment.
"What are you doing? I already said I don’t want to go, and yet you’re still forcing me."
However, Liu Zheng didn’t show the cold-heartedness or cruelty he had before.
At that moment, he pulled out a roll of cash from his pocket and, in front of his daughter-in-law, tossed it onto her.
Then he sat down, lit a cigarette, and said, "Did you think I’d send you off without getting something in return? You’re the daughter-in-law of our family, so naturally, I have to give you some benefits. I give benefits to others in the village; of course, I’ll give you even more."
Zhao Cuihua married Liu Zheng for the money, pure and simple.
Back in the day, when she demanded a dowry of 300,000, it was because she saw Liu Zheng’s father was the village secretary, owned a factory in the village, and had a lot of land.
She did some rough calculations and figured that just from this side alone, the income was almost 200,000 a year, so it was certain that Liu Zheng was not poor in the village.
And when Zhao Cuihua saw the two stacks of money, she could tell right away, it must be twenty thousand yuan.
She had indeed spent a lot of money in the past while; even her husband had started to complain about it sometimes. And in this past month, she hadn’t gotten her hands on any money, and at his home, apart from serving her father-in-law for free, she hadn’t made any other money.
Now, seeing Liu Zheng, and having placed the two stacks of money in front of him, Zhao Cuihua’s face was sweeter than honey with her smile.
She put the money under her pillow, then flashed a flirtatious smile.
Then, she sauntered over to her father-in-law Liu Zheng with a seductive gait, and whispering close to his ear, said, "Dad, if you’d been like this before, I wouldn’t have had to suffer so much, and you wouldn’t have to be so upset.
I really like your way, a true man, so manly."
"You saucy woman, you can even spin out English when there’s money involved, huh? Ha, I heard rumors before that you engaged in some improper professions outside, and I didn’t believe it.
I even said my son was a fool for it.
Of course, in the end, I didn’t dig up anything, so I took it as rumors and gossip.
But the way you’re behaving now, it sure makes me think maybe you really were selling flesh out there, huh?"
Zhao Cuihua neither confirmed nor denied it, just covering her mouth and laughing, she said, "Ha, Dad, I am in the meat business, but maybe not the kind you’re thinking of.
You know, our village is full of slaughterhouse big shots. Although my family doesn’t raise pigs, we do sell a good amount of meat. You have no idea how good my knife skills are."
Liu Zheng frowned, looking at his daughter-in-law in front of him, thinking that with such a slender figure and seductive appearance, it was hard to believe she was selling pork.
It’s more likely she was using the cover of selling pork to disguise the fact she was selling flesh.
But now, whether she sells meat or not is no longer important, since she’s part of the family.
These twenty thousand yuan are still very useful.
Now, he had thought of another tactic, one that he wouldn’t have come up with on his own.
At that moment, Liu Zheng suddenly placed his rough hand on her waist, then slid up to her armpit, and his right arm reached down to the root of her thigh. With some effort, he gently lifted and held Zhao Cuihua in his arms.
At this point, Zhao Cuihua, perhaps because she got the money, looked at her father-in-law with admiration, like the endless flow of a mighty river.
"Cui Hua, I hope you can be the same with Liu Zheng tomorrow, you got that? And bring your pig slaughtering knife—give him a good fan while you’re at it."
Zhao Cuihua nodded slightly, but then she changed the subject.
"You’ve been holding it in so uncomfortably today, of course you need to let it out.
Earlier it was against my wishes, but now I’m willing. How about we give it another try?
Standing won’t work, but perhaps lying down will do."
