The Brigade Secretary's Woman

Li Baoku, the brigade secretary, came to the Yuejin Production Team.

Compared to other brigades, the Hongqi Brigade was small in both population and land area, with only
eight production teams, a little over three hundred households, and less than a thousand people.

Logically speaking, before the implementation of family planning, most families had three or four children,
making a total of six or seven people. A total of only a thousand people across the brigade's three hundred households was indeed
quite small .

The key issue was that the Hongqi Brigade was poor, and girls from other places refused to marry into it, resulting in too many
bachelors and many living independently. Due to poverty and backwardness, coupled with the deeply ingrained
idea of continuing the family line, some families had no other choice but to resort to brothers sharing a wife. This

wasn't done openly; it was all done secretly. The children born were randomly assigned to one of
the bachelors to support the family, and the woman was nominally the brother's wife. In some families, the sons were useless,
and rumors of incestuous relationships between fathers-in-law and daughters-in-law were common.

As a result, many bad habits such as adultery, petty theft, and fighting arose, becoming commonplace and accepted by
the people .

Li Baoku, as a prominent representative of young activists, first honorably joined the Party and later succeeded
his predecessor as secretary. Upon taking office, he was full of grand ambitions, vowing to completely change the impoverished and backward
conditions adhered to the principle of "being strong oneself before being corrupt," resolutely refusing to accept drinks from others, sleep with others
, or curse others' ancestors.

However, over the years, he offended many people, and he gradually lost his temper. He started drinking,
sleeping with others, and cursing became a habit. Eventually, wherever he went, chickens and
ducks would flee in terror, quacking as if they had seen a plague god. Even petty thieves reacted
the same way .

But the adults weren't afraid of him. Seeing him approaching from afar, they not only didn't avoid him, but actively went to greet him.

The men hurriedly took out cigarettes, offered lights, and greeted him. The cigarettes weren't anything special, just cheap ones costing a little over ten cents a
pack, just enough to get by.

Li Baoku was good in this respect; no matter who offered him a cigarette, he would take it and light it.
Unlike some brigade cadres who would check the brand before accepting a cigarette, refusing anything too cheap; and unlike some brigade cadres
who would accept a cigarette but not light it, simply tucking it behind their ear and throwing it away as soon as they were away. People praised him, saying, "
Secretary Zhao is a good person. He's stopped putting on airs and treats us commune members like human beings.

" Young wives and older women no longer avoided Li Baoku.

Seeing him approaching from afar, most of them, some charming, some poised, and some shyly, went to greet him.
The more meticulous
Some, mostly newlyweds or young women, would n't actively approach him
, huddling at the back of the group, their eyes constantly glancing at Li Baoku. But the moment their eyes met, they would hastily look away.

Li Baoku treated all women equally, with the same gentle smiles, the same caring greetings, and
the same unrestrained flirting, showing absolutely no favoritism. He had another good point:
his flirting with women usually involved three steps: shaving their faces, touching their breasts, and patting their buttocks—and that was it.

He believed that a woman's lower body shouldn't be touched lightly; such things were for the bedroom, and should be kept
private . As the brigade secretary, he had to be mindful of his status and the impact on his reputation.

He would certainly not easily lay hands on the newlyweds or young women.

The older women and Secretary Li were fooling around wildly. Some of the bolder women, in their excitement, even dared
to pull down Li Baoku's pants, exposing him completely naked. Li Baoku remained calm and unperturbed, only chuckling.

Seeing this, the newlyweds and young women felt both shy and jealous, a strange
unease .

In truth, the men offering Li Baoku cigarettes and chatting, and the women joining in his foolish antics, all had the same
purpose : first, to get closer to Secretary Li so they could ask for his help later; second,
to take a break while smoking and joking, keeping Secretary Li entertained so the team leader wouldn't have to rush them
to work , and certainly wouldn't deduct their work points. Therefore, everyone eagerly awaited Li Baoku's arrival.

But despite their anticipation, he rarely visited the impoverished production team.

Early on the morning of the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, Li Baoku arrived at the Yuejin Production Team.

He couldn't refuse. He was the matchmaker for Zheng Daguang and Wang Mingfen. Leaving aside Zheng Daguang,
he had to come just for Wang Mingfen's sake.

Wang Mingfen's father had worked in a salt field when he fled famine years ago. After accumulating some money, he returned
and bought several acres of land, bringing back a woman he met on the journey. Wang Mingfen was born, and their life was
prosperous .

Later, during the land reform and class reassignment, everyone in the brigade was poor, and not a single landlord could be found. Wang Mingfen's father, however,
because he had a few acres of land, built a double-story house with bricks he had fired himself, and had a
beautiful wife of dubious origin, suddenly became a landlord.

With this label attached, the family's life became predictably miserable. Finally, Wang Mingfen's father died unexpectedly during a struggle session organized by the commune
, and her mother suddenly went insane.

Wang Mingfen grew up in this environment, blossoming into a beautiful young woman,
a spitting image of her mother in her youth.

To be fair, Li Baoku was quite kind to their family.

He would visit them whenever he had free time, ostensibly to stay vigilant and monitor the new movements of class enemies, but actually to
secretly provide assistance to the mother and daughter, who were in dire straits. After all,
he felt some guilt for having taken Wang Mingfen's father to the commune for criticism and struggle sessions, which led to his death.

As time went on, he suddenly discovered that Wang Mingfen was exceptionally beautiful, like a beautiful bird emerging from a deep mountain, or an elegant orchid growing in a secluded valley.
Compared to other girls, Wang Mingfen possessed a quieter, shyer, and more innocent air, and was always silent, seemingly
resigned to her fate.

Li Baoku struggled with his thoughts, but desire ultimately triumphed over reason. Finally, one midday,
he climbed onto Wang Mingfen's bed and took her virginity.

Wang Mingfen was terrified, both of the man before her and of her precious first time. But
what courage or strength did a landlord's son have to resist?

Once there was a first time, there was a second, and so on. Later, Li Baoku had
many women around him and gradually neglected her, though he would still visit her once or twice a month.

Until one day, Wang Mingfen ate something unclean and vomited violently. Li Baoku thought she was
pregnant and was terrified. He then remembered that he should find her a husband so that things would be easier for them in the future. But
what family would dare marry a landlord's son who was entangled with the Party Secretary? Li Baoku was racking his brains over this.

Coincidentally, Zheng Daguang came to the brigade to ask him for relief grain, and he finally had an idea. So, he
volunteered to be Zheng Daguang's matchmaker.

Zheng Daguang had vaguely heard about Secretary Li and Wang Mingfen's affair, but he was a bachelor,
penniless, and had no chance of finding a wife. He was already grateful to have a woman willing to live with him; there
was no reason for him to refuse.

Zhao Yongtian accompanied Li Baoku to inspect the wheat fields, inquire about winter field management
, and then took a walk around the livestock shed, checking the cattle's condition and asking the old herdsman about their eating, drinking, and defecating habits.
Overall, he was satisfied. When he heard that Li Yue'e's family was also holding a one-month celebration for their child at noon, he
decided to attend as well. After all,
it wouldn't .

Seeing Secretary Li, wearing his almost ever-present yellow military overcoat, stride dignifiedly towards Li Yue'e's
house for a banquet, the
men suddenly surged over. The women, meanwhile, stayed at home, nailing shoe soles while
sulking inexplicably: "That hot-blooded bastard, he's not even as good as Sha Baozi, he quietly hooked up with the secretary, it's infuriating
!

" Zhao Yongtian's wife, Chen Qiumei, paced back and forth at home, cursing inwardly: "I'll
settle accounts with . I'll make him confess when he hooked up with Sha Baozi! That Sha Baozi, he can't even plant rice seedlings,
besides his big breasts, what does he have that I don't? And he acts like a bastard!

" At the banquet, everyone took turns toasting Li Baoku, creating a commotion both inside and outside the house, which surprised
and delighted Li Yue'e and Tian Shouwang. When Li Baoku shook hands with Tian Shouwang, Tian Shouwang was so nervous he was at a loss for words,
rubbing his hands on his pants repeatedly, unable to extend his hand for a long time. When giving Xiao Baxi a red envelope, Li Baoku's
fingers seemed to intentionally or unintentionally brush against Li Yue'e's ample breasts,
leaving stunned for a long time, forgetting even to say thank you to the secretary.

For several days, Li Yue'e was still wondering what his action meant. Looking down at
Xiao Baxi in her arms, she thought: "Jingu, you are really lucky. Even the brigade secretary came to your wedding,
and he came to your place first. Each generation is better than the last. You little brat, you're
much better than that dog of a father! He only cares about his own wedding and pleasure, and doesn't even bother to look at you. What an ungrateful wretch."

In Li Yue'e's eyes, the brigade secretary was supreme, an emperor emeritus, possessing the power of
life and death .

But she never imagined that the little thing she held in her arms, suckling at her nipple like a wolf
, would later become the head of the township women's federation, far surpassing Li Baoku's official rank!

Zheng Daguang's wedding banquet was even more extravagant.

To reform the landlord's son, to celebrate the elimination of another bachelor in the brigade, and to witness
the newlyweds thriving under the superior socialist system, Li Baoku notified all the brigade cadres. Even the kerosene lamp from
the brigade headquarters was brought over, brightly hung high on the crooked jujube tree,
illuminating Zheng's dilapidated courtyard as if it were broad daylight.

Zheng Daguang and his sister never expected such a spectacle. The two sisters beamed from ear to ear,
bustling about serving tea and water, offering cigarettes and lighting them, wiping towels and bundles, their faces radiant with happiness.

Zhao Yongtian, too, had abandoned his usual airs at banquets. No longer did he stroll leisurely with his hands behind his back
or sit casually at the table waiting for the meal to begin. With so many brigade cadres sitting there so arrogantly, who did Zhao Yongtian
think he was? He could only carry a thermos, constantly refilling their water bottles and offering them cigarettes with a forced smile; at the table, he was also
the one holding a wine bottle, constantly pouring wine and serving food to Secretary Zhao and the others, busier than a newlywed couple.

The Yuejin Brigade's work had always been a model of backwardness in the entire brigade. Unlike
other ducks or crabs. Therefore,
the brigade cadres had always had a very poor impression of Zhao Yongtian.

Despite his poor performance, there was nothing anyone could do about it. The reason was obvious to everyone, and it was all thanks to Zhao Yongtian's wife,
Chen Qiumei Everyone knew that woman was having an affair with Secretary Li, and with Secretary Li as their protector, no one
dared to provoke her.

The groom, Zheng Daguang, and the bride, Wang Mingfen, took turns toasting, and everyone noisily shouted, "Toast
Secretary Li !"

Li Baoku was usually a good drinker, but at Li Yue'e's house at noon, he couldn't resist the urging from everyone. Seeing Li Yue'e's
fair and plump figure after her postpartum period, he felt inexplicably excited and suddenly drank too much. He
staggered to Zheng Daguang's house, and in his excitement, he talked a lot, chatting and rambling with the villagers,
another barrage of conversation, which left him somewhat dazed.

"Good...uh...you two should love each other dearly...uh...thank the Party...uh...cheers..." Li Baoku
, supporting himself on the table, stood up unsteadily, raised his glass, and toasted the newlyweds.

Zheng Daguang and Wang Mingfen were deeply grateful. A dignified brigade secretary, a man of great prestige,
had acted as their matchmaker and arranged such a grand banquet, inviting so many brigade cadres—
truly giving them face. Wang Mingfen, in particular, was even more impressed: "He's a cadre after all; his magnanimity is
different. Seeing the woman he'd been with going to sleep in another man's arms tonight, he wasn't angry or upset at all, and was even
drinking happily—truly remarkable!"

Just as the two of them turned to toast the other brigade cadres, Li Baoku, slightly drunk, pointed at Wang
Mingfen and said, "You...you come here...I want to drink a nuptial cup with you!"

This nuptial cup drink was originally for the bride and groom to drink in their bridal chamber, symbolizing their inseparable bond. However,
sometimes the wedding night festivities got out of hand, and the bride was forced to
drink with her father-in-law, implying incest. But this drink wasn't appropriate with outsiders. Li Baoku had no relation to the Zheng family;
how could ?

Li Baoku persisted, and the others egged him on.

Wang Mingfen's already flushed face turned even redder, reaching her ears. She glanced at Zheng Daguang, bewildered and helpless,
but all she saw was indifference. With no other choice, she nervously approached Li Baoku.

"Sit on my lap, let me hold you while you drink!" Li Baoku commanded. Wang Mingfen hesitated for a long time,
refusing to sit on Li Baoku's lap no matter what.

Zhao Yongtian and his gang, who were always looking for trouble, couldn't let such a good show pass them by. They pushed and shoved
Wang Mingfen into Li Baoku's arms, then forced her to sit on his lap.

Seeing Wang Mingfen trembling as she finished her drink, Li Baoku stared at her shy face and
whispered meaningfully in her ear, "Don't forget who you are. I'm the brigade secretary... uh
... no matter where you go, you're mine!"

Then, taking advantage of the moment when no one was looking, he secretly groped Wang Mingfen's buttocks before letting her go.

Wang Mingfen had initially thought that she finally had a legitimate husband, and that he wouldn't bother her
anymore . But Li Baoku's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over her head in the dead of winter,
chilling her to the bone.

Zheng Daguang was certainly unwilling for his new wife to drink the nuptial wine with another man, but that man was the Party Secretary—
what could he do? Besides, it was a custom passed down from their ancestors that there were no distinctions of rank for the first three days of marriage; if someone was making a scene in your
bridal chamber, what could you say?

His eyes almost blazed with anger; he closed his eyes, wanting to rush forward and give that man a good slap, but
reason controlled his nerves. He could only bite his lip tightly, his face flushed with pent-up frustration.

Zheng Daguang's sister sensed something was amiss and, fearing her brother might do something foolish in a moment of impulsiveness, quickly stepped in to smooth things over
: "Daguang, the Party Secretary is like our parent. He's just joking with Mingfen; it's a sign of respect for the Zheng family and
giving us face. Why don't you hurry up and go to other tables to offer toasts?"

Zheng Daguang and Wang Mingfen, with extremely complicated feelings, reluctantly went to other tables to offer toasts.

After the guests left, the young couple sat on the bed in their new room, exchanging glances, neither wanting to speak,
sitting there awkwardly. Zheng Daguang smoked one cigarette after another, filling the room with a pungent smell of smoke; Wang Mingfen
stared blankly at her red cloth shoes, her hand absentmindedly playing with her long, glossy black braid, occasionally
coughing softly.

After a long silence, it was Zheng Daguang who broke the ice. He turned to her, his eyes fixed
on Wang Mingfen's face, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Did you really have that with him?"

Wang Mingfen looked up, glanced at Zheng Daguang in a flustered manner, then looked away again.
After , she nodded slightly.

An indescribable feeling welled up in Zheng Daguang's heart. Although he had long heard about Wang Mingfen and Li
Baoku 's affair, at this moment he preferred to believe it was just a rumor, malicious slander against Secretary Li
. How he wished he could hear her say no! But the truth cruelly shattered his hopes.

"How many years have you been with him? Tell me!" Zheng Daguang grabbed Wang Mingfen's blouse and asked fiercely.

"It's...it's been more than three years," Wang Mingfen answered, trembling with fear.

As a woman, what woman could forget her precious first time? That unforgettable
scene was still deeply imprinted in Wang Mingfen's mind. She was only seventeen that year.

Wang Mingfen remembers it clearly; it was a sweltering midday in the dog days of summer, the air unusually muggy, so hot that
it was hard to breathe , even the dogs were panting with their tongues lolling out. Unable to bear the heat any longer, Wang Mingfen, wearing only thin trousers
and a short-sleeved shirt, went down to the river to bathe. The cool water soaked her warm body, and small fish
swam between her fair thighs, occasionally nibbling at her, making her feel ticklish yet incredibly comfortable.

Lying in the water, she unwrapped her long braid, using her fingers as a comb to carefully wash her dark, shiny
hair, then slipped her hands inside her clothes to gently wash her fair, tender body.

Once she was cool enough, Wang Mingfen, her hair still wet and her body dripping, climbed ashore and
slowly walked home.

Li Baoku, having just finished drinking somewhere, staggered past. Seeing Wang Mingfen
emerge , her thin clothes clinging to her body, revealing her curves, and her hair flowing freely, like a mermaid from legend
, he immediately became excited, a small tent pitching in his crotch. Wang Mingfen's family belonged to the landlord class, and
very few people visited their home, for fear of blurring boundaries. They lived far from other houses, in a detached house with its own courtyard.
She never imagined that on this sweltering midday, someone would secretly follow her.

She returned home, not even closing the front door, and went to her room to take off her wet clothes, intending to change into dry
ones. Li Baoku, who had been peeping from under the window, saw Wang Mingfen's youthful yet slightly plump body
naked before him. He could no longer resist, strode into the room, grabbed her, and pushed her onto the bed.

The sudden intrusion startled Wang Mingfen, and she instinctively resisted. But a weak,
single woman was no match for a strong, large man. She wanted to scream, but her mother had vanished, seemingly insane.
There was no one outside in the middle of the day, and when she saw the person who entered—Secretary Li—
she couldn't utter a sound. Terrified, she trembled all over, her hands, which had been forcefully pushing against him,
now hung limply at her
sides

him torment her as he ravaged her. "You better tell me honestly, are you carrying his child or not?" Zheng Daguang roared, exasperated.

"No…no, absolutely not!" Wang Mingfen was jolted awake from her reverie by Zheng Daguang's shout.
She hastily and earnestly declared her love.

"Let bygones be bygones. If I find you still involved with him, I'll break your legs!"
Zheng Daguang said, standing up and quickly stripping himself naked. He then
disarmed , grabbed her, and plopped her down on the bed, pressing his weight on top of her.

Wang Mingfen, underneath him, couldn't help but feel resentful: Men are such scoundrels! When she was being harassed earlier,
he was meek and submissive, not daring to utter a sound. Now he's acting all high and mighty! What a piece of trash!

But then she thought: He's just as pitiful as she is. He's been alone since her parents left, and
it wasn't easy for him to finally get married. No man could accept her messy situation,
so it's no wonder he's upset. She's his wife now; from now on, she'd better treat him well!

As for Li Baoku, how could that ravenous wolf easily let go of such a tempting piece of meat?
What's meant to be will be, so let it be.

Thinking this, Wang Mingfen turned and hugged her man tightly, her limbs wrapping around him like an octopus.

Aside from that one chance encounter with Li Yue'e, Zheng Daguang had never touched another woman. Today, he finally
had a legitimate reason to sleep with his wife. A surge of energy welled up inside him, and his erect penis plunged directly into Wang
Mingfen's already wet lower body, thrusting haphazardly. Li Baoku hadn't been with Wang Mingfen for quite some time, and she
felt like a nursing baby whose nipple had been suddenly pulled from its mouth. An indescribable feeling had been suppressed deep within her,
making her feel incredibly stifled. Now, she was like a madwoman, her eyes red with desire, clinging tightly to her man's strong body,
refusing to let go. With each thrust of Zheng Daguang, she cried out like a drumbeat,
releasing all the pent-up frustration of the past few days.

Under the cover of night, the two men on the kang (heated brick bed) were entwined like mating snakes, writhing and
thrashing about, biting each other's lips like starving dogs. The man's panting and the woman's moans mingled as they
spent their wedding night in the throes of pleasure.

Ten months later, amidst Wang Mingfen's agonizing screams, Zheng Daguang's precious son, Zhicheng, was born.

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