Ye Chen had a feeling in his heart that something was wrong.

I quickly called back.

After the phone rang a few times, Wen Qianqian's voice came.

"Chen, Brother Chen..."

Wen Qianqian's voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of crying.

"What happened?" Ye Chen asked.

"A group of people came to our house and wanted to demolish my house. My mother didn't agree, so they took action."

"Little bitch, who should you call?"

Before Ye Chen could ask questions, there was a sound of men yelling and cursing from the other end, followed by a sound of smashing, and the phone was smashed.

Ye Chen's heart skipped a beat, feeling that things were not that simple, so he immediately hailed a taxi and went straight to where Wen Qianqian lived.

Wen Qianqian and Ye Chen live in the same village, not far from Lanhai City. In addition, transportation is now accessible in all directions and there are more and more expressways.

It used to take two hours to drive to the city, but now it takes almost forty minutes.

Ye Chen sat in the back seat and scratched his head anxiously.

At this time, the mobile phone in Ye Chen's pocket rang again.

I thought it was Wen Qianqian, but when I looked down, it was Zhao Chunyang.

"What's the matter?"

"Brother Chen, where are you? Are you free tonight? Let's sit together?"

"Brother Niu wants to treat you to a meal." Zhao Chunyang asked.

"No time, I'm going back to my hometown."

"Why did you come back suddenly? Is there something wrong?" Zhao Chunyang is a smart man, and Ye Chen doesn't have any relatives in his hometown.

If he came home without saying hello this time, something must have happened.

"Damn, there are a bunch of bastards who are going to demolish my friend's house. Hang up first. They are almost there." Ye Chen saw the scene outside the window gradually leaving the highway and hung up immediately.

at the same time.

A dilapidated red brick house surrounded by overgrown weeds.

The walls are covered with dense green vines that have been eroded by the years.

There were more than a dozen strong men surrounding the door, holding sticks and shovels in their hands, looking menacing.

There are two excavators standing not far away.

Many villagers in shabby clothes stood not far away, with unwillingness on their faces.

"Li Ping, why are you doing this?"

"I called you yesterday and told you that those who know the current affairs are heroes."

"What's the use of guarding this shabby house? It's not worth a lot of money. I'm only willing to talk to you openly because we have known each other for so many years."

A middle-aged man in his early fifties, smoking a cigarette, squeezed out from the group of strong men.

It was the village chief—Hao Weifeng.

He was also very depressed. During this period, 90% of the people in the village decided to compromise and leave with the compensation.

But there are a few people who don't know how to praise and refuse to be demolished.

We were all fellow villagers, and Hao Weifeng did not want to use force unless it was absolutely necessary.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be nice if word spread about this.

"Village Chief, this is our native village. It has a history of many years. There is really no need to do it just for some money." Li Ping said pleadingly to Hao Weifeng while wiping away her tears.

Hao Weifeng smiled: "Li Ping, you also said, how old is our village? How much did it cost to build this shabby house behind you?"

"Now my boss has said that as long as you are willing to leave, I will give you an extra 10,000 yuan on top of the original compensation."

"It's quite a lot. Take it as soon as you see fit. I begged them for this privilege for a long time before they were willing to accept it. Look at the misery of those who refused to be demolished." Hao Weifeng pointed to a few people standing not far away.

a villager.

Most of them had bruises on their noses and swollen faces, and varying degrees of discoloration on their bodies.

Hao Weifeng seemed to be speaking for Li Ping, but there was already a vague threat.

Li Ping raised her face tremblingly, glanced at the villagers not far away, and trembled all over.

"Okay, that's it for now, brothers, take action!" Hao Weifeng waved his hand, and the dozen or so big men behind him started to move.

The excavator also roared, making bursts of harsh sounds.

"No, let's discuss it later." Li Ping grabbed Hao Weifeng's arm and pleaded with her eyes.

"This matter is really not up to you."

"Stop talking nonsense, demolishing a house and chirping, old Bangzi, if you are talking nonsense, I will demolish you too!"

At this time, a bald man with a big belly and a black mink coat stepped out of a black Mercedes-Benz not far away.

There are strings of Buddhist beads hanging on her body.

There is also a wolf tattooed on his chest.

Extremely ferocious.

"Village Chief Hao, my patience is limited, don't forget what you promised me." The bald head glared at Hao Weifeng and said coldly.

Just one look made Hao Weifeng tremble with fear.

The full name of the bald man in front of me is Zhu Huilong, and he is the main person in charge of this major demolition.

During the demolition, Zhu Huilong found Hao Weifeng.

Tell him that as long as he helps him demolish a house, he will be given 10,000 yuan as a favor.

Although the village is small, there are hundreds of households in all sizes, which is a full million!

How many lifetimes does it take for a leader of a backward and impoverished village to save one million without eating or drinking?

In addition, his son is at the age of getting married, and the person he is talking to wants to buy a house and a car in the county, as well as a bride price of 200,000 yuan.

He had no choice but to change his mind.

But they also have conditions, that is, if all households are not demolished, Hao Weifeng will not get a penny, and he will also have to pay compensation.

That's why Hao Weifeng is so anxious.

"Li Ping, stop making trouble. It will do no good to you or me if the trouble continues. In this way, as long as you are willing to cooperate, I will try to find a way to get them to give you an additional 10,000 yuan."

"It's quite a lot. No one wants your house. Now as long as you are willing to leave, you can get 70,000 yuan in total."

"Wouldn't it be good for you to use this money as pension money?" Hao Weifeng continued to persuade.

"I don't want money." Li Ping burst into tears.

"Damn, that's really ink, get out of here!" The bald head obviously lost his patience, took a step forward and kicked Li Ping over.

"Brothers, work hard. You have finished the work for me today. Each of you is adding two thousand yuan!"

A big reward must be a brave man. When this group of people heard about the extra two thousand yuan, their eyes flashed with gold and they rushed into the yard.

In the center of the courtyard, Wen Qianqian was sitting on a stool. In front of her was a square table with a photo of the deceased and some fruits and vegetables.

Even though it was daytime, these people still felt chilly all over when they saw the black and white photos above.

"What are you doing? What are you grinding about? Go in, move things out, and let's start working!" Zhu Huilong walked in and urged impatiently.

"Mr. Zhu, look." A big man pointed at Yi Zhao, swallowed his mouth and said.

Zhu Huilong sucked the cigar on his lips and slapped the big man on the head: "Trash, how can a dead person jump out of a coffin?"

Hao Weifeng ran in at the door, frowning and admonishing: "Qianqian, what are you doing? Hurry up and put your father's photo in!"

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