"The old man is still there. In this situation, there must be a guardian. The guardian must be determined through the court, and it is not just that you say you are."

The three of us took turns to explain this issue to Chen Ronghua from various angles and tones. She didn't give up, but she thought that she would make decisions about the demolition and decided on this demolition.

When the three of us left the Chen family, they were all dry and dry.

"Brother Qi, let me contact the other three and let them pinch them away by themselves." The thin man complained.

"You are sure to contact the other three and we will be relieved? I think it is very likely that Chen Ronghua will be involved in the demolition office." I sighed.

In the morning, it was a literary fight, and my mouth was almost worn out, but in the afternoon, I encountered a military fight.

In the afternoon, the children of this family fought against the demolition compensation in the intent questionnaire, just to calculate the number of people in the household registration book or the area of ​​the property rights house. Those who do not have a household registration and those who have a household registration started to argue. I regretted not bringing Guo Yujie. The three of us were tied up, and someone grabbed the collar and asked about the plan for demolition compensation.

"This is just an intention investigation, and the final plan will refer to the results of the investigation. We will ask for opinions for each property owner in the six villages of Workers and Peasants, and then make a decision after summarizing it. Generally speaking, the two plans will be combined..." My explanation was interrupted by someone. Fortunately, it was not me who hit me, but they were themselves who started hitting me again.

Finally, a female family member of his family took the phone and asked to call the police, and the matter was settled. The owner of the house, the old lady Song Xian, looked unintentional. The eldest son said that it was better to divide the head by the head, so she drew the trace on it, and the younger son said that it would be a good deal based on the housing area. She drew the trace on another option. When the family was fighting, she sat aside and watched, but when the family stopped fighting, she sat aside and watched. The single-choice question had a multiple-choice answer.

After struggling to get this flawed questionnaire, we were still scared when we came out of this family.

"Director Mao has never talked about these two companies to us." The thin man complained.

These two potential nail owners are very troublesome and will definitely get entangled with the demolition office in the future.

"The problems that money can solve are not problems," I said.

Compared to Aoba who is a real nail-biting household, this is really not a problem.

"Besides, isn't there any such thing as Chang Facai who can balance it?" I added.

It is unfair to do this. No matter what they are, they are willing to take less compensation, that is their business. There is no reason to fill the empty funds into the mouths of some greedy people. But in order to calm down and complete the work smoothly, they must do this. The old saying goes, children who cry have milk, and those who are bullied are honest people, and they are all right.

"I really hope they can catch a ghost in the six villages of Workers and Peasants, and be scared." The thin man cursed.

The fat man kept looking at his phone, and then he interrupted: "Brother Qi, can I leave early?"

I slapped my forehead and said, "By the way, you're going on a date today."

"Hehe." The fat man scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Let's go back by car," I said.

The thin man raised his thumbs up and whispered his eyes, "Come on."

"It's not that urgent, I'll take you back to the office first." The fat man ignored the thin man's vulgarity and opened the car door, "Just get to the flower shop before five o'clock."

"You'd better leave quickly. Go back and take a shower and change your clothes." I patted the roof of the car.

Just now, the three of us had to work hard and sweat.

The fat man hesitated for a moment.

"Okay, go quickly!" the thin man waved.

The fat man smiled silly, thanked us, and drove away in the car.

"Where can I take the bus here?" The thin man looked around.

"There is a subway ahead, and I saw it when I came." I pointed the direction.

On weekdays, it is not time to get off work, there are not many people on the street and the subway is empty.

On the way, I sent a message to Guo Yujie and asked them to ask Director Mao, Chen Jiahui and Song Xian’s family affairs.

After transferring to the subway once, Guo Yujie replied to the news.

"I was taken to live by my children a few years ago. No one in the community heard that their children were incompatible and were unfilial." I sighed and told the thin man.

"That's not that big pie before." The thin man curled his lips.

"Chen Jiahui has been in Alzheimer's disease for some years, and it was because of this that Chen Ronghua took him over. The four brothers and sisters agreed that Chen Ronghua took care of Chen Jiahui and the rent of the house in the six villages of the Workers and Governors was given to Chen Ronghua." I continued.

"Then Chen Ronghua didn't lie before."

Chen Ronghua mentioned this when she was talking about the guardian issue with us. She used this as a basis to ask for the right to deal with the property.

"The rent doesn't matter, but the demolition payment may not be." I turned off my phone.

The thin man snorted and poked my arm with his elbow.

I looked over in confusion, and saw him tilting his head and whispering in front. I turned around and saw the mobile TV on the subway introducing the topic of Valentine's Day. The reporter in the picture was standing on a beautiful street, leading the camera.

"The audience should be able to see the love tree behind me now. Most of our citizens should have heard of the love tree on Kangxin Road. The love tree has also been popular among the popular tourist attractions in Minqing City. However, before Zhang Long, the president of Longfei Group, showed his love with his wife, the reputation of the love tree was still relatively limited."

My body stiffened.

"This boss Long Fei is endless." The thin man complained.

"We can now see that the leaves of the Love Tree have fallen off. This season, the leaves of the Love Tree should have gradually fallen from green to yellow, but the video taken by the shop owner x22 on the shopping website proved that a week ago, the Love Tree was still full of green leaves, and all the green leaves fell on the ground overnight. Today we interviewed Master Li, the sanitation worker in charge of Kangxin Road. Hello, Master Li."

The camera was a little further away, and there was a sanitation worker standing next to the reporter.

"Hello." Master Li was a little embarrassed.

"Can you ask you, what happened to this love tree a week ago? Is it really full of green leaves?" The reporter handed the microphone.

Master Li nodded, "Yes, it's still green leaves. All the way here, this one is the only one that is green, it's very obvious."

"And then all the green leaves fell off all night?"

"Yes. I just came here the day before yesterday to sweep the dead leaves of other trees. When I came the next day, I saw a lot of green leaves piled under this tree." Master Li nodded again.

“How did you deal with those leaves?”

Master Li was a little embarrassed, "I was going to sweep it away, but a young man happened to pass by and said he came to take it away. I have also heard the story of the love tree. People often come here to take photos, and some people ask us sanitation workers if there are green leaves. I see someone wants it, so I will..."

"Oh. That young man collected all these leaves?"

"Yes, he also asked me to borrow a big bag."

"Thank you, Master Li."

The camera moved horizontally and captured a middle-aged man standing on the other side of the reporter.

"Professor Huang, do you think the phenomenon of love tree is normal? Is it because the trees are sick that all the green leaves fall off overnight?" The reporter continued the interview.

I couldn't listen anymore, so I went to the shopping website on my phone, searched for the love tree, and found that store.

"386..." I opened my mouth wide.

"What's wrong with Brother Qi?" The thin man was infected by me and became nervous.

"Monthly sales are 386, ah, it's already 388." My hands trembled and looked up at the TV.

The love tree behind the reporter was tangled like twists and turns, and the branches were bare and there was no leaf. I didn’t see the strange scene in the photo in the green leaf archive.

Was he suppressed by Xuan Qing Zhenren? So, is there no problem?

Sweat all over my back.
Chapter completed!