The van stopped early when it was still a distance from the shanty town. Xia Jian jumped out of the car first and walked quickly towards the shanty town.

The people in the car got off the car one by one, and according to the arrangement, everyone followed Xia Jian slowly. It seemed to others that these were just a few migrant workers looking for work.

Entering the shanty town from an alley, the scene in front of me is really unbelievable. Outside there are tall buildings and bustling bustling city, but behind the tall buildings are low and dilapidated houses. Perhaps due to the obstruction of the surrounding high buildings, some houses here may not see the sun all year round.

Xia Jian walked step by step into the alley, and the more he went in, the heavier he felt. The people living here, except for the low and dilapidated houses, even the people living here have different mental outlook.

Xia Jian was walking, and a woman was exploring her body, and a basin of dirty water that had washed things was poured on the road that was originally not wide. Fortunately, Xia Jian flashed quickly, otherwise the dirty water might have splashed all over him.

A group of innocent children were playing and chasing, spreading laughter for a long time. On the side of the road, a middle-aged man in his fifty-year-old sat on a small stool, and a shoe repair machine was placed in front of him. The floor was filled with parts for shoe repair.

Perhaps because of the reason why there was no business after the Chinese New Year, the middle-aged man inserted his hands into his sleeves and his eyes were slightly closed. Xia Jian walked over gently and squatted beside the middle-aged man.

Tong Gang, who was following him, immediately stopped walking and looked up everywhere. The women behind Tong Gang were also standing on the side of the road and pretending to chat with the residents living here.

"Shoes repair?"

The middle-aged man opened his eyes and asked softly with a glance at Xia Jian.

Xia Jian quickly took out a pack of cigarettes prepared in advance and took it out and handed it over. The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment or took it.

Xia Jian took one of them himself, then lit a cigarette for the middle-aged man before lit it for himself.

"Master! We came here from other places to work. We wanted to find a house here. Where can we find a house? Also, I heard that this place is going to be demolished, will it be unsafe to rent a house?"

Xia Jian took a puff of cigarette and fireworks before asking casually.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "This place is dirty and messy, with many outsiders living in it. It is said that they can rent a house. But since last year, they said that they were going to be demolished. The area and population of each household have been counted, but the amount of the relocation money has been paid. If you say you don't have money, who will still demolish it?"

"Ah! There are other things like this? I work on the construction site and have experienced a lot of such things. Generally, developers will give money to the local management department before demolition. What's going on here?"

Xia Jian asked in surprise.

The middle-aged man took a good sip of cigarettes, then smiled and said, "What do you know? It's just in the past two days. A resident and a woman hanged herself because of the demolition money."

"Ah! This is a big deal! What's going on? Let's talk about it!"

Xia Jian smiled, and he squatted and moved his steps to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man might be grateful to Xia Jian for a cigarette he gave him, but he sighed and said, "It seems that he is forcing them to buy out the house, but their family only received half of the compensation. What's wrong? The cadres who came to urge them to move to fight with her man, but the woman got angry and hung up."

"Oh! This is amazing. Which family lives where?"

"What are you doing? Why did you ask about these things when a renter asked about it?"

The middle-aged man glared at his eyes and said a little unhappy.

Xia Jian quickly handed over another cigarette, and then smiled and said, "I am afraid of being brave, but I am most afraid of ghosts. So I asked clearly that we must rent a house away from this family."

"You young man talks nonsense. What's the hell in this world? Their house has several alleys away from here, just at the entrance of the north alley. The houses in front of their house have been demolished. It's their turn after the New Year."

The middle-aged man said, reaching out to pass the lighter in Xia Jian's hand, lit the cigarette in his hand and started sucking hard.

When Xia Jian got up and left, he realized that the man had only one leg, no wonder he could only sit here for business.

Xia Jian, who had already left, took out the pack of cigarettes he had opened, stuffed them into it for 100 yuan, and then walked over and said, "You can keep this cigarette for you to smoke."

"Haha! I've seen it a long time ago that you are not migrant workers who come to find a house. Can migrant workers wear leather shoes as good as you?"

The middle-aged man took the cigarette from Xia Jian's hand and said with a smile.

Xia Jian nodded, raised his fingers to his mouth: "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

According to the shoe repairman's general tips, Xia Jian passed through seven or eight alleys in a row, and after walking for about ten minutes, he saw the open space that had been demolished.

He looked left and right and saw several wreaths in front of the door of the family. Xia Jian's heart couldn't help but shrink. He slowed down and walked towards the family.

Before Xia Jianren walked over, he heard the cry of the children in the yard. Xia Jian did not dare to go in directly, but looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he slipped in.

This is a small courtyard with a small area. The yard has three bungalows on the yard, one on the east and the west and two on the south. Perhaps because it is not enough to live in, there are two iron-clad rooms on the roof of the bungalow.

There was a mourning hall in the main house, and there were several filial sons sitting on the ground. There were several tables in the courtyard, and several people sat in front of each table, either talking or smoking. But no one was making noise and no one played cards. The atmosphere in the entire courtyard seemed low and sad.

As soon as Xia Jian entered the courtyard, he quickly sat at a small table at the entrance of the courtyard. Three men sat at the table, one of whom handed Xia Jian a cigarette. Everyone didn't know each other, and the man thought Xia Jian was also here to attend the funeral.

Xia Jian caught the cigarette and lit it. He took a breath of beautifully as he learned from someone.

At this moment, an old man with a cane suddenly walked in from outside the yard, and two young men were following him.

As soon as the old man entered the yard, he shouted loudly: "Li Jiujin! You lived forty or fifty years old. If something happened like this, they ignored it and didn't ask. Do you plan to just forget it?"

"Brother-in-law! My sister can't die like this. Today we will carry her to the city. I don't believe that no one is involved in this matter. If you don't pay for demolition of the house, you will beat people. Is there any other way to do this?"

A young man following the old man shouted loudly into the main hall.
Chapter completed!