Hearing this, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked: "What are the articles on homestead and housing reform?"
"Stop asking, it won't do you any good."
Li Chengliang waved his hands helplessly, "We don't have the strength to challenge others."
"If you don't have the strength to challenge others, you won't challenge them, but I still want to know what's going on here."
Zhang Fan insisted.
Zhang Fan needs to go to Wang Guizhen's homestead to get the talisman left by Chi You, the God of War. Zhang Fan must find out about the situation at the homestead.
Seeing Zhang Fan's insistence, Li Chengliang had no choice but to say: "You are a relative from Wang Guizhen's side, and I am a relative from Li Kangri's side. We are also considered relatives. Since you want to know, I will tell you.
Our village was demolished ten years ago. Before the demolition, Li Kangri's house was already in disrepair and no one in the village took it seriously.
The housing reform policy in our village is to give each old house a 500,000 yuan subsidy, but it needs to follow the national plan to build the house. The money for building the house and decoration will also be paid by the state. The national plan is actually to shorten the yard and make the road wider.
If the villagers built it themselves, they would all want to occupy more space outside, and the road would not be as wide as it is now."
"According to this policy, Li Kangri can get a subsidy of 500,000 yuan. That house also belongs to Li Kangri. Is that what you mean?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"Yes, that's what it means."
Li Chengliang responded.
"Li Kangri and Wang Guizhen have no heirs, so who gave the 500,000?
I see their house is occupied, but who lives there?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"During the demolition, the village chief said this to the outside world. Since Li Kangri's family had no one, the 500,000 yuan subsidy was not allocated. The homestead was originally owned by the village, and the village committee took it back directly. Later, after the house was built,
, the village chief said that his son bought this house from the village committee for 200,000 yuan, and now the village chief’s son lives here.”
Li Chengliang replied.
Hearing this, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows. This situation gave Zhang Fan the first impression that there was something wrong. However, without evidence, Zhang Fan couldn't talk nonsense.
"There is a reason why I didn't let you ask about this matter. A month ago, a young man named Wang Nian came to our village and asked about the subsidy and homestead situation.
He came with evidence, including the county's allocation list. The list contained the names of Li Kangri and Wang Guizhen, and the 500,000 subsidy had already been paid.
The village chief snatched the detailed list and tore it into pieces. He said that Wang was here to cheat and organized the villagers to beat Wang out.
But the next day, Wang Yiannian brought new documents and some people from the road to the village. The village chief directly called the police, and Wang Yiannian and the others were all taken away. Half a month ago, Wang Yiannian
He was sentenced to seven years for causing trouble and extortion in one year. We, the village chief, have someone above us and there is nothing we can do."
Li Chengliang waved his hand helplessly again, "By the way, this Wang Yiannian is Wang Guizhen's cousin, so there is nothing wrong with him inheriting. Maybe I still have some inheritance rights.
Oh, right?
What is your relationship with Wang Guizhen?"
"He can be considered a cousin."
Zhang Fan casually prevaricated.
"Dong dong dong..."
At this moment, there was a knock on the door from the north door.
"You sit down first and I'll open the door."
Li Chengliang pressed his hand on Zhang Fanxu and walked towards the back door, Zhang Fan followed him with his eyes.
The door opened, and Zhang Fan saw a slightly fat man in his thirties with an unruly look on his face.
"Construction, come in quickly..." Li Chengliang made way for the fat man.
Li Chengliang's mother leaned closer to Zhang Fan and whispered in Zhang Fan's ear, "This is the village chief's son Li Jianshe."
Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and took a look at Li Jianshe.
"Brother Chengliang, there is no more firewood at home. I will take a bundle from you and I will give it back to you when I have it."
Li Jianshe said.
As soon as these words came out, Li Chengliang's mother's face darkened, she curled her lips, and whispered in Zhang Fan's ear: "Just this month, he came to our house to borrow firewood ten times, and never returned it once. With him,
That dead dad is just like him, he only wants to take advantage and doesn't want to suffer any losses."
"Wait for me here and I'll get it for you."
Li Chengliang didn't say much.
"Brother Chengliang, why bother you? I can just go by myself. It's not like I don't know where the firewood is."
Li Jianshe walked towards the south courtyard first.
Soon, Li Jianshe arrived in front of Zhang Fan. He took a look at Zhang Fan, then looked at Li Chengliang's mother and said, "Auntie, we have a guest at home."
"kindness."
Li Chengliang's mother responded with a smile.
"By the way, this is also the nephew of Li Kang's wife. He wants to build a tomb for his aunt here."
Li Chengliang answered that this matter would have to be reported to the village chief sooner or later, so he told it in advance.
"Same as that boy Wang Nianyan?"
Li Jianshe looked at Zhang Fan with a trace of hostility in his eyes.
"The relationship is the same, but people either come here for that matter or to set up a tomb."
Li Chengliang quickly explained.
"There is no place in the village to erect a tomb now. The land in the village is very expensive. If you want to erect a tomb, you will probably have to spend some money."
Li Jianshe said.
"Eh?
Don’t we have a cemetery in our village? Can’t everyone in the village be buried there?”
Li Chengliang asked rhetorically.
"Haven't this couple moved away a long time ago? How can there be any place for them?"
Li Jianshe replied.
"I see that their registered residence has not been moved. After all, they are still people from our village."
Li Chengliang said truthfully, "This situation should..."
Before Li Chengliang finished speaking, Li Jianshe interrupted him with a frown and said angrily: "It's not enough to have a household registration here. Of course, if you want to be a living Bodhisattva with great mercy, you can give up your cemetery or the cemetery of your family.
give her."
When Li Jianshe said the last sentence, he glanced at Li Chengliang's mother, obviously referring to it.
Li Chengliang was also a dignified and hot-blooded man. He immediately felt angry in his heart, but he just gritted his teeth bitterly and said nothing more. He was a typical person who dared to be angry but dared not speak.
Li Chengliang, a senior and a junior, had a conflict with each other because of two sentences, and when they were involved, their family collapsed.
"If your household registration has not been moved out, you are a resident of the village and has the same rights as everyone in the village. You are not the one who has the final say."
Zhang Fan said calmly.
Faced with Zhang Fan's rebuttal, Li Jianshe angrily laughed and said, "I have the final say here. If you don't believe me, why don't you try?"
Li Jianshe's voice was full of provocation, and his eyes looking at Zhang Fan were full of disdain.