What was considered a very beautiful night was spent in a charming and ambiguous atmosphere with the three of us sleeping together and me hugging each other. To outsiders, this was definitely a night full of imagination, but to me
Tell you! No!
I didn't sleep all night!
Don't get me wrong, I couldn't stand it all night and was too embarrassed to get up to pee, so my balls hurt from being held in all night! How can anyone who has never experienced this kind of pain understand it?
Early the next morning, we heard a group of people talking downstairs, which woke us all up.
"What's going on?" my sister said, rubbing her hazy eyes and getting up, "The people downstairs are so noisy!"
I got up and walked to the window. I saw a big truck outside the small building. A few men wearing yellow safety helmets and dirty vests came down and were unloading the scaffolding steel pipes on the truck. The leading man was holding a
He said with a small trumpet: "Move quickly! Be more agile with your hands and feet!"
But the steel pipes they unloaded were not piled elsewhere. Instead, they were stuffed into the small front yard through the iron gate of the other house.
I couldn't help but frown and said, "You change your clothes first, I'll go down to find them!"
"What's wrong?" Shangguan Wan'er also sat up in confusion and said.
The way she looks when she wakes up is so beautiful!
I couldn't help but swallowed my saliva, turned around, opened the door and walked down. I opened the door hurriedly and shouted at the man who looked like a foreman: "Brother, what are you doing! What are you doing?"
There are still people living in the building, how can you pile these building materials into our yard?"
The man was also shocked, and immediately stopped the workers and said, "Wait a minute, why are there still people?" Then he came over with a suspicious look on his face and said, "Little brother, do you live here?"
I nodded, "What's going on with you guys? Which house are you sending to for decoration? How can you get them here?"
But the man was very surprised and said: "But... we were notified to repair and maintain your house!"
I was stunned when I heard it, and said suspiciously: "It's the building behind me. Are you mistaken?"
The man immediately turned around and shouted: "Xiao Wang, go to the car and get my document!" Then he turned around and asked a little embarrassed: "This is No. 3 Qingshui Street, right?"
I really don’t understand this. There is no house number on the old building. I have lived here for several days and I still don’t know what street this is and what number it is.
At this time, Shangguan Wan'er came out of the door wearing a loose pink and green T-shirt and said: "This is it, what's wrong?"
When the man heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said: "We are from the construction department of Xuzhou Cultural Relics Protection and Restoration Co., Ltd. Not long ago, our company bid for the restoration project of the ancient building located at No. 3 Qingshui Street, Yunhai City. Yesterday, the boss
Inform us to come over for construction today!”
As he said that, the little king had already brought the document over. The man glanced at it and then stretched it out in front of us and said, "Look, it's this document!"
I took the red-headed document suspiciously, and it clearly said "Reply from the Yunhai Municipal People's Government on the application for financial restoration of the ancient building at No. 3 Qingshui Street, Yunhai City". Considering that I have worked in the Archives Bureau for so many years
Judging from my experience, this document is genuine, not a forgery, it is just a color-printed copy.
"What's wrong?" My sister also ran out curiously while putting on her coat.
I gave the document to Shangguan Wan'er and asked softly: "Don't you know that your place has been applied to become a provincial first-level ancient architectural cultural relic protection site?"
Shangguan Wan'er shook her head blankly.
My sister curiously took the piece of paper from Shangguan Wan'er's hand and said, "What kind of cultural relics are not cultural relics?"
"Then what's going on?" I asked inexplicably, "You are the owner of the house, and you don't even know what's going on?"
Shangguan Wan'er was still biting her head in confusion.
I am a history major, so I know a little bit about the protection regulations for cultural relics. If it is listed as a provincial-level ancient building cultural relic, I cannot continue to live there. No matter who the owner of this property is, it will be included in the provincial
It is under the jurisdiction of the Heritage Conservation Association. You can choose to sell it to the government at a low price, or choose to continue to hold the property rights of the house, but you do not have the right to use it, the right to live in it, and the right to transfer it. To put it simply, you can tell others that this house is yours.
You don't have any other rights.
It is precisely because of this that even if it is put up for sale on the real estate market, no one dares to buy it; even if someone does buy it, the price will be kept very low because it cannot be developed, demolished, or lived in! If it is sold to the government, then
The price is just like the price of cabbage, let alone! Anyway, that’s how it is in China!
"Brother, what does this mean? Are they going to demolish our house?" My sister asked in surprise.
"It's not demolition, it's restoration!" The man explained immediately, "We are repairing and protecting ancient buildings!"
"Ah! How can we live like this?" My sister said in surprise, "Why?"
I couldn't help but frown, turned around and said politely to the man: "Brother, is there a mistake? This house is a private residence, and the owner has not applied for any cultural relic protection. How could it be..."
The man didn't understand why and said: "I don't understand this. We are also doing things according to the rules! This is the proof of financial transactions allocated by the government for the restoration of cultural relics, as well as our company's qualification certificate in the field of cultural relics protection! I also did it last night
It was only in the middle of the night that we received a call from our boss, saying that he would come over for construction work this morning!"
Last night at midnight??
My heart skipped a beat, I thought I knew who did it! It must be Shangguan Yun!
He must have made another plan after his failure, trying to drive Shangguan Wan'er out and then take the opportunity to regain the ownership of the house!
Shangguan Wan'er seemed to realize who had done this. Her body trembled and she leaned weakly against the wall, muttering: "It must be them! It must be them!"
My sister also reacted and said angrily: "That's too much! This house belongs to Wan'er, why do they just fix it as they say!" Then she angrily tore the documents in her hands into pieces and shouted: "You all should do it!"
I’m leaving! This house won’t be repaired!”
At this time, a black Mercedes-Benz stopped, and an elegant lady wearing brown toad sunglasses and a mink collared gown got out of the back seat that the driver opened and hid in the dark.
Under the umbrella of the bodyguard, he looked at the building in front of him with arrogance and disdain, then looked at Shangguan Wan'er, who was already in a state of despair, and said with a thick nasal voice from his nostrils: "Humph.
, that little bitch hasn’t moved out yet!”
Needless to say, this must be Shangguan Yun's mother. She looks condescending and domineering, and it makes me angry!
I suppressed the anger in my heart and walked up, but before I got close to her, I was stopped by two bodyguards beside her. I asked angrily: "Are you Shangguan Yun's mother?"
The noble lady glanced contemptuously and proudly turned her gaze elsewhere! She was so arrogant that she didn't even bother to talk to a commoner like me.
I was irritated at that time, "What the hell am I asking you! That uneducated woman! Didn't your parents teach you since you were a child that you should look at others when they ask questions?"
My words also angered this lady: "Who are you? Are you worthy of talking to me?"
I chuckled and said, "So, you have admitted that you are very uneducated!"
