"Haha, do you want your brother-in-law to beat those people, or don't you?" Seeing Nangong Che's excited look, Ye Huang asked with a smile.
"Of course I hope to beat them up. They are all bad people. They dare to demolish Xiao Xiao's house. Brother-in-law, beat them up hard." Waving his little fist, Nangong Che sat in the passenger seat as if he had won the battle.
Look.
"Okay, I haven't beaten them yet, but you are happy now." Shaking his head and smiling, Ye Huang started the car and followed Xing Tian and others' car in front, and finally drove the car across the intersection and stopped where it was.
The entrance to the community where Feng Guilan lives.
Originally, the community where Feng Guilan and his family lived was located near the urban-rural fringe and adjacent to the old steel factory. In recent years, Chongqing has developed rapidly and is now submerged in dense buildings.
If this two-story square building had been demolished and rebuilt elsewhere in Chongqing City, it has been preserved until now because the nearby old steel mill residential area has not been demolished, and the location is not very prominent.
However, after last year, after the area around the old steel factory was re-planned into a new commercial district, this originally forgotten area once again became popular.
Feng Guilan's house of more than a dozen families still living in a two-story building has become the target of many people's attention. Over the past year, many people have come to express their willingness to buy it, and the price is not low.
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Originally, according to Feng Guilan's idea, the money offered was not low, so he planned to sell it, but in the end, due to the introduction of national housing control measures, the matter was dropped.
This year, after the government officially announced the documents for the development of the old steel mill area, this area became popular again.
However, this fire did not prosper the dozen or so ordinary households living here, but instead made them homeless.
After a night of forced demolition last night, the courtyard is no longer what it used to be. There are only two cement pillars left in front of the gate, and the iron gate has disappeared.
The villagers who originally lived there were kicked out and each found a place to stay temporarily. Now above the ruins, some neighbors are picking up their damaged things, and everyone has a sad look on their face.
Ye Huang got off the car, and Xing Tian and Liang Wenda walked over.
"Sir, there is no one inside. It seems that they bulldozed this place last night and the people left." Xing Tian, who had gone to see it beforehand, replied to Ye Huang.
"Well, let the brothers stay in the car and don't come out. This group of people is very likely to be the same group as the people who caused trouble. The people coming later will come, don't let them go!"
"Don't worry, young master, none of them can escape." Nodding, Xing Tian glanced at the large forklifts and excavators parked on the roadside in the distance, his eyes flashing coldly.
"Sister, let's go see eldest brother. The house has been demolished and I don't know where I live now." Turning around, Ye Huang asked Feng Guilan who was standing behind him.
"There is a sloping land behind the house. It used to be a blacksmith's shop. I packed my things there. Your elder brother was there and I led the way..." As he said this, Feng Guilan hurriedly pulled his daughter in front and walked towards the ruins.
Hearing what Feng Guilan said, Ye Huang glanced at everyone and then followed him.
"Aunt Li, these things are no longer usable, how can you still clean them up?" After walking into the ruins, Feng Guilan asked her neighbors who were standing on the ruins of various houses to clean up their things.
"Xiao Xiao's mother, the manager can still use these things as firewood. I'm taking them back to use as firewood. It's such a winter, the house has been demolished, and there's not even anything to make a fire for cooking. Oh... what a sin.
..." Shaking his head, the old man wiped his tears while picking up the wooden door frame that had been torn apart by the excavator.
"Xiao Xiao, what the hell do these people do?" Aunt Li's husband, Uncle Li, straightened up and saw Ye Huang and others behind him and asked warily.
"Uncle Li, these are the teachers from Xiao Xiao's school. They came to see my house. Uncle Li, I see that the shack you built is not very solid. When I finish my work, I will help you build another shed." Feng Guilan
Somewhat enthusiastically shouted.
"It's no trouble. No matter how much we build it, it's just a shack. We are both in our late 70s and 80s. If we die early or play dead, we will die. If it really crushes us to death, it can be considered as a rest." Shaking his head, Uncle Li sighed.
Then he put it into his pocket behind his back and took out a hundred-yuan bill with some trembling, handed it to Feng Guilan and said.
"Xiao Xiao's mother, your Uncle Li has no ability and can't save a lot of money in his life. This little money is a little bit of our old couple's wishes, so you can keep it!"
"Uncle Li, how can this happen? I can't ask for this money. You have diabetes yourself and are often short of money. How can I accept your money?" Seeing that Uncle Li wanted to give him money, Feng Guilan's eyes immediately turned red.
Shit off.
"Mom, take it. We, an old couple, have never had any children in our lives. We treat Xiao Xiao as our own granddaughter, so this money should be given to her." Aunt Li next to her also persuaded her.
"Grandpa Li, I can't accept this money. You can keep it to buy medicine." Xiao Xiao, who was standing next to her mother, said sensibly.
"Good boy..." He reached out and touched the top of Xiao Xiao's head, and the old man sighed.
"Uncle Li, please keep this money. I really can't take it. You go ahead and get busy. I'll go and see the hole in my house first." As he said this, Feng Guilan wiped away her tears and turned around and walked inside.
On the way, Feng Guilan greeted three or five more people and walked a short distance for five minutes before walking over.
Along the way, Ye Huang and others also saw the warmth between neighbors in the community. Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. This is what happened before them.
During these five minutes, Feng Guilan also told everyone about some things in the community.
The old couple I met earlier, Uncle Li and Aunt Li, were lonely old people. One of their sons originally died in the counterattack against Vietnam, and in the end they had to rely on each other.
Feng Guilan usually lived in the same courtyard. Every time Feng Guilan made delicious food at home, he would bring a portion to the couple. When guests came to the house, Feng Guilan would also invite the couple to have dinner together during New Years and holidays.
It can be said that although the old couple has no blood relationship with Feng Guilan's family, they are already real relatives.
Feng Guilan's husband was ill, and the couple offered a lot of money to treat her husband's illness. In the end, Feng Guilan's husband refused.
In his words, the money that the couple has saved all their lives is for retirement and cannot be spent on meaningless things.
In fact, when she heard what her husband said, Feng Guilan wiped her tears in private, because she knew that the reason why her husband said this was because she had no hope for her illness and gave up the idea of treatment.
