When Wan Chuanjia received the call from his wife, he was in the city exchanging cups with a company client, and it was quite lively.

Knowing that his father had been taken away by people from the organization, he left his clients behind and hurriedly drove back home.

............

At two o'clock in the afternoon, a black car stopped at the Wanjiazhuang entrance archway.

"Comrade, thank you."

After Wan Shan Tang got off the bus, he glanced around and then walked home.

Pedestrians on the road were very surprised when they saw Wanshantang.

"Secretary Wan, you...are back."

Wan Shan Tang smiled and nodded:

"Well, I'm back."

"Secretary Wan, are you okay?"

"It's okay, are you playing cards?"

"Secretary Wan, we are just playing cards, but we don't have any money."

Wang Shantang smiled and said:

"good."

Then continue walking towards the village.

When Wan Shan Tang walked away, everyone who was playing cards started talking about it.

"Which bastard started the rumor that Secretary Wan was arrested?"

"That's right, what do you mean by being taken away by a JW and saying it's corruption?"

"Bullshit corruption, Secretary Wan really wants to be corrupt, there are so many people in the entire Wanjia Group, how can no one know about it?"

"Hello, Grandpa Wan."

Wan Shan Tang stopped and rubbed the head of our little granddaughter:

"Tingting seems to have grown a lot taller."

....

Guancai, who was holding a bag of winter dates, saw Wan Shan Tang and said in surprise:

"Uncle...the black jacket that took you away didn't do anything to you, did it?!"

Wan Shan Tang said angrily:

"Don't talk nonsense. It's normal for the superior leader to ask me to talk about something."

"Oh, let's talk about work, that's good. I thought you were... regulated by that."

A pedestrian interjected:

"It's Shuanggui!"

Wan Shan Tang stood up for this poor-mouthed guy and kicked him.

The tribesman who was kicked knew that he had said the wrong thing and hurriedly begged for mercy:

"Uncle, I was wrong, didn't I care about you?"

"Huh, I'm already thirty, and I still don't have a wife. It's all because of your bad mouth."

After saying that, Wan Shan Tang put his hands behind his back and continued walking home.

He asked the driver to drop him off at the gate of the village, and then walked home, in order to eliminate the negative impact left by this morning.

He believed that within half an hour, everyone in Wanjiazhuang would know that he was back safely.

It usually only takes 5 minutes to walk, but today it took a quarter of an hour to get home.

After entering the house, Wan Shantang found that there was no one at home, so he quickly took out his cell phone and called his son.

Shut down!

Call your daughter-in-law.

"What? Heirloom drunk driving?"

Heirloom’s wife: Dad, after you were taken away, I called Heirloom. He was eating at the time and was anxious to come back. Unexpectedly, he encountered a city investigation for drunk driving.

I heard from the police that he was driving under the influence and would be detained for 15 days.

Dad, please think of a solution quickly."

"I know. By the way, where are you? Where is Fu'er?"

...

.............................

Lao Wang's family

Wang Youde, who was sitting under the eaves of the corridor, weaving a bamboo basket, saw his eldest son driving a motorcycle into the yard and asked hurriedly:

"Has the contract been signed?"

Two days ago, Wang Lidong finally found a suitable one.

A whole piece of land, totaling 32 acres, belongs to five families.

The asking price is not cheap, but it is within the psychological range. The rent is 1,300 yuan/mu/year, paid once a year.

And it's only a few hundred meters away from Wang Lidong's home.

After the price was agreed upon, we agreed that today the whole family would go to the village committee together to sign the contract.

Wang Lidong stopped his motorcycle and took off his helmet:

"It's yellow."

Wang Youde immediately put down the bamboo basket in his hand:

"Isn't everything settled?"

"The price has been temporarily increased."

Queen Mother Lin Guizhi said:

"How much has it increased? Chuanxi and others are very responsible. They shouldn't be."

Wang Lidong went to the faucet and washed the handle.

"3,000 yuan/acre, and the rent starts from ten years, and the ten years' rent will be paid in full at once."

"Isn't this 1,000 yuan more than Shancai and Chuanzhi? You really don't want to rent it to our family?"

"right."

Wang Youde thought for a moment and asked:

“Are these families going to grow cherry tomatoes?”

Wang Lidong waved his hand and said:

"How is that possible? Even if you know you can make a lot of money growing vegetables, it's hard work. There are still a few people in Wanjiazhuang who are willing to endure hardship."

"Then what do these people want to do? If they don't rent to us and don't plant their own crops, they just leave it alone. They're sick."

Lin Guizhi said:

"Then we can only rent two other pieces of land. In total, there are 28 acres, but they are a bit far away and not convenient."

Wang Lidong spread his hands and said:

"The price has also increased. The price and payment method are exactly the same as Chuanxi's."

At this time, Xingfu walked to the door with his belly full:

"Qing Lai, is there someone who doesn't want our family to rent the land?"

Wang Lidong walked over, helped her sit on a back chair, and gave her a thumbs up:

"My wife is smart."

Wang Youde saw that his eldest son was still in a cheerful mood and said anxiously:

"You can still laugh. If we can't rent the land, we won't be able to grow vegetables. What will you two and my grandchildren have to eat in the future?"

Lin Guizhi asked:

"Qinglai, is this a family heirloom?"

"The Wan Chuan family doesn't have that high prestige.

After all, we have been doing this for decades, and although each family only earns a few thousand yuan per year, when accumulated, it is still a small amount of money."

"Is it Secretary Wan?"

"Who else could it be besides him?"
To be continued...