Chapter 376: The birthdays of Xie Jing and Xie Ying, the patron saints of Rulin Street, followed one after another. The bustle at home gradually diluted the pain of Xie Qingyun losing her child. In late August, she packed her bags and was ready to start a new semester.
Xie Chong left for a year, so he had to stay at home for a few more days as much as possible and stay with his family as much as possible until he returned to school in early September.
Before Wang Haochuan was about to return to school, he came to Xie's house first, saying that two middle-aged women came to their home the day before yesterday, claiming to be cadres of the street office, repeatedly doing ideological work for Wang Yuchun, talking about the various benefits of demolition, and talking about everything inside and outside.
Let him sign the demolition and resettlement agreement as soon as possible.
"This is fake," Xie Chong said: "The street office cannot control the demolition matter at all. Those two women must be liars."
"I also saw it. I asked them what they were responsible for in the street office. They made random excuses and said that they were responsible for social security. I mentioned your mother. I said Aunt Wang had been in the street office before, and now she often talked to her.
When the cadres there were dealing with them, they hurried away when they saw that I was not easy to fool. They left my dad with a phone number and said they were waiting for my dad to figure it out and call them."
Wang Haochuan paused and continued, "But, Xie Chong, don't worry, with me here, my dad dares to sign it casually. If he dares to sign, I dare ignore him."
Xie Hongxuan heard this and pondered: "I'm afraid the developers are alienating the residents of Rulin Street. They choose some people, some of whom have soft ears and no opinions, and some who need money urgently. They signed it, Xianglong
The machine can work. We are divided into two alleys, east and west, and each alley is composed of four households. If one of them is demolished, the other households will inevitably be implicated. Therefore, Xianglong wants to dismantle part of his will first
Unstable residents, come and force us to agree."
"It's so hateful." Xie Chong clenched his fists: "Everyone knows that the conditions given by Xianglong are really too harsh."
"But we have no choice." Xie Hongxuan said dejectedly: "Everyone has his own aspirations. We are not qualified to accuse those who have signed the letter."
"But I want to protect our home." Xie Chong said firmly: "Grandpa, even if I don't go to school, I can't let the excavator drive in."
On August 24th, the Athens Olympics were in a turbulent manner. Liu Xiang advanced to the final with the first place in the third group. Everyone in the country was paying attention to his performance in the finals, but several residents of Rulin Street were worried.
If they don't show up, they don't know when a peaceful life will last.
Zhou Yurong drank a few glasses of wine, and sneezed, he smelled alcohol. Recently, he always carried the big knife in his hand wherever he went, and the majesty between his eyebrows was even more serious than before.
"There are also pomegranates planted by the eldest son in our yard." Zhou Yurong said: "The others have been away for several years, but the pomegranate is very lush. I thought about it and moved the pomegranate to the yard of my hometown.
.As long as the tree is there, our thoughts about him will be there too.”
Xie Hongxuan said: "My house has always been in stock with Qingyi tablets. I was also thinking about where to put it in the clinic. I was worried that the patient would not accept it. It was not like that when it was placed in the second and third houses.
We all have our own lives. Before this place was demolished, we had to move out, but I haven't figured out where to move."
"With my big sword here, no one can break into Rulin Street." Zhou Yurong said to the sound of a big sword: "My knife will always come in handy."
Xie Ying whispered, "I hope this knife will never be useful. I hope this knife is just Grandpa Zhou's fitness equipment."
Zhou Yurong laughed: "Xiaoying said it well, go to this knife for the time being. I want to watch the Olympics and Liu Xiang wins the championship."
When we arrived at the intersection of Rulin Street, a bulldozer pointed at the house in the center of the front row of Xie's family, which was once a convenience store.
The courtyard wall fell down with a bang, and residents on the left and right sides stood up to protest, but the bulldozer did not mean to stop. A piece of the courtyard wall of the west household was shoveled off, and the owner shouted like crazy: "You are not allowed to demolish our house."
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The roar of the bulldozer continued, and it finally stopped when it turned its head west.
What caught the bulldozer's eye was a group of strong men.
They seemed to have been ready, and as soon as they heard the sound of bulldozers, they gathered together.
Standing in the center was an old man with white beards flying. He held a big knife in his hand and was powerful without anger. He was like an old and strong general. He was Zhou Yurong.
Several Xianglong people came forward, their eyebrows and eyes were full of rebelliousness: "We are not forcibly demolishing, but the residents of the people who have agreements agreed to demolish them."
"Then you should demolish it more accurately." Zhou Yurong slapped the big knife to the ground: "You must restore what should not be demolished, otherwise, you don't think about demolishing another one."
"you"
"What's wrong with me?" Zhou Yurong put the big sword in front of him: "You are not afraid of death, come and try it."
A conflict was imminent, and young and middle-aged men such as Xie Chong and Wang Haochuan were glaring and stood up involuntarily.
However, Zhou Yurong beat the big knife to the ground again and shouted: "Young young people, all stand behind me."
He is like the land god on this side, and at the most critical moment, he does not forget to protect the safety of young people.
Xie Chong said, "Grandpa Zhou, you are old, now we are here."
"No need." Zhou Yurong said majesticly: "Xie Chong, Wang Haochuan, you two will call 110 first, and then you can take a taxi to the Urban Construction Bureau and find a director named Fang. Go quickly."
"Grandpa Zhou"
"What, my words are not working."
Somehow, Xie Chong's tears suddenly surged into his eyes. Zhou Yurong looked at him, and his old eyes seemed to reflect a lush towering tree.
Xie Chong saw his expectations and understood what he meant Xie Chong, Wang Haochuan, you two are state cadres in the future, and Wan had a conflict and you were implicated, that would be bad. So, you
Go away, stay away from this place of right and wrong, go and rescue soldiers
Xie Chong turned his head and a tear fell on the land.
"Go away quickly" Zhou Yurong whispered: "I didn't treat myself as a football player or as a pilot. Do you not even want to be a diplomat?"
"I want to" Xie Chong with tears in his eyes, he pulled Wang Haochuan's arm and said, "Grandpa Zhou, don't worry, I will definitely bring the reinforcements."
"Well, that's right. Don't worry, with me here, those bunnies will never dare to go forward."
The sun rose and the weather became hotter and hotter. For the peace of Rulin Street, Xie Chong and Wang Haochuan ran all the way. When they came back, the two sides were still confronting each other.
The police tried hard to coordinate. Zhou Yurong asked the young young man to go over and talk, but he was still standing there with a big knife. No matter when, he was the patron saint of Rulin Street, and he would always be a shelter for children behind him. With him, he was There, the people on Rulin Street are very at ease.
Xie Chong ran out of breath: "Grandpa Zhou, I have brought Director Fang, and several other cadres have come together."
Zhou Yurong always closed his eyes slightly.
Xie Chong felt it was not very good and gently shook Grandpa Zhou's body, but he fell back straight.
Then, he never got up again.
"Brother Chen"
"Um"
When Chen Changqing was walking on the road, he would say hello or nod when he met someone he knew.
But no matter who it is.
Everyone had no extra expression on their faces, as if they were very indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Chen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Department, it is an institution to maintain the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.
It can be said.
In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone's hands were stained with a lot of blood.
When a person is used to life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When Chen Changqing first came to this world, he was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.
The Demon Suppressing Division is very big.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppression Department are all powerful masters or those with the potential to become masters.
Chen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressing Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian and the other is the Demon Elimination Envoy.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts with the lowest level of Demon Elimination Envoy.
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Then he will be promoted step by step and will eventually become a guardian.
Chen Changqing's predecessor was an intern in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-level Demon Suppression Envoy.
Have the memory of the predecessor.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long, Chen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and it presents a different tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door is open and occasionally someone enters and exits.
Chen Changqing just hesitated for a moment and then stepped in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
A scent of ink mixed with a faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow frown instinctively, but it stretched quickly.
The bloody smell on everyone in the Demon Suppression Department is almost impossible to clean.