"Ha ha, no, boy, you build it slowly. I'll go first. Ah, it's too hot this day."
Uncle Wang wants to wear a straw hat and sigh so fast that he is afraid that Liu Fan will ask him to work.
"Ah, people are not old-fashioned. Where have all the good villagers gone before?"
Liu Fan sighed to himself as he watched Uncle Wang disappear.
Just as he was about to start working, a rapid voice came from a distance.
"Brother fan, why are you still squatting here? Someone is going to tear down your wedding room!"
Liu Fan was shocked by the sound of eardrum pain, tilted his head to see the past, but it is Huang Yongqiang.
"What, tear down my wedding room?"
Liu Fan's face is that you are joking. He doesn't understand what Huang Yongqiang is saying.
Huang Yongqiang came quickly, pointed to the west of the village and said, "Oh, brother fan, it's your grandmother's house. Now someone is going to tear it down!"
"My grandmother's?"
Liu Fan blinked, and then he remembered that there was such a house.
At that time, grandma was critically ill. Before she left, she left her house to Liu Fan's family, and the 100000 yuan deposit was distributed to uncle and uncle.
The oral will was proved by the old village head and his wife in Youguang village, which was also recognized by the law. At that time, the eldest uncle and the second uncle's family did not object to it.
After all, the house wasn't worth money back then.
Later, Liu Fan didn't pay much attention to it. He just heard that his mother said to him, "don't worry about the wedding room. Just bring my daughter-in-law back.".
Is the marriage house my mother said granny's?
No matter what the truth is, demolition must be stopped. Without saying a word, he followed Huang Yongqiang to the east of the village.
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East of the village.
An excavator drives directly to a house at the east entrance of the village. This is the most marginal house in the west of the village, but it is close to the highway. From here, you can directly get on the highway.
At this time, a BMW came by the excavator. A young man with sunglasses and big back stepped out of the car and looked at the slightly old house in front of him, with a smile of satisfaction on his lips.
"Mr. Wang, are you sure you can dismantle it? What will that crazy woman do when she rushes out again?"
excavator driver Lao Dou graduated from a excavator technical school. Is he skillful? He has never failed to drive an excavator for decades, but this time he is scared.
Just because this time the employer is very unreliable.
In fact, he is no longer Li Fang. Even if you stand in front of the excavator today, you just push. Do you hear me, master Dou? "
Lao Dou took a puff of smoke, but frowned: "but you don't need to push it down. I think it's all decorated in such a good house."
Wang Cheng laughs and shakes his head: "you don't understand. I'm a businessman. I never do anything about losing money. No matter how well this house is decorated, it has nothing to do with my half son. I just like its location. It's more cost-effective to build a car repair factory here, and the profit can be increased dozens of times!"
Lao Dou nodded, laughed and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, "Cheng, push while she didn't come back!"
Then, with his cigarette in his mouth, he drove to the house in front of him.
Many villagers of Youguang village gathered around, but none of them stepped forward to stop them.