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As soon as Li Yan lowered his head, Aunt Cui's fingers were covered with torn gray calluses, she even fell on the road, and there were soil marks on her trouser legs.
Hearing Aunt Cui's cry, Li Yan didn't have much expression on his face, but asked in a calm voice: "Auntie, what's going on? Tell me."
Aunt Cui was trembling, her narration was very messy, and Li Yan got the general idea.
There is a company in the province with assets of more than 40 billion yuan. It has built a large factory building in the town. It has expanded in the past few years and will occupy the land in the village.
The brigade did not discuss with the villagers. In short, they acted first, signed the contract a long time ago, and sold the land.
The land where the factory was built in the contract contained the ancestral graves of several families in the village, and none of them was guarded, so the factory used a forklift to level them all. The bones were scattered all over the place. There is Aunt Cui and his old man's house right here
This suddenly poked a hornet's nest. Villagers refused to accept the compensation, pointing to the brigade secretary's nose and saying that they will sue even if they die.
Aunt Cui's old man, surnamed Liu, has a stubborn temper. He took the lead in petitioning several times, but because of insufficient procedures, there was no result. For more than three months, it has not been properly resolved.
Li Yan had heard about this incident before. Zhang Jiyong mentioned it when he was young at the wine table.
Zhang Jiyong knows a lot more, but the trouble with this matter is that there is about a battalion of troops stationed on the edge of Li Yan's town. Believe it or not, the entrance to the alley next to the fruit stand on the main street of the town also has the words "Military Forces" written on it. Forbidden zone" four words.
The expansion of this factory is to make equipment for the Corps. Xiaoyong didn't know about it, but with this kind of relationship, the water would be deep.
Xiaoyong bared his teeth at that time.
"You can't make trouble about this matter. The more trouble you make, the more it will end."
In this way, the matter was delayed, and several families took the money, and even if they were so intimidated, they also retreated. But the ancestral grave has been dug up, how can everyone swallow their anger?
Old man Liu was also a strong man in the town when he was young. Seeing that there was no justice, he cursed the street, smoked a cigarette, led his nephew and nephew, and drove a few large trucks for transporting soil from his home, and even brought the trucks to the factory. The door was blocked tightly. People outside can't get in, and people inside can't get in either.
Now the factory was on fire, but it really broke out, and old man Liu suffered even more.
In the morning, Aunt Cui saw the old man scolding the eighth generation of her ancestors for taking people out. She was really panicked. She thought that Li Yan's family had a reputation in this area, and she expected that Dayan had connections. Li Yan.
"Auntie, wait for me for a while. I'll put on some clothes. Take me to have a look."
After Li Yan finished speaking, he turned and entered the room. Danniang reached out and handed over a coat, Li Yan nodded, put it on and went out.
He borrowed a bicycle from someone next door, pedaled and took Aunt Cui straight to the factory.
All the way without words.
When Li Yan arrived at the gate of the factory, the broken pieces of the roadblock poles could still be seen, several trucks were still blocked, and people surrounded the inner three floors and the outer three floors, more than Li Yan imagined. The third-degree "do it?!" "Do it?!" came from the crowd.
Li Yan took a few glances, there was a pool of blood on the ground, and next to it was a man with blood on his face.
On one side are the nephews and nephews of the old man Liu, who are obviously dwarfs, who have suffered a bit, and all of them have scars on their bodies, looking very embarrassed. Several of them barely stood up.
On the other side are the people from the factory. Although they are all wearing factory uniforms, they are obviously ill-fitting and sloppy. The locals can recognize that there are several famous hob meat in the town, and they don't need to think about it, they are specially found by the factory.
People on both sides pushed and shoved, their index fingers all pointing to each other's faces.
Old man Liu had a sullen face. He was in the front of the truck, hunched over and holding the steering wheel, looking straight up with bloodshot eyes. My eldest son was below, his shirt was stained with dust and blood, and he confronted the factory representative red-eyed.
Li Yan watched from a distance, there was a smoker squatting on the curb at the factory side, without saying a word, staring at Old Man Liu and his group with his eyes, with a knife scar on his chin.
Li Yan knew this person.
"Ah."
Li Yan bowed his head and smiled. He comforted Aunt Cui a few words, squeezed through the crowd to the front of the truck, the atmosphere was so hot that no one noticed him.
Boom~boom~boom~
When the old man moved his eyes, Li Yan knocked on the window outside the car. The old man shook down the glass and said in a voice of tobacco and alcohol, "Da Yan, why are you here?"
"Uncle, open the door."
The old man licked his lips and opened the door of the truck. Li Yan jumped up and sat on the co-pilot.
"Bo, are you okay?"
"fine. "
Old man Liu said with a sullen face: "Is your aunt looking for you? There is no need. You have only been back for a few months, so don't get involved in this matter."
"Hey, you don't know me yet, it's so lively. Besides" Li Yan said in a gloomy voice, "If my father didn't advocate moving the family's ancestral grave before he went to Guangdong, I would be the one who drove here today .¡±
That being said, Li Yan was really not in a hurry to intervene. Two years ago, he dared to grab the old man's steering wheel and drive it into the factory, but Li Yan, who had been in Yan Fu's ups and downs for more than half a year, did not intend to do so.
Looking at it now, this matter is almost indistinguishable, it is such a situation, but it can be said coldly. Goods are sold for a piece of skin, people are based on their mouths, what Aunt Cui said may not be all the truth. Li Yan intervened in a daze, because it was easy to be wrong inside and outside.
Even if Li Yan is convinced, he has to wait and see.
How can it be so easy to draw a sword to help
The attitude of the factory is nothing more than courtesy first and soldiers later. Unfortunately, Li Yan came late, and he did not catch up with the process of "rituals", and it was the "soldiers" at this time.
Although the voice was noisy, among the confrontational crowd, a man with a swollen face held his label, and his voice was octave-high.
He poked old man Liu's eldest son in the face with his finger.
"Go away, do you hear that?"
"Call the police! I'll report it for you!"
The villagers pushed and shoved back, but their mouths were not clean on both sides. But this man scolded very harshly. The villagers suffered a lot from their actions, but they were unwilling to leave, so the situation was so deadlocked.
At this time, there was a deafening sound in the factory.
Li Yan looked back and saw that a crawler crane with a size of 200 meters was approaching, and a truck with a size of 7 or 8 meters was inconspicuous compared with others.
A middle-aged man with a work permit walked with wind. He patted the "worker" who was scolding, and stepped forward with a loud voice.
"I've told you all the good things. Aren't you playing tricks? It's easy to handle. See?" He pointed to the back.
"The thing behind me can lift hundreds of tons of steel. Aren't you kidding me? I'm going to deal with troublesome people today." The more the man spoke, the higher his voice became.
"I counted to three and sent people to the crane. If the old man didn't drive the car away, he threw me out with my car paralyzed!"
Li Yan was listening in the car. He stretched out his hand and picked up the tea cup placed by the old man's front window. He turned off the lid and blew hot air without seeing it.
Old man Liu's lips moved: "Da Yan, this matter has nothing to do with you."
Li Yan waved his hands without speaking.
"you dare?!"
When Old Man Liu's eldest son heard this, he gave up. He was a tall and thick man and stared at him. The middle-aged man who had been shouting and shouting just now immediately took two steps back and winked at the man with the scar on the curb who was smoking.
The scarred man sucked on the cigarette butt, spit and stood up.
"Liu Xuewu~"
When he opened his mouth, he was also a local,
"As for me, I haven't opened my mouth to save face for you." His eyes turned cold: "Get your car away, what should I do! Ang~"
Old man Liu's son kept his face sullen and did not speak. It took him a long time to hoarse his voice: "My surname Zhang, you are not a fucking thing. If someone digs up your ancestral grave, you will talk like this today?"
The scarred face frowned, lowered his head and sneered: "Give face a shameless thing."
When he turned his head, the word "get in the car" in his throat only came out with the word "up", matching eyes with Li Yan who was drinking tea on the car window.
As soon as he misfired, everyone else looked at the car, and when they saw Li Yan, they all fell silent.
Everyone watched Li Yan drink tea eagerly.
Li Yanzi drank sips, stared at the scarred face along the tilted teacup, and did not speak.
""
After a long time, he reluctantly opened his mouth until the middle-aged man in charge of the factory pulled Scarface's sleeve.
"Brother Yan, why are you here?"
Li Yan ignored him, drank the tea, put his arm on the car window, and then said slowly: "Zhang Gangming."
Li Yan also spoke his hometown dialect.
"I didn't open my mouth just now, to save face for you."
Li Yan snapped his fingers: "Pick off the dog skin on your body, what should you do?"
He didn't show any face in what he said. Li Yan still felt that it was not enough, so he added:
"Ang~"
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