The mayor is a little bit thick

Chapter 28

Zhu Shaobo, a senior official of the town, put down his pen: "I really don't know the situation you mentioned. The spirit of the meeting issued by the district is that the first courtyard and the second room will not be built. In this way, when Secretary Qi comes back later, you can talk to Secretary Qi about it. I can report it to you."

Wang Biao swallowed and moistened his dry throat. Although the fat and strong leader in front of him was struggling to break up the seniority relationship, he felt that he was not bad, and he really wanted to help him solve the problem.

After waiting for about half an hour, two people's voices came from the corridor. Upon hearing this, Zhu Shaobo said, "Secretary Qi is back, let's go there."

Wang Biao followed Zhu Shaobo to the office of the senior town official.

"Secretary Qi, this is a villager from Hongqi Village, here to report on the house." After Zhu Shaobo finished speaking, he turned his head and introduced to Wang Biao: "This is Secretary Qi."

"Hi Secretary Qi, I am a villager in Hongqi Village. Mayor Li asked me to go back to find Murakami, saying that it was all about the village. My father and I went to find Murakami, but Secretary Niu and the village chief said they couldn't handle it. Let me come to the town." Wang Biao told the situation again concisely,
After Qi Yongbo heard this, his already dark face turned even darker, "How do Niu Yongcheng and Zhao Zhanhai do their jobs, and can they still do it?"

At this time, Li Yonghai, who had been reported by others, came to the secretary's office, took Wang Biao's hand, and walked out, "Wang Biao, come with me in this case, if you have something to tell me, I will solve it for you."

Qi Yongbo took out his mobile phone and dialed Niu Yongcheng's number
Wang Biao had no choice but to follow Li Yonghai to his office again.

"Come sit and talk, don't stand." Li Yonghai took a bottle of mineral water and put it in front of Wang Biao, "Didn't I explain everything to you yesterday, why did you come to town again?"

Wang Biao unscrewed the bottle cap and took a few sips. He was really thirsty, "Yesterday when I went back to the village, Zhao Zhanhai and Niu Yongcheng said that they couldn't control it, that you took it down, and they couldn't speak well, so it was useless to find them. "`
When Li Yonghai heard this, he became angry. "Of all the brigades in Dahua Town, your Hongqi Village is the most chaotic. They are fighting each other and biting each other. Otherwise, your family and your party secretary's father and accountant's father-in-law will be able to take down the house?"

Unexpectedly, the houses of Zhao Wei's father-in-law and Ma Shijie's father were taken down because of such a thing. A small village government also has its own problems.

Wang Biao didn't pick up his words, and said: "Mayor Li, I checked on the Internet last night. The state stipulates that those who have built safe houses will not be subsidized and taken care of. You have also seen the situation of the market house in front of my house. What do you think?" Is that a safe house? Besides, the market house in front is the wedding house built by my grandfather for my uncle, and the family was separated at the beginning. "

"The one you said on the Internet is not counted. There are all kinds of things written on the Internet. The one courtyard and two houses decided at the district meeting are not in compliance with the regulations and cannot be reported. The entire JB district is implemented according to this, not just your family, but also , You said that the house at home has been divided, this is not easy, you have to have evidence." Li Yonghai said.

"Where can I find evidence? My family separated when I was seven or eight years old."

"Okay, let me ask you again, when did your grandfather move out?" Li Yonghai interrupted Wang Biao again.

"About around [-]."

Li Yonghai said: "Look, it's been more than ten years since I moved out. It's already a fact that I've lived here. Don't talk about separating the family. Is it possible? I'm also from the countryside. I don't care about the separation of families in the countryside." clear."

"But my house can't just be like this? Besides, don't the district have to obey the national regulations? Why can all those abandoned houses be reported, but my house doesn't comply with the regulations, so they do?" Wang Biao Urgent way.

Li Yonghai raised his face, "Look, you are bringing this up again. In this way, whose house is deserted, whose house does not comply with the regulations, if you report it, I will immediately cancel his house."

"Okay." Wang Biao took out his mobile phone, found out the photos and was about to hand it over, but then took it back, "How do I report? You all have Baocun cadres, don't you know if the symbols match? Let me do it." Is this something that offends people?"

Li Yonghai suppressed the fire, and said with a pleasant face: "I'll ask you to call you brother. For other things, it's useless for us to argue about that, right? Let's just talk about your house. There's really no way around it, you say If I can do it, can I not report it to you? When I went to your house that day and saw your housing conditions and your father’s legs, I felt very pitiful. What's the matter? I didn't pay for the house. Wouldn't it be nice to build your house, and let your family members say hello to me, don't you think so? But the district held a meeting yesterday, and a special meeting was held to issue a document. The second room just doesn’t comply with the policy.”

Wang Biao was very lonely and helpless, but he was very unwilling to let it go, "Mayor Li, just take pity on my father, pity on my grandpa and grandma, and report it to my family."

"I can't really report it. I'll get it with you here. If others find out, they have to come and look for it. Those two families in your village can't come to fight with me? It's your Zhao village and the village secretary Niu Yongcheng who have to come to me, then I Are you still working? There will be too many troubles at that time. In this way, when this matter is over, you come to me, and I will call the police station and separate your household registration, so that you can avoid the first hospital and the second room , there will be another earthquake in the future, and now that there is such a policy, if Murakami doesn’t report it to you, I will report it to your family.”

"Can I register now?" Wang Biao seemed to see hope again, but before he could be happy for a second, he was drowned by a basin of cold water.

"How is it possible now, okay, I'm quite busy here, you can go home and tear off the seal and go back to live."

In a blink of an eye, six days passed, and Wang Jiatun reported that except for the three ridges of Wang Guoshan's house, all other houses had been demolished, and all of them were packaged up, and the packages were found by the village chief Zhao Zhanhai. A construction team.

Wang Guoshan and his second-married daughter-in-law have been very angry about the house these days. Their house is all brick. The village said that it will only be repaired and not rebuilt.

When the two were anxious to get angry, the old wife's sister-in-law who lived in Nantun called: "Guoshan, has your house been demolished?"

"No, it said that the brick house will not be built, but only repaired." Wang Guoshan said with an annoyed wry smile.

"You listen to their nonsense for nothing. Your family is too stupid. In the west courtyard of my house, your eldest brother-in-law and second brother's house built the house before the earthquake, and gave Zhao Zhanhai 2000 yuan to add it to the earthquake room. If you and Yaru give 2000 yuan, the house will definitely be reported, by the way, don’t tell it later.”

After hanging up the phone, the couple discussed it, gritted their teeth, took out 2000 yuan from the cabinet at night, and sent it to Zhao Zhanhai's home.

"Sister-in-law, what are you doing, take it back quickly." Zhao Zhanhai didn't accept the money from Xiao Yaru.

Xiao Yaru pleaded: "Village chief, you see that the foundations of other people's houses are hooked up. My family still doesn't believe it. Look at the crookedness of the mountain and the back wall of the house. You can't tell when it will collapse. When the time comes But it's just two lives, so please help, Zhao Village."

"Hey!" Zhao Zhanhai sighed: "Sister-in-law, didn't you make me make a mistake? Your house was named by Mayor Li, and it was not rebuilt in the newspaper. It's all because of my brother's random words and testimonies that day. , It annoys people, or else they will also pick it up."

Xiao Yaru scolded: "He's such a fucking mouth, he just likes to meddle in other people's business." Speaking of this, she paused for a few seconds, then threw the money into Zhao Zhanhai's hands, "Zhao Village, look, we are all in the same village. If you live here, you just take the money and help find the higher-ups, take care of the house, and look at the older generation, so you can help the old lady with this favor."

Zhao Zhanhai hesitated for a while pretending to be embarrassing, and then said: "Okay, alas, sister-in-law, don't tell me later, or if you don't tell me that your house can't be built, I will have to be punished."

"Don't worry, I will never tell anyone, not even my children."

Small shop, backyard.

"Son, sell that sand. You don't have a forklift to take care of your uncle's forklift. The selling point is so that you can pay back the 3 yuan your grandfather gave you." Li Guizhi stood at the door of Nuan Pavilion, looking up at him. Said Wang Biao, who lay his head on the kang and looked at his mobile phone.

Wang Biao put down his phone and said irritably, "What kind of sand are you selling? Didn't I tell you? Mom, now is not the time to sell sand."

"Then when is the time? This has been piled up for a year. Now it happens to be building houses and buying a lot. If you don't sell it now, when will you sell it?" Li Guizhi's voice was full of anger.

The old man sat on the top of the kang and said: "You two, please talk carefully, don't be impatient, Biao, or sell the sand if you don't listen to your mother, oh?"

Wang Biao propped up his hands and sat up, "Master, you don't even understand."

"Fuck you know everything. How come you haven't made any money after knowing your sand for a year? I'll sell it tomorrow, and I'll go out and build one for you." Li Guizhi issued an ultimatum, turned around and was about to leave.

"What do you sell, what do you know? The day before yesterday I went to the sand field in the street and asked. The medium sand is [-] for a grain, and it is delivered to the house for [-]. If you want to sell sand, take care of my uncle's forklift. One day your Give people four hundred, and you can buy a few in a day. You still have to look after the dump truck? How much does a car cost? Even if you are cheaper than the ones in the street, who wants to drive four wheels to Anyang? Mom, I don’t want to quarrel with you, and I have the final say on when the sand will be sold, so don’t worry about it in the future,” Wang Biao said.

"If you don't sell sand, how can you pay back your father's money? Just now your old uncle came here to ask me and your father for money, saying that he has no money to build a house." Li Guizhi shouted.

"It's a good time to ask for money at this time!"

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to my grandfather's house."

"Why are you going to your grandfather's house? Don't let the tiger go, come back. No one is fucking looking after you, you just let him learn from your father and do it." Li Guizhi didn't hold back his son, and when he got angry, he ruthlessly Slam the door and go back to the front yard to sell the store.

Wang Biao jumped over the back wall and came directly to the Westinghouse where the uncle of the second master Wang Guoku's family lived, "What do you mean, old man? You don't know that my family has no money now, and you even ran to ask my mother for money. If you want money, you can find me." What did you say to my parents about the money I borrowed?"

When Wang Hongchao heard that Wang Biao was making a fuss, he also became angry, "I want it from you? Do you have any fucking money? 3 yuan will be wasted for you for a year. If you don't want to study well, you're still yelling at me and me." , What do I want money for? Now I have to buy bricks and cement sand. I don’t have any money yet. If I don’t ask your mother, who will I ask for?”

Wang Guoqiang heard that the Westinghouse uncle and nephew were arguing, and hurriedly got out of the bed and came to Westinghouse, "Hong Chao, you can talk shit, if you don't have money, you can just borrow from your sister and aunt. What do you want from your elder brother and sister-in-law?" money."

"I have money, why borrow from others? Besides, I talked to my elder brother and sister-in-law. Look at him, he is dead, and he came here to call me. Let me tell you, Wang Biao, the money is almost one year old." No points."

"Don't worry, a penny is not bad for you, and I will pay you with the dry labor, and the things sold by my house are all spent on money, and then you will pay for it, don't be so righteous. "

"When the hell did I stop paying for your food? You can explain it to me clearly." Wang Hongchao jumped from the kang to the ground.

Wang Biao narrowed his eyes and said, "You don't know if you gave me the money or not, you? Why, you still want to beat me."

"Ancestor, two ancestors, what are you two doing?" Daiying patted her thigh with both hands, crying.

Wang Guoqiang pointed at Wang Hongchao and cursed: "What the hell are you doing? Do you fucking understand human language? People in their 40s don't know anything about human affairs, and they know how to play mahjong and lottery every day." Then, with the other hand, he took Wang Biao, who was silent with his eyes closed, "Grand grandson, let's not follow this man who doesn't understand the language. You don't have to pay back the money. Don't listen to him. Listen to your grandfather, and you will be angry for nothing." Oh, let's go home."

His grandson, regardless of benevolence and righteousness, usually laughs and jokes with everyone, but his temper is actually very violent. If he wants to piss him off, he would really dare to do something wrong. As long as he suddenly stops talking and rolls his eyes Sip, that is to do it.

Wang Biao was dragged out of the house by his grandfather, took a deep breath, looked at his grandfather who was wearing only one trousers, "Grandpa, you can go back to the room and lie down, don't catch a cold, I'm going back."

Back home, Wang Biao picked up his phone and wanted to send a message, but then his finger stopped on the top of the screen, his eyes stared straight at the screen, and he was thinking about the battle between man and nature.

Between friends, one should not take advantage or borrow money, otherwise the friendship will not be pure, and the boat of friendship will easily capsize. Over the years, he has never opened his mouth to borrow money from his classmates and friends, and he has always lent money to others.

It's embarrassing enough to go back to the countryside from BJ, and if you open your mouth to borrow money, wouldn't that be even less dignified?But without borrowing money, where can I get the 3 yuan?

After some painful entanglement, Wang Biao made up his mind and sent a WeChat message to BJ's best colleague brother: "Dong Haier, do you have any money? Lend me [-], and I will pay you back at the end of the year."

After sending it, his heart became uneasy.

After a few minutes of anxious waiting, there was a reply: "I'm sorry, Brother Biao, I don't have any money."

"It's okay, I'm asking someone else." Wang Biao was disappointed for a while, but he comforted himself in his heart. It's not like my good brother didn't want to borrow, and he had to repay the mortgage and milk powder money.

"Ye Lu, can you lend me 3 yuan? I'll give it to you at the end of the year." Ye Lu was his best friend and classmate in college, and the wife of the manager who cheated him. He believed that it was the first time he opened his mouth. , Ye Lu will definitely borrow it.

Half an hour later, Ye Lu's reply came: "I don't have any money. Didn't we spend 1000 million to buy a new house in the East Third Ring Road a while ago, and we have to repay the mortgage several times a month?" Ten thousand."

Wang Biao smiled bitterly, hesitated for a while, and then sent a WeChat message to his good brother Ling Bo, his university roommate who studied abroad and settled in New Zealand: "Master, can you lend me 3 yuan now, and I will pay you back at the end of the year." .”

"Brother Biao, I don't have any money left now. The company here hasn't paid back the account yet. Can you wait a few months? I'll get some money in February."

Later, several screenshots of bank APP transfer and balance information were sent.

"That's okay, let's talk another day!"

After a few self-deprecating laughs, Wang Biao picked up the flute from the wooden box, just took off the cloth cover, thought about it and put it on again, alas, what should I do?Sell ​​Laiqian and Wangcai?

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