It was the darkest time before dawn, Yan Xixi walked a few steps along the street, but her steps faltered.Empty taxis passed by her, and the drivers poked their heads out one after another: "Miss, do you want a taxi?"

She walked for a long time in a daze, and finally got into a taxi.Sitting in the back seat, she leaned against the back of the chair and closed her eyes tightly.

The phone finally rang, and it was Xu Xiaoya's crackling voice, "Xixi, what happened? Why did you leave suddenly? You killed me this time!"

"I'm sorry, Xiaoya..."

"Stop talking, the foreman scolded me to death."

Yan Xixi was also so tired that she didn't want to say a word, after a long while, she hung up the phone silently.

Along the way, the taxi drivers babbled, saying that they had prostatitis from working overtime and driving too much, and that the taxi company had a dark heart and charged a high fare. If there is a slight mistake, one day's work will be in vain, and you will be sick all over, and you will only earn a few living expenses, which is boring...

Yan Xixi suddenly asked: "Master, if you have been wronged and no one helps you to speak up, what would you do? Would it be effective to go to petition?"

"Why, miss, your house was demolished?"

Yan Xixi was noncommittal.

The driver laughed: "Miss, don't be naive, go to Beijing to appeal? Are you crazy? Didn't you see the 'An Yuan Ding' security company that was mentioned every day? It's not because you Putting you in a black prison is like putting you in a mental hospital. Come on, there is a ghost for petitioning. I think ordinary people should live in poverty and live in peace and humility. Small grievances are tolerated. If there is any big grievance, the only way to get revenge is to rely on Myself, just try to kill the person involved..."

Yan Xixi's heart was shocked: Why can we only live humble and carelessly like dogs?

She parted her lips slightly, but no sound came out.

It was a very remote corner, surrounded by old houses waiting to be demolished, and the nail households exhausted all their folk wisdom to fight stubbornly in order to obtain higher compensation, which allowed these old houses to be temporarily preserved.

In order to prevent the house from being stolen, Lao Zhangtou and his wife "full-time guarded the house" for three years, 24 hours a day, and each of them was responsible for 12 hours.

After the third floor, there is a row of older attics, which is the home of Yan Xixi's mother and daughter.At the beginning, the demolition department estimated that the compensation for this small dilapidated attic was only tens of thousands of yuan, not even enough for the mother's medical expenses. The mother and daughter gritted their teeth and refused to move.

During the day, she is Bai Fumei in a fake brand name—but at night, no one knows that she lives in such a dilapidated place.

In the distance, the lights were still on in the attic, Yan Xixi stopped and looked at the figure reflected on the window, feeling a little warm in her heart.That was my mother, she was still waiting for me, there might be a bowl of warm glutinous glutinous glutinous rice balls in the rice cooker.

She rubbed her cold hands, quickened her pace and trotted for a while, and suddenly noticed a strange sound. She thought it was the wind at first, but soon realized that something was wrong. It was the sound of a rapid march, like the beginning of a secret battle.

She stopped in astonishment and hid behind a huge Juice tree, not daring to move.

In front was the main house of the neighbor's old Zhang's family. In the middle of the night, the dim lights suddenly came on. At this moment, Yan Xixi saw a scene that can only be seen in movies and TV dramas: a group of men in black almost fell from the sky, They hung their coercion, carrying thick rucksacks, and airdropped into the courtyard with its gates closed.

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