Founded Fengsheng Agriculture, as the chairman of Fengsheng Agriculture, Song Shan does not feel regretful, he is very satisfied with being able to lead Fengsheng to get rich, but concurrently serving as the director of Fengsheng Village, Song Shan feels that this is the stupidest thing he has done.

It's okay for a village to lead them to get rich, but when the responsibilities of so many families are really shouldered, that pressure is enough to crush many people.

Song Shan was not crushed to death, but he was also a little out of breath.

Fengsheng Village is very united with the outside world, which is true, but between neighbors, if you look up and don't look down, how can there be no contradictions, they are all things the size of sesame mung beans, which may annoy people to death.

After Song Shan dealt with these documents, he also dealt with some documents in the village, and the town would often make some announcements, which represented the central government's policy towards the countryside, which was of little use, but it was necessary to know.

After all these things were done, I was a little dizzy all of a sudden.

At this time, a villager ran into the village committee building, saw Song Shan, and shouted directly: "Shanzi, go and see, Feng Laojiu and Huang Datou are going to fight!"

"What?"

Song Shan stood up suddenly, looked at the middle-aged villager who was panting, poured him a glass of water, and then said, "Uncle Wei, you are smooth, let's talk about it first, what's going on!"

"There's no time, go check it out!"

Wei Zi is also a member of the village committee, his full name is Song Wei, everyone calls him Wei Zi, and the younger ones call him Uncle Wei Zi, he is very impatient and said to Song Shan: "If you don't fight later, you will hurt people, and you will be in trouble!"

"Okay, I'll take a look!"

Song Shan ran up, this little thing is a small matter, but if it hurts someone, it is not a small matter, and the matter of the villagers, no matter how small, must be treated heavily.

............

Song Shan ran to the east entrance of the village, close to the road into the village, a large area, and there were already many villagers who were watching the excitement to surround it.

"Feng Laojiu, what do you mean, this yard was originally our family, I just want to get it back now!"

"You say that your family is your family, my family has been raising chickens here for more than ten years, this is the foundation of our family!"

"That's for your family by our family, don't treat it as your family's thing, you can't be so shameless!"

"Who is shameless!"

"You Feng Laojiu is the most shameless, who in the whole village doesn't know!"

"You Huang Datou is the most fair, do you have the face to say this, who in the village doesn't know, the most insatiable is your Huang Datou!"

“......”

The two families next to each other quarreled very loudly, and the rural people had a loud voice, and they were still making a lot of noise, and their relatives and friends came to help, and they gathered more than a dozen of them, and the hoes and children were all taken down.

Now the one who is fighting is red-faced, and the fight is almost started.

"It's so lively, what are you trying to do?"

There are contradictions in the village, Song Shan, the village director, naturally can't escape, under normal circumstances, Feng Jianjin and Song Jiming mediate, but now that neither of them is in the village, either they have to bother Feng Lao Xiucai and the old patriarch of the Song family, these respected elders, or they can only take action by themselves.

Song Shan was helpless, and when he became the village director, he had to shoulder this responsibility.

"The village chief is here!"

"Come in, we're going to fight!"

Seeing the lively villagers quickly get out of the way, although Song Shan is young, he is the same in the village, and most of the people respect him, because he led everyone and embarked on a road to prosperity.

"Shanzi, you came just in time, you give me a comment, our yard, borrowed it from them before, and now they want to play a scoundrel, but they still eat it, do you think this is shameless!" Huang Yong is in his forties, very tall, with a very big head and a boxy face, which looks a little fierce.

"Shanzi, don't listen to Huang Datou's nonsense, our family has been raising chickens in this courtyard for more than ten years, and now they suddenly run out to say that they are the most vexatious!" Feng Jiahao is ranked ninth, so the people in the village call him Feng Laojiu.

"For the sake of this foundation of more than ten square meters, are you two planning to fight?" Song Shan is not wrong to be young, but the top ten officials for decades, the official authority is still there, this does not need to be cultivated, and it will emerge consciously, he swept it at a glance, and the scene suddenly became cold.

"Shanzi, we just want justice!"

Feng Laojiu and Huang Datou stubbornly held their heads high.

"Okay!"

Song Shan said: "If you want justice, I'll give it to you, but you also have to give me some time, tomorrow morning, the village committee will solve this problem, is there a problem!"

"Good!"

"I believe in you, Shanzi!"

As soon as the two families gritted their teeth, they should come down, if other people, it is not so easy to say, but Song Shan, they don't dare to rebel, you know, whether it is the Feng Lao Jiu family, or the Huang Datou family, at least two or three of them are working in Fengsheng Agriculture, when they want to be motivated, they can't make Song Shan's disgust because of this matter, who doesn't know that Song Shan is in charge of Fengsheng Agriculture now, and Song Shan is their boss.

"It's all gone!" Song Shan waved his hand: "Those with hoes and shovels will go to the village committee to admit their mistakes!"

"Why, Shanzi, we are just here to help, and we didn't make a mistake!"

A young man stiffened his neck and said dissatisfied.

"Relatives and friends, it's right that you came to help, but with the guy, you're still gearing up, what does that mean, ready to fight!" Our village is now applying to the province, the title of civilized demonstration village, let you have a rat, a pot of soup, you think the people of our village, will bypass you, I tell you, anything that destroys the unity of the village, is a big thing, take the guy, everyone has to go to the village committee to write a profound inspection, disdain is okay, the later villagers' meeting, I directly criticized at the meeting, if you are not afraid of losing face, then you don't need it!"

After Song Shan finished speaking, he turned around and left.

These tendencies cannot be connived up, the two families quarrel, this is normal, rural people, the culture is not high, talk back and forth just a few words, either scolding the father or scolding the mother, it is inevitable that they will be angry.

But a brawl between two groups cannot be formed.

If Song Shan hadn't come today, maybe this incident would have turned into a brawl between two gangs with weapons in the village, and it might even alarm the police station, and it would have become a sumptuous joke.

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Back to the village committee, Song Shan first went to find out, Song Wei knew this aspect of things best, he was Song Wei: "Uncle Wei, what's going on with this land?"

"It's okay, it's not a girlfriend talked about by the eldest son of Huang Datou's family, it's the age of marriage, but the two rooms in the house can't live in people, and they have made a lot of money this year, and they plan to build a building, and they have borrowed a lot of money inside and out, and they are about to start construction, but the place naturally wants to be as big as possible, so I want to include the land next to it!"

Song Wei analyzed: "This is a chicken pen, Feng Laojiu's family is raising chickens, Feng Laojiu is naturally unwilling, isn't this going to make trouble, it's been a lot of trouble, but you are not in the village, I don't convince them, this is a big trouble, almost a fight!"

"Who the hell is that land?"

"It's just troublesome if you don't know!" Song Wei said: "The village faces this wasteland, there is no right to determine it, the Huang family used it again in the past few decades, but if you chase the front, Feng Laojiu's grandfather seems to be using it again, where the Feng family also used it, and where the two families raised chickens, this is not clear!"

"Trouble!"

Song Shan suddenly understood, and said with some bitterness.