Chapter 72: A Country Love Story (13)
The villagers of the small mountain village went crazy. A few old people were about to faint at that time, and this is the place where they have lived all their lives! The young people who had recovered felt the deep deception, and immediately rushed over to ask for an explanation. Thanks to their greed for money, the kung fu people were here for a while, and it was a blessing that there were no casualties.
"What is this for, I pressed my handprint in black and white, this small mountain village is already Young Master Qin's. Xu Tingshen calmly stopped.
"You're a liar! Bastard burns our house!"
"Ah!! what can I do here, Grandpa Tian!!"
"Call the police!"
These guys who have done all the bad things still know how to use legal means to protect themselves.
Xu Tingshen smiled, what did he toss so many people in the middle of the night, he was just black, and those bad troubles couldn't let Weisheng Rongmian get involved.
The land in the small mountain village has now been transferred to the hands of Weisheng Rongmian through legal procedures, in fact, these people have lived all their lives and do not know that they don't actually have a hukou here.
"I don't know why you are excited, where did Young Master Qin deceive people? Looking back, the car is coming, pick everyone up and go to the building. ”
When I looked back, sure enough, there were several cars. But the drivers and masters all moved slowly, and even stopped on the side, expressing shock at the sea of fire ahead.
In fact, since the time when the people from Hu Caizhen came, the weather has slowly become gloomy. The weather forecast said that there would be heavy rain all day today, and it had not fallen by this time, which was a lot of delay. Fortunately, the small mountain village is surrounded by flower fields and mountains, and it is also some distance from Chalu Town, and when the fire spreads, I don't know how long it has been raining.
Weisheng Rongmian also looked up, his face was not shocked, and he only stuffed Li Quexin, who was still a little stunned, into their car.
"Where are you going!?" Li Xuehua and the others came to stop.
Wei Sheng Rongmian glanced at his watch, a little impatient, "Everyone, the handover personnel of those buildings have been waiting for a long time, you guys are messing around here again, we can go." ”
He also got in the car. Uncle Zhao has seen a lot of scenes, and since his young master has done it, he has to be stable. I don't know who shouted "get on the car", everyone woke up like a dream, and rushed towards those cars......
Everyone's mood was like a roller coaster, and the vast procession of vehicles drove through Chalu Town to a strange city.
As soon as I left the tea house, a rainstorm was coming. It's a delay, but it can't be said to be a coincidence. Xu Tingshen didn't sit in the car, he had to squeeze into the car that was slightly sleeping, and he was complaining that the rain was coming too fast and the small mountain village was not completely burned.
Li Quexin looked at this and that, her heart was still beating tightly at this time, these two people's thoughts were too deep, and ordinary people like her couldn't accept it for a while. It's not a little boy when he was a child, and he still enjoys doing things like arson and beating people, and such a big incident is like a family-like attitude.
"Oh no!" she looked at the rain outside the window and suddenly remembered something.
Weisheng Rongmian looked at her as if she was not good, and her heart was clear, "Your life is the greatest comfort to your sister, you can't live a lifetime guarding the tomb, can you?"
"Then it can't be burned!" she was unhappy, and this unhappiness directly overshadowed the suspicion that he knew about his sister's grave.