The village party secretary's words were arrogant, and he was obviously used to being domineering in the village.

He explained very well why he came together with the Liu family, he was originally a person all the way.

It's just that now the Liu family has received retribution, but this bullying watchdog is still barking.

"Believe it or not, as soon as I shout on the loudspeaker, people from the village will come and beat you!" the village party secretary scared Wang Yong.

Wang Yong hugged his arms and sighed: "You are very confident, then try." I'm worried that I don't know how to get all the people in the village. ”

"You...... Okay, don't regret it!" the village party secretary was angry with Wang Yong.

When he turned on the loudspeaker switch on the table, he shouted: "Everyone, everyone, put down your work and come to the village committee immediately! Again, everyone will come to the village committee immediately! Especially the young and strong laborers! Someone is making trouble in the village committee!"

After broadcasting several times in a row, the village party secretary looked at Wang Yong with a smug face, and his expression was obviously saying, you wait and see.

Wang Yong was not stunned, pulled a chair and sat down.

Grandpa Xia, who came with Wang Yong, looked worried: "I said fat three, the grandson of the Wang family didn't mean to find trouble." Besides, what you did was really not authentic, we all took 50,000 yuan, and you gave 10,000 yuan. You can't be so ruthless. ”

When the village party secretary heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said: "Old Xiatou, what are you talking nonsense? Who took 50,000 yuan? You are all a person who has buried half of your body in the soil, why don't you have a door on your mouth? Hurry up and get out of here, believe it or not, even you will be beaten?"

Frightened, Grandpa Xia took a few steps back and said to Wang Yong: "Grandson of the Wang family, if you don't forget about it." If you're short of money, I'll give you some. Let's go back. ”

The people in the township are timid and afraid, especially the official-oriented thinking in Qilu is extremely serious, and ordinary people are willing to swallow their anger rather than provoke those who are officials.

"Hehe, Grandpa Xia, if you're afraid, go out first. Don't go far, just stand at the door. I'll make sure you watch a big show. Wang Yong said.

Grandpa Xia was puzzled and retreated. Sure enough, according to what Wang Yong said, he didn't go far, and stood at the door.

"Good boy, your tone is not small! Don't be scared to pee your pants later!" the village party secretary shook his fat face and said viciously.

Where is it like a servant of the people? It is clearly a butcher of the people.

After a while, I heard the noise outside, and the sound of footsteps and talking converged and squeezed towards the village committee office.

But all the people in the village came.

The village party secretary stood up proudly and said, "Do you want to go out with me?"

Wang Yong smiled and walked out of the office after him.

But when I saw a hundred and ten people standing in the courtyard of the village committee, they all looked at Wang Yong and the village party secretary for some reason, and they didn't know what was going on.

Grandpa Xia explained beside him, saying that the young man was Wang Hongjin's grandson, a good boy or something.

When Wang Hongjin was mentioned, the people in the village showed respect. This stems from the respect for cultural people in the bones. In this ancient land that has lasted for thousands of years, the word culture is deeply rooted in the bone marrow, making them feel lofty from the bottom of their hearts. Although they don't have much culture of their own.

"Branch secretary, what are you messing with a child! I thought that other villages were looking for trouble!" a villager complained.

The village party secretary glared: "Child? What kind of child? He's just here to find trouble! If you can beat me, hit me, and if you break it, it's mine." If you can't fight, get out, don't want your family's subsidy this year!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the villagers changed greatly. The people in the village are pointing to the various subsidies to live, and they don't give it now, but how can it be good?

For a while, no one dared to stand up for Wang Yong, but a few middle-aged laborers were eager to try and want to vent their anger for the village party secretary.

Wang Yong looked around, looked at the laborers and laughed.

His purpose today is just to gather the villagers to make things clear, not to fight.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am Wang Hongjin's grandson, and my name is Wang Yong. I'm coming back for the cemetery, and I know that people don't want to move graves at all. Who wants to let their parents have no peace underground? I don't want to, and you don't want to! What I want to tell you is that now this matter has been resolved! The Liu family has agreed to give up this cemetery, and the compensation money given to everyone before will be given to everyone as a welfare in the village!"

Hearing Wang Yong's words, the villagers instantly exploded.

"Is he telling the truth?

"Is it possible for the Liu family to give up the cemetery? Give us money for nothing, why don't I believe it?"

Few of the villagers believed it.

The Liu family's Yuwei is deeply rooted here, and it cannot be eliminated by Wang Yong's empty mouth and white teeth.

The village party secretary was even more angry, pointing at Wang Yong and scolding: "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you want to incite people in the village to rebel?"

Wang Yong glanced at the village party secretary and said, "If you don't believe it, you can call Liu Lao Er and ask." ”

The village party secretary hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Just fight! Don't blame me for not being affectionate, if you let Liu Lao Er know about this matter, you will have to break your arms and legs if you don't talk about it! This is your own doing!"

"I'm afraid he doesn't have the guts. ”

The village party secretary was even more angry, and immediately took out his mobile phone and called Liu Laoer.

"Hey, Fat San, what are you doing? Just you, causing my second brother to go in! Do you still dare to call?" It was Liu Laosi who answered the phone, and he scolded as soon as he opened his mouth.

The village party secretary was scolded and stunned.

It took a long time before he asked, "Fourth brother, you said that the second brother went in?"

He is ten years older than Liu Lao'er and his brothers, and he is embarrassed to call his brother with a face.

"Get out! Don't open the pot and mention the pot! I'm busy now, if you have something, just say it, hang it up if it's okay. ”

"Don't hang up, there's something going on. I want to ask about the cemetery, did your Liu family really give up?"

"Hmm, you're very well-informed, who said that?" asked Liu Laosi vigilantly.

"A kid named Wang Yong said that he is making trouble in the village committee now. ”

"Wang Yong?! Just say that you are a scourge! Why did you recruit him? Tell you, he, you can't afford to provoke him! Our Liu family doesn't want the cemetery, so send that Wang Yong. Don't contact us in the future, our Liu family doesn't know you! The matter of the cemetery has nothing to do with us!"

After speaking, Liu Laosi hung up the phone.

He was busy cleaning up his family property at the moment, so how could he have time to pay attention to the village party secretary? Not to mention that the village party secretary had somehow offended Wang Yong again. Isn't this looking for death?

"Hey, fourth brother ......" The village party secretary shouted two sentences into the phone, but only a beep sounded when he answered him.

Putting down the phone, the village party secretary was dumbfounded.

I can't imagine that this Wang Yong is so powerful that even the Liu family can't afford to provoke him! Listening to Liu Laosi's meaning, it seems that Liu Lao'er has entered the bureau because he offended Wang Yong.

How powerful is the Liu family? The county public security bureau is the same as what they opened, but even so, Liu Lao Er was still forced into it by Wang Yong.

How deep is Wang Yong's background?

The village party secretary couldn't help but shudder, and suddenly felt that Wang Yong's figure had become insurmountable, like a mountain in front of him, oppressing him out of breath.

"Wang ...... Brother Wang, it was not right to be an uncle before. It's because I have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, it's because I'm blind, you have a lot of adults, so just spare me this time, okay?" The village party secretary said incoherently, and his seniority was not clear.

Seeing the appearance of the village party secretary, the villagers below immediately understood.

What the grandson of the Wang family said was indeed true! The cemetery did not need to be moved, and he took 50,000 yuan for nothing!

"Boom", a burst of applause rang out. Everyone couldn't help but applaud Wang Yong.

They thanked Wang Yong from the bottom of their hearts, not only because Wang Yong recaptured the old cemetery, but also because of the 50,000 yuan. That's a family's income for two or three years!

Waiting for the applause to subside, Wang Yong looked at the village party secretary: "From now on, the agreement between the village committee and the Liu family's cemetery sale and purchase agreement will be invalid, do you understand?"

The village party secretary nodded hurriedly: "Understood, understood! I'll change it to your name!"

"Who told you to change mine? The old cemetery is still owned by all the villagers! But there is one thing, my grandfather's grave is not allowed to be touched in the village. I know you collected a lot of money from the Liu family, and I won't let you spit it all out. Take out two-thirds of the area around the old cemetery and repair it in the style of the cemetery in the city. This matter is supervised by the villagers, if you don't do it well. Immediately stab the county about your collusion with the Liu family, and you will look good when the time comes!" Wang Yong warned the branch secretary.

When the village party secretary heard that he was going to pay for it, his face immediately drooped. But he also knew that if the money didn't come out, his village party secretary wouldn't want to go on, and he might even be in prison.

He still knew which was more important, so he could only nod his head and agree.

This caused another round of applause from the villagers.

"I will ask someone to bring you the specific construction plan, and I will come back to check it when the time comes. Wang Yong thought about it and said.

Since Ziyu Fengqing said that the grandfather's cemetery is a treasure of feng shui, then the construction in the village cannot be laid, what if it is destroyed? It is best to find someone to design it and follow the drawings.

And the candidate for design, Wang Yong, has already been found, and it is none other than Ziyu Fengqing.

At that time, even a villager can be arranged to visit the tomb to prevent vandalism.

Wang Hongjin's three words may not be famous in the countryside, but they will be thunderous in the city. With the Dawen River, a nationally famous backflow river, it is also possible to develop a new tourist attraction.

Although many tourists come to worship and may disturb the purity of the grandfather, the grandfather has been a public servant all his life, and he will be happy to see that he can still benefit the villagers in future generations after his death.

The meaning of the existence of Confucianism was originally "to establish a heart for heaven and earth, to establish a life for the people, and to open peace for all generations".

On the side, Grandpa Xia looked at Wang Yong, and said to himself: "Brother Wang, your grandson is out, I'm happy for you! Don't worry, I'll go to see you in two days." Let's have a good chat......"

Wang Yong's heart moved, it seems that this mausoleum keeper is none other than Grandpa Xia. Only he will protect his grandfather's cemetery with the utmost sincerity.

After dealing with the follow-up matters, Wang Yong knocked on the village party secretary a few more words, which frightened the village party secretary into a dirty face, and then followed Ziyu Fengqing to leave the village.

In the car, Wang Yong solemnly entrusted the matter of repairing the cemetery to Ziyu Fengqing.

If he makes it back alive in a few days, he'll come back again to see for himself what the new cemetery looks like.

If you can't, then let Ziyu Fengqing sprinkle a glass of old wine and pay tribute to an unfilial grandson who can't fulfill his filial piety.