After Wu Liangxiong finished speaking, not only Wu Erping and his daughter-in-law Chen Juan were stunned, but even Wu Liang was stunned.

Wu Erping put down the wine glass he was holding and muttered, "Dad, what are you talking about?" ”

The old man Wu Liangxiong's slightly hoarse voice was not loud, but he clearly understood: "I mean, the demolition money has come down, and the money in it will be half of Wu Liang." ”

Chen Juan suspected that she had heard it wrong at first, and Chen Juan knew it all the time: the old man felt sorry for her husband, and the sister-in-law Wu An was the daughter who was going to marry out, although the old man didn't want to demolish it for the time being, but after a hundred years, this house was always his own and couldn't run. But right now, the old man turned his elbow outward, and wanted to distribute half of the demolition money to the hillbilly he had never met before, what a joke! Thinking of this, Chen Juan was dissatisfied: "Dad, do you know how expensive the housing prices in Zhengcheng are!" ”

"Yes, the demolition money can probably pay 100,000 yuan, but if you want to buy a house in Zhengcheng again, 100,000 yuan is tight, besides, what about the house to be renovated after you buy it?"

The old man Wu Liangxiong glanced at his daughter-in-law, and once again opened his mouth to express his attitude: "If Erping disagrees with you, I won't demolish this house." ”

Wu Erping couldn't have imagined that his father would make such a request if he agreed to the demolition. For a while, he put down the chopsticks he was holding and gasped.

Wu Liang played a round on the side, and persuaded with a smile: "Uncle, Brother Erping is your own son, no matter how the demolition money is calculated, it shouldn't have my share." My sister-in-law is right, the housing prices in Zhengcheng are precious! ”

"I shouldn't have asked for this money, and I can't ask for it."

Wu Liangxiong glared: "Nonsense! The old house was left to me by your grandfather, you are the son of Liangcai, why don't you have the demolition money! ”

Hearing Wu Liang's round game, Chen Juan's eyes, which were still hostile, faded a little at the moment, and looked at Wu Liangxiong: "Dad, Wu Liang's father is a prison guard in Biancheng, but he is a civil servant!" ”

As soon as Chen Juan's words fell, Wu Liangxiong said angrily: "Fart! I don't know my brother, if he had mixed well, he would have come to see my brother a long time ago, no matter what, if you two don't agree, I won't tear it down! ”

The atmosphere cooled down.

Wu Liangxiong, the old man with anger in his original tone, looked at Wu Liang, and the love in his eyes turned into the kind of kind eyebrows that only a father can have for his son: "I pulled the material, what kind of character he has, I know best as a brother!" ”

The old man Wu Liangxiong looked at the gray old cloth shoes on Wu Liang's feet and the shirt with white cuffs, and felt a little distressed: "Nephew, uncle can feel your suffering." The demolition money will be paid hundreds of thousands, and you can use it as a capital or a small business; Or save the money and go back and tell you a daughter-in-law! ”

"Uncle has no ability, this is the only thing I can do, you must take the money, otherwise, I'm sorry for you calling me uncle."

The old house is the only family property handed down by Wu Liang's grandfather, and it is also the old house that carries the memory of his father Wu Liangcai and his uncle Wu Liangxiong's growth.

The old man Wu Liangxiong has no other savings in his life, and he is willing to leave half of the demolition money in his name to his son Wu Erping and daughter Wu An, and half to Wu Liang, how heavy is this decision?

The answer is self-evident, it is as heavy as his own children, so heavy that Wu Liang is ashamed.

Wu Liang couldn't help but have a sour nose, he grew up in Pingshan Prison since he was a child, and he had heard too many brothers who turned against each other because of money, and even the tragedy of white knives entering red knives between brothers! Human nature and family affection are so small and powerless in the face of money.

But the human nature and family affection in front of you are so precious! The brotherhood between his father and uncle, even if it has been 20 years, even if there has not been a word in 20 years, it cannot be fading in the slightest.

There is a love called brother, with broken bones and tendons.

Wu Liang stood up, picked up the liquor on the table under the hostile gaze of Wu Erping and his sister-in-law Chen Juan, and said to Wu Liangxiong: "Uncle, this cup, I respect you, my father said, if it weren't for his reluctance to leave Pingshan in this life, he would have come to see you a long time ago, this glass of wine, I will respect you on behalf of my father." ”

A full glass of liquor was drunk by Wu Liang with his head raised, and Wu Liang poured another full glass: "My father also said that I am twenty years old this year, and I must follow the rules of my hometown, I haven't come to see you for twenty years, I am ignorant and unfilial, this glass of wine is my nephew and I will make amends!" ”

After speaking, nearly three taels of liquor in the coarse porcelain cup were drunk by Wu Liang, and Wu Liangxiong's eyes were also a little red: "Nephew, what do you say, hurry up and order food while it's hot!" Uncle is very happy if you can come. ”

Wu Liang, who drank two glasses of liquor in a row, stubbornly continued the third glass, his voice was not loud, but it was word by word: "This third cup of wine, I wish the uncle a hard body, no worries, and can enjoy the blessings!" ”

At this moment, the old man Wu Liangxiong was so excited that he seemed to choke on the words in his throat, and he didn't know how to express it. This old man from the countryside who didn't go to school and didn't have much education could only persuade Wu Liang to eat food one by one.

On the side, not only was her daughter-in-law Chen Juan unhappy, but even her son Wu Erping was annoyed: "I wasn't born to you, I knew it earlier, and I wouldn't have come back!" Chen Juan pursed her lips, and her freckled face looked particularly mean under the lamp: "Hmph, enjoy Qingfu, then you have to be rich, and you have no money to drink the northwest wind!" ”

"Let's talk about it first, Erping and I still have to pull the child, and the days are tight! We can't afford to wait for you! You have to find either your brother or your filial nephew! ”

……

The atmosphere in the cramped room became awkward for a while.

Suddenly, the silence was broken by a violent banging, and someone was pounding the door with their fists outside the door!

The old man Wu Liangxiong panicked, got up and said, "Don't panic, it is estimated that it is the thugs invited by the developer to make trouble!" ”

Wu Liangxiong opened the door panel that was about to be smashed, and saw seven or eight young gangsters with steel pipes and baseball bats surrounded by the door.

The gangster at the head is quite sturdy, wearing a pair of jeans full of holes, a pinch of red hair dyed on his forehead, holding a cigarette in his mouth, holding his arms, with a disdainful expression: "Old thing, why don't you leave!" As he spoke, the red-haired thug waved his hand: "Brothers, smash this rotten house for me!" ”

After the old man Wu Liangxiong opened the door, he held Wu Liang and his son Wu Erping behind him, like an old cow protecting a calf. At this moment, Wu Liangxiong's eyebrows twitched, and he raised his voice: "Who dares!" ”

The gangsters were stopped by Wu Liangxiong and froze at the door.

The red-haired gangster saw that his little brother was stopped by the old man, and stepped forward with great disdain to make a move: "Oh, I've given you a long face, right, old thing!" ”

"Today, I'll give you this, if you don't want to demolish this house, you have to demolish it, it's a big deal!"

Wu Liang stepped forward, just blocked the door, and calmly glanced at the red-haired gangster: "If you have something to say, you can say it." ”

Seeing that there were more than a dozen people on the other side, Wu Liangxiong's son stepped forward and laughed: "Brother Ermao, don't be angry, let's demolish this house!" ”

The red-haired gangster led by him put the cigarette in his mouth with his fingers and dusted off the ashes: "Hmph, I want to dismantle it at this time!" I sue you, just because you, an old fellow who doesn't move places, are still delaying the start of work. Do you know how much you have to lose if you start work one day late! ”

Wu Fangping laughed again, leaning and swaying: "Brother Ermao is right, we have indeed caused trouble for your monk." ”

The red-haired gangster said: "For the demolition of your house, I have run back and forth several times, and Mr. Shang is not easy to explain, since you want to demolish it today, I will put it aside, the demolition fee used to be 10,000 per square meter, and the current market is 4,000 per square meter!" ”

Wu Erping listened, his face was obviously panicked, the old house is about 100 square meters, and he can pay 1 million according to the previous demolition compensation plan, but now, it means that he can only get 400,000, not to mention that the premise of his father's demolition of the old house is to divide half of the compensation to Wu Liang.

Ermao, this gangster is obviously a bully!

The old man Wu Liangxiong blushed and trembled with anger: "You! You're trying to push me like this! ”

The red-haired thug twisted the cigarette butt in his hand and extinguished: "Kill you, hum!" Why did you go early! Don't ask what my Ermao is doing in the North Ring District! ”

Wu Erping stepped forward and flatteringly handed the red-haired gangster a cigarette, the gangster named Ermao didn't look at it, Wu Erping was not embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "Brother Ermao, it was our fault that we were reluctant to relocate at the beginning, but now that we know that we have changed, can this price be accommodating?" ”

The red-haired thug glared at Wu Erping: "Do you think this is to buy vegetables on the street?" I'll leave it here, at this price, maybe tomorrow it won't even be 4,000! ”

Ermao put the cruel words here, and Wu Erping was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

In fact, the red-haired gangster is just a bastard nicknamed Ermao, with no background, no money, and shallow qualifications, so he can't do the errand of asking for accounts and collecting protection money in society. Fortunately, I ran on the streets of the North Ring Road every day, and there were a few idle buddies under my hands, and I happened to meet the developer Mr. Shang, so I took over the demolition job. As for the big boss in his mouth, that is, the developer Shang Zong, Ermao is basically rare to meet.

For big bosses, the most difficult thing to deal with is those nail households who refuse to relocate, so they spend money to find some thugs to do it. As for the demolition money that needs to be compensated for the demolition, of course, the less the better.

In Pingshan Prison, Wu Liang didn't know how many outlaws he had seen licking blood on the knife edge, compared to those people, Ermao was just a scoundrel who didn't enter the stream, nothing more than wanting to let his uncle get less compensation and get more money from the developer.

Thinking of this, Wu Liang pursed his lips and said, "The house is ours, and there is no need to talk about it when we don't want to demolish it." Now we want to demolish it, and you developers still want to start construction as soon as possible, so it's better for both sides to show some sincerity! ”

When Ermao heard this, he saw that Wu Liang looked like a hillbilly, his tone was ruthless, and he bluffed: "What kind of thing are you, bargain with me!" Be careful that I suffocate you with a steel pipe! ”

Wu Liang calmly looked at the little gangsters who came up: "What, you want to fight?" ”

Ermao sneered, took a step back, and said in a mocking tone: "Oh, big brother, which street are you mixed in!" I'm so scared! ”

Wu Liang said lightly: "I don't want to do it, Wu Liangxiong is my uncle, and the money in the demolition money is half of mine, if the compensation is 10,000 yuan per square meter, I can make the decision and sign a contract with you!" ”

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