As soon as Li Yan lowered his head, Aunt Cui's fingers were gray calluses with broken skin, and she fell on the road, and there were dirt marks on her trouser legs.

Hearing Aunt Cui's crying, Li Yan didn't have much expression on his face, but asked in a calm voice, "Auntie, what's the matter?" Tell me about it. ”

Aunt Cui trembled, her narration was very messy, and Li Yan listened to it.

There is a company in the province with assets of more than 40 billion yuan, which has built a large factory in the town, and has expanded in the past few years to occupy the land in the village.

The brigade did not discuss with the villagers, in short, the first strike was strong, and the contract was signed a long time ago and the land was sold.

The land for the factory in the contract has the ancestral graves of several families in the village, and none of them have been seen, so the factory has opened a forklift to level it. The bones were scattered all over the ground. There is Aunt Cui and his old man's house here......

This stabbed the hornet's nest. The people in the village did not accept compensation, pointed to the nose of the brigade secretary and said, sue until death.

Aunt Cui's old man's surname is Liu, and he has a stubborn temper, and he took the lead in petitioning several times, but because of insufficient procedures, there was no result. For more than three months, it has not been properly resolved.

Li Yan had heard of this matter before, it was on the wine table, his hair was small, and Zhang Jiyong mentioned it.

Zhang Jiyong knows a little more, the trouble with this matter is that there is about a battalion of garrisons on the edge of Li Yan's town, and whether outsiders believe it or not, the words "military forbidden zone" are also written at the mouth of the alley next to the fruit stall on the street of the town.

The factory was expanded to make equipment for the Chinese Corps. It's not clear to Xiao Yong, but with this relationship, the water is deep.

Xiao Yong was straight at that time.

"You can't make a fuss about this. The more noisy it is, the more it ends. ”

In this way, this matter was delayed, and a few families took the money, and then let the family be so frightened, and they also retreated. But the ancestral grave was dug up, how could everyone swallow their anger?

Old man Liu was also a strongman in the town when he was young, and seeing that there was no justice, he scolded the street in his mouth, held a cigarette in his mouth, led his nephew, and drove several large trucks transporting soil from his home, and even blocked the entrance of the factory with people and cars. Those who are outside cannot enter, and those who are inside cannot enter.

Now there was a fire in the factory, but it really made a fuss, and Old Man Cui suffered even more.

Aunt Cui saw the old man in the family scolding the eighth generation of the ancestors to take people out in the morning, she was really panicked, thinking that Li Yan's family had a head and face in this area, and she expected that Dayan had connections, not to mention solving this matter, at least not to let her own mouth get into trouble, so she found Li Yan.

"Auntie, wait for me, I'll put on a dress, you take me to see it."

After Li Yan finished speaking, he turned around and entered the house. Danniang stretched out her hand and handed over a coat, Li Yan nodded, put it on and walked out.

He borrowed a bicycle from someone next to him, pedaled and took Aunt Cui straight to the factory.

Nothing to say all the way.

When Li Yan arrived at the gate of the factory, the debris of the roadblock pole that had been knocked into the road could still be seen, several trucks were still blocked, and people surrounded the three layers inside and three layers outside, which was more than Li Yan imagined. The third degree of "hands-on?! "Hands-on?!" Coming from the crowd.

Li Yan glanced at it a few times, there was blood on the ground, and on the side, there were men with blood on both sides of the pile.

On one side are the nephews and nephews of Old Man Liu, who are obviously dwarfs and suffer a little loss, and they look very embarrassed by the colors on their bodies. Several of them were barely standing.

On the other side are the people of the factory, although they are wearing factory uniforms, they are obviously ill-fitting and angry. Locals can recognize that several of them are famous hob meat in town, and you don't have to think about it to know that they were specially found by the factory.

People on both sides are pushing, and their index fingers are pointing at each other's faces.

Old man Liu had a calm face, and he was in the truck compartment, leaning over and holding the steering wheel, his eyes were level, and his eyes were bloodshot. His eldest son was under his head, his shirt was stained with dust and blood, and he confronted the representative of the factory with red eyes.

Li Yan watched from a distance, there was a squatting person smoking on the road side of the factory, without saying a word, hanging on Old Man Liu's gang with his eyes, and there was a scar on his chin.

This person, Li Yan knows.

"Huh."

Li Yan bowed his head. He comforted Aunt Cui a few words, squeezed through the crowd a few steps to the front of the truck, and the atmosphere there was so hot that no one noticed him.

Knock~knock~knock~

The old man's eyes moved, and Li Yan knocked on the window outside the car. The old man shook down the glass and said in a voice of cigarettes and alcohol: "Dayan, why are you here?" ”

"Uncle, open the door."

The old man licked his lips, opened the door of the truck, and Li Yan rushed up and sat in the co-pilot.

"Uncle, are you alright?"

"It's fine."

Old man Liu made a tiger face: "Your aunt is looking for you?" Don't. It's not been a few months since you've been back, so don't get involved in it. ”

"Hey, you don't know me, it's so hilarious. Besides......" Li Yan's words were gloomy: "If my father didn't advocate moving the ancestral grave of the family before he went to Guangdong, I would have driven here today." ”

Having said that, Li Yan really didn't rush to intervene, two years ago, he dared to grab the old man's steering wheel and roll it into the factory, but Li Yan, who had been up and down for more than half a year, didn't plan to do so.

Looking at it now, this matter is not far from ten, and this is the case, but you can say it coldly. The goods sell a skin, and people rely on a mouth, and what Aunt Cui says may not be all the truth. Li Yan was stunned and intervened, it was easy to be not a human being inside and out.

Even if Li Yan decides that he is in charge of this matter, he has to wait and see first.

How can it be so easy to draw a sword to help.

……

The attitude of the factory is nothing more than saluting first and then soldiering, but unfortunately, Li Yan came late, and he didn't catch up with the process of "salute", and it was the "soldier" at this time.

Although the voice is noisy, in the pile of people facing each other, a man with a full face is holding the label on his head, and his voice is an octave high.

He poked his finger in the face of Old Man Liu's eldest son.

"Do you hear that?"

"Call the police! I'll take it for you! ”

The villagers pushed and shoved back, but both sides of their mouths were not clean. But this man's scolding is particularly ugly. The villagers suffered a loss here, but they were not willing to leave, and the situation was so stiff.

At this time, a deafening sound sounded in the factory.

Li Yan looked back, and the crawler crane with a small 200-meter crane drove over, and the truck of seven or eight meters was inconspicuous compared to others.

A middle-aged man with a work card walked in the wind, patted the scolding "worker", and stepped forward with a loud voice.

"I've told you all the good things, aren't you playing tricks, it's easy to do, do you see?" He pointed behind him.

"This thing behind me, hundreds of tons of steel can be hoisted, aren't you fooling, I'm still going to deal with the people today." The more the man spoke, the higher the pitch he raised.

"I counted three times, and then I sent someone to get on the crane, and the old immortal didn't drive the car away, and I even threw people and cars out numbly!"

Li Yan was listening in the car, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he picked up the tea cup placed in the old man's front window, and he didn't see it, unscrewed the lid and blew the hot air.

Old man Cui's lips moved: "Dayan, this matter has nothing to do with you. ”

Li Yan waved his hand and did not speak.

"You dare?!"

As soon as Old Man Liu's eldest son heard this, he glared at a man who was five big and three thick, and the middle-aged man who was still yelling at him just now immediately took two steps back, and looked at the scarred man who was smoking on the road.

The scar man smacked the end of his cigarette and stood up with a spit.

"Liu Xuewu~"

He has a mouth, and he is also a local,

"As for me, I haven't opened my mouth to save your face." His eyes were cold: "Get your car away, what should you do!" Ang~"

Old man Liu's son kept his face calm and didn't speak, and it took a long time before he was dumbfounded: "The surname is Zhang, you are not a thing, if your ancestral grave is dug up, you will talk like this today?" ”

The scarface frowned, lowered his head and sneered: "Shameless thing."

As soon as he turned around, the sentence "get in the car" in his throat only burst out of the word "up", and he made a look at Li Yan who was drinking tea in the car window.

As soon as he was dumbfounded, everyone else looked at the car, and when they saw Li Yan, they stopped talking one by one.

Everyone watched Li Yan drink tea.

Li Yanzi drank it with a slurp, staring at Scarface's face with his eyes on the tilted teacup, and didn't speak.

“……”

For a long time, it wasn't until the middle-aged man in charge of the factory pulled Scarface's sleeve that he reluctantly opened his mouth.

"Brother Yan, why are you here?"

Li Yan ignored him, drank the tea clean, put his arm on the car window, and then said slowly: "Zhang Gangming"

Li Yan also uses his hometown dialect.

"I didn't open my mouth just now, so I saved your face."

Li Yan snapped his fingers: "Peel off this dog skin on your body, what should you do?" ”

He didn't leave a face at all. Li Yan still didn't feel like it was enjoyable, and added:

"Ang~"

The last word is full of local sound.