"Stop, what are you doing!" As soon as Lin Fan walked to the head of the village, a shirtless young man walked over and asked unceremoniously.

"This is Xinxi Village, we're here to find someone." Lin Fan said politely.

"Looking for someone?" The young man looked Lin Fan and them up and down, and said with hostility: "Why did you park the car so far away and not drive over!" ”

"I'm a newbie, so I'm not good at driving. This road is a bit narrow, and I'm afraid I won't be able to get out. Lin Fan explained with a smile.

Lin Fan drove a Bentley, millions of cars. Driving such a luxurious car here, as long as you think about it, you can guess Lin Fan's identity.

"Who's coming?" The boy asked, still skeptically.

"I'm ......" Lin Fan was instantly blindsided, and he suddenly realized that everyone in the village should know each other. But he didn't know any of them, and if he made one up randomly, the boy would instantly know that he made it up.

"Don't know the name?" Seeing that Lin Fan couldn't answer, the hostility in the young man's eyes became even stronger.

"No, I am, Sultan!" Lin Fan was in a dilemma, and suddenly saw a familiar figure.

"Lin, Lin Fan." Hearing someone call her, the Sultan looked around, and when she saw Lin Fan, she was shocked and a little incredulous.

She and Lin Fan were classmates in junior high school, high school, and six years. Since the second year of junior high school, the Sultan has liked Lin Fan, who was the same age at the time, and the Sultan was a little introverted, so he never dared to say it.

Lin Fan is not good at English, and the Sultan is the representative of the English class. Every time, the Sultan was alone with Lin Fan on the pretext of helping Lin Fan tutor English.

Lin Fan was emotionally unkind, and he didn't know the Sultan's mind at all. Until the second year of high school, Lin Fan was good in science, so he was in the science class.

When Lin Fan walked into the class, he saw that the sultan, who was good at liberal arts, was also in the science class.

At that time, Lin Fan wondered, Sudan's liberal arts are so good, why did he come to the science class? Her science grades were not very good, and later I learned that the Sultan was for him!

In fact, Lin Fan also likes Sudan, but he thinks that during high school, he should focus on studying. If you have feelings, it's not too late to talk about it when you go to college.

But other girls are so active, he is a man, if he doesn't take the initiative, isn't it too unplanted.

So Lin Fan boldly confessed to the Sultan and promised to help the Sultan tutor in science.

The two-year relationship was slowly forgotten because I was admitted to a university in a different city. In fact, when he was a freshman, Lin Fan also went to the Sultan. Unfortunately, when he went, he happened to see the Sultan holding a boy's arm and coming out of the cinema.

Seeing this scene, Lin Fan's heart was broken. He didn't come forward to say hello, but left silently. It wasn't until he graduated from college that Lin Fan knew that the boy was the Sultan's cousin.

A misunderstanding that made them miss each other.

"You, you're here for me?" The Sultan had mixed feelings in her heart, and she didn't know what kind of mood she should be in at the moment. She is looking forward to meeting Lin Fan, after all, Lin Fan is her first love.

At the age when love first blooms, the people you meet will remember it for a lifetime. Lin Fan left a deep imprint in her heart, but a misunderstanding made them miss it. She wanted to redeem it, but Lin Fan had a love.

"Yes, yes, I'm here for you." Lin Fan smiled and walked quickly towards the Sultan.

The young man glanced at Lin Fan and then at the Sultan, and did not continue to stop him.

"You, aren't you going to get married?" Hearing Lin Fan say that he was coming to her, the Sultan was overjoyed. But thinking that Lin Fan was about to get married, the feeling of loss came to his heart again.

"Blow, Brother Fan is single now." Dong Mengyao said with a smile.

Dong Mengyao and Sultan also knew each other, and when they secretly dated, Dong Mengyao helped a lot. Compared with Sultan and Yang Bingyu, Dong Mengyao likes Sudan more.

"Divided? Why! The Sultan asked with some excitement.

"The bride price, Yang Bingyu asked Brother Fan for a million bride price, but Brother Fan couldn't take it, so he divided it." Dong Mengyao pouted and said.

"A million? Is this marrying, or selling yourself! Hearing a million, the Sultan said angrily.

"It's just, it's so damning." Dong Mengyao also said: "If this million is for her, Brother Fan is willing to give it, anyway, after getting married, it will be theirs."

But this million is for her brother to marry.

Her younger brother got married, but she asked Brother Fan to pay for it. Why? married his brother and daughter-in-law and didn't give it to Brother Fan! ”

"Ahem, ahem......"

Lin Fan coughed lightly a few times, and hurriedly stopped Dong Mengyao. As he spoke, he went down, and if he didn't stop it, he was really worried about what else he would say.

The Sultan was also a little amused when he heard this, so he pulled Dong Mengyao over and said with a smile: "Why are you looking for me today?" ”

"I heard that your village has been demolished, and now it is demolished, and one is rich. Before you become a rich woman, come and try it with you! Dong Mengyao took the Sultan's arm and said playfully.

"Alas, as far as we are in a poor village, how can we be rich." The Sultan sighed and said in disappointment: "See for yourselves, these people are here to oppose the demolition.

I heard that we have been planned, what kind of community to build. The compensation for the demolition is not even enough for the down payment of the community. ”

"Don't you have a resettlement house? Why not resettlement housing! Hearing the down payment, Lin Fan asked curiously.

"Resettlement housing?" The Sultan sighed again and said, "The resettlement houses are of poor quality, single type, and they are overcounted.

According to the elderly, the resettlement house can only live for more than ten years at most. What will happen in more than ten years? Buying a new house!

Housing prices are so expensive now, no one knows what will become in ten years. We have lived in this village for decades, and in the end we have been in exchange for more than ten years of resettlement housing? ”

"Who is talking nonsense? The quality of resettlement houses is the same as the quality of other houses, and the types of houses are also diverse, and it is unlikely that they will only have a lifespan of more than ten years.

The area of the resettlement house will not be overcounted, and all the indoor area will be measured. You can redeem as much area as you have in your home, and the extra area will naturally be supplied to you according to how much money per square meter.

If the square of the family is not enough, or if it is particularly poor, you can help it, and no one will tell you about this? Lin Fan said angrily.

"Shhhh Seeing that Lin Fan was angry, the Sultan hurriedly reminded.

The village peasants are all complaining about the demolition, and if they say this loudly at this time, they will be hostile to them.

"I'm not angry, I'm angry!" Lin Fan lowered his voice and said unhappily: "How do those people work, they didn't explain such a simple thing clearly. ”

"Explain?" The Sultan laughed helplessly and said, "They won't explain, the first time they came, they posted a notice from door to door.

The announcement told us that it will be demolished in the near future, so let's prepare for the demolition. The demolition is to change the square for the square, and the resettlement house has not come down for the time being, and when the resettlement house comes down, everyone will go to see the house.

The second time I came, I posted a notice door-to-door, telling us to come to the demolition today, and if we haven't left, we will be dealt with as a nail household. ”

"Only two announcements were made!" Lin Fan's fists were clenched, and he couldn't wait to find something to punch and vent his inner resentment.

"Isn't it infuriating!" Seeing Lin Fan's appearance, the Sultan hurriedly said: "My father and the old and young in the village, after reading the announcement, also have this expression. ”

"It's too much, I'll leave this matter to me, I have to give you an explanation!" Lin Fan angrily took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Liu Hualong's number.

"Coming, coming, they're coming!" Lin Fan was just about to dial the number when he heard the villagers shouting angrily.

Subsequently, the villagers gathered at the head of the village with scolding and swearing. They all held hoes, shovels, flat poles and other guys in their hands, and glared angrily at the excavator, with a sense of déjà vu as if they were dead!