Chapter Eighty-Three: An Escape

Wang Yingli saw through my thoughts, leaned back on the chair, and said with anger in her eyes: "You can not believe me, but what I want to tell you is that this matter has indeed gone wrong, this project is quite oily, even if the compensation subsidy for each of our households is 50% higher, we can still make money, because the building we will build in the future, a commercial house can be worth 3 million, and a building has as many as 100 households, do you think it is necessary for me to hack them with this money?" Now that they are cracking down on forced demolitions, I don't dare to be the first bird. ”

I was a little annoyed and asked, "What do you mean?" I saw the scene of the forced demolition at the time, and the grandmother of the other family also died because of the forced demolition, could it be that she died like this? ”

Wang Yingli said: "I will investigate this matter, and I will compensate for their family, I just can't get used to you looking at me like a thief, I really don't need to forcibly demolish anything." ”

I smiled, "Huh." ”

Wang Yingli lit a cigarette and said, "Hao Ren, I really feel a little sad that you don't give me face so much for a friend." ”

I took a deep breath and said: "It's that there are too many doubts about the problem you said, first of all, this demolition company is a subsidiary of Yiju, and secondly, the demolition of me at the scene, led by the village committee, now that the matter has come out, you say that you don't know the road, and it was done by your company, will you know the road?" How do you say I believe you, honesty is not a mouthful, how many times have you lied to me. ”

Wang Yingli turned her chair and looked at the world under the closing glass, and after a while she said: "I will investigate this matter, and now what I say you don't believe is right, but I'd better advise you, maybe sometimes what I say is true, what you believe is true, but not true, some things, what you see with your eyes, what you hear with your ears, are not necessarily true, only what you have considered in your head is true." ”

I stood up and said, "You just have to say that you are ready to pay compensation, and that's fine." ”

With that, I left.

I don't understand what Wang Yingli is thinking, but her words make me a little angry. The demolition company is obviously owned by her, and now she actually says that she didn't do it, how can I believe it? I cursed, grass, MLGB.

I went back to Zhang Xiaojun's house, comforted them, told his parents not to worry, and said that I had already negotiated with the developer through a relationship, and that the compensation might come down soon.

Zhang Xiaojun's parents were a little surprised and asked me what the relationship was.

I said it was okay, a friend introduced me.

Zhang Xiaojun was a little surprised, pulled me aside, and said to me, "Hao Ren, did you save us?" ”

I couldn't help but think that the person behind the scenes was Wang Yingli, lowered my head and said, "I made a mistake in this matter, I'm sorry." ”

Zhang Xiaojun smiled meaningfully and said to me, "Thank you." ”

I patted Zhang Xiaojun and said, "Okay, let's ask my brothers to have a meal together in the evening, and I will treat it as a wash of bad luck for you." ”

Zhang Xiaojun nodded solemnly.

In the evening, we found a good restaurant, and originally wanted to call Zhang Xiaojun's parents, but they didn't want to go, so we simply added Qingyu to the four of us. Eating and drinking, forgetting all the unpleasant things, Zhang Xiaojun drank a lot of snot and tears.

He said to a few of us: "Fuck, what kind of world is this, grass, my grandmother died inexplicably, our house is inexplicably gone, let's go **, don't say anything, just arrest us first, and then give us an ideological education class, fuck, can the class return the house to us?" Classes can bring the house back? Take his uncle's class, grass his uncle. ”

Zhang Xiaojun wiped a handful of tears and said: "Don't say much, a few brothers drink, having a group of brothers like you is my Zhang Xiaojun's greatest luck, I will let go here today, if any of you have something in the future, I, Zhang Xiaojun, will definitely help, otherwise I will be a grandson." ”

The transparent glasses collided together, and the fragrant liquor overflowed.

We sent Zhang Xiaojun, who was too drunk, back, because after twelve o'clock, the school could not go back, Su Dongpo and Lin Guoqing also lived in Zhang Xiaojun's house. I left here with Qingyu, and when I got home, it was already one o'clock in the morning, and I had drunk a little too much.

When I got home, Qingyu brought me a cup of hot tea to relieve my hangover.

I looked at Qingyu under the dim light, took the tea she brought, took a sip, and felt the sore throat burning inside, just like drinking. I couldn't help laughing, grass, I was in a coma for three days after drinking a while ago, and now I don't know how to drink, I really don't want to die.

I closed my eyes and lay on the couch with my head in a mess.

Qingyu held my hand, I opened my eyes, looked at her, I don't know what Lu Dao is for, maybe it's through the strength of wine, maybe I'm crazy, I said, "Like me?" ”

"Hmm." Qingyu fell generously.

I said: "I came out of the countryside, when I was in high school, I met a girl, she had a ponytail, very beautiful, I went to the current school for her, I could have been admitted to Guanghua University, but after she went to college, she followed a rich handsome, and then became pregnant, told me that she was pregnant, let me accompany her to have a baby, and then for various reasons, she went to prison, and I relied on Wang Yingli and Xia Wanyu to have today's life, if it is ugly, I am a bit like the little white face raised by the two of them, If the two of them are willing, I'll get out of the house and go to sleep now, do you still like me? ”

"I like it." Qingyu said.

I asked her, "For what?" ”

Qingyu stubbornly said: "I just like it." ”

I looked at Qingyu who was shining in my eyes, and wanted to reach out to touch her face, but my hand was raised, but I put it down again, I don't know what it is, I always regard Qingyu as a seventeen-year-old Ma Xiaodan, especially her ponytail, especially like Ma Xiaodan's ponytail sitting in front of me, swaying my heart.

I closed my eyes and said, "Wash and sleep, I'm sleepy." ”

Qingyu didn't say anything, just helped me take off my shoes, and then went to the bedroom to pick up a quilt and cover it for me. By the time she covered me, I was asleep. Maybe it's because I'm tired, maybe it's because I want to escape, just like Ma Xiaodan said to me back then, I once thought that hehe was impatient, but now I know that hehe can represent helplessness, hehe can represent wqnmlgb, and it can represent ......

An escape.