At half past seven in the morning, many people had gathered in the electrician's family yard, all of whom were residents living here, most of whom were old men and old ladies.

The reason is that the new community has been planned for development, and the developer promised to resettle them two years after the demolition, but the old people felt that the resettlement process was too long, and they were unwilling to leave the place they were familiar with, so they had a dispute with the developer.

Uncle Zhang was one of the people who did not agree to leave, he argued with reason, and his face was red and his neck was thick.

"We have reached this age, we can't live for a few years, we are familiar with this old electrician's family home, and the neighbors are also familiar with it.

"Didn't I tell you, old man? After the demolition, you can be compensated, and after two years, it will also be distributed to you in resettlement housing, why don't you pay back the oil and salt! ”

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man with shiny hair, a big red tie, a black leather bag, rosacea, and a very arrogant attitude, obviously he was very dissatisfied with this group of old men and old ladies.

After hearing this, Uncle Zhang said: "Two years later, we will be given resettlement housing, and we don't know whether we are dead or alive at that time, the question is where we go now, there must always be an explanation!" ”

The rosacea man's eyes glared: "Rent a house to live in!" Where are you going, listen to what you mean, and you still want us to package the accommodation for these two years? ”

"Why don't you give a bag!"

The old grandson said angrily: "You demolished our house, so we have nowhere to go, we will always have a place to live in the past two years, why don't you make arrangements!" ”

"I don't go if I arrange it, our neighbors have been around for a lifetime, and we can still take care of each other, and suddenly we get everything everywhere, the place is not familiar, and the people don't know each other, how can we live? If you want to play mahjong, you can't get together a table of people! ”

"That's it, don't move!"

The crowd was gossiping.

Rosacea's manly teeth itched: "I'll ask you again, to move or not to move!" ”

Uncle Zhang stepped forward: "Don't move!" What can you do! ”

The rosacea man suddenly became angry, grabbed Uncle Zhang's collar, and threw it the ground.

This time it was full of strength, and directly threw Uncle Zhang to the ground.

With a "poof", Uncle Zhang knelt on the ground on both knees, and suddenly turned purple and blue.

The crowd exclaimed, "How can you beat someone!" ”

The rosacea man scolded and scolded: "A group of old immortals, Lao Tzu is the one who beats you!" ”

After that, he pointed to Uncle Zhang's nose and said, "Don't think I don't know, you old thing brought this group of people to make trouble, don't you just want to make more money?" I'm telling you, less dreams, I've seen a lot of nails like you! Finally, I give you three days, you have to move, you have to move, you have to move! ”

As soon as the words fell, rosacea only felt the cold wind above his head, and suddenly dodged, and a flower pot "clicked" and smashed on the ground, and the ceramic fragments splashed all over the ground, startling him in a cold sweat.

When I looked up, I saw a black figure standing in front of the window.

"What the do you want...... Holy! ”

Halfway through his words, another flower pot was thrown down and went straight to his head, which wanted his life.

Hurriedly dodged, the flower pot didn't hit his head, and he hit the shoulder, and the rosacea man screamed in pain.

Just as I wanted to curse, the figure had disappeared.

In just a few seconds, Jiang Yang had already appeared at the entrance of the building.

Grabbed a shovel and ran towards rosacea with his long legs.

When the rosacea saw that it was not good, he ran away.

One runs, the other chases behind with a shovel, and the scene is spectacular.

Until the gate, the rosacea man got into a Santana, suddenly started the car and left, and did not forget to say cruelly: "You wait for Lao Tzu!" ”

Jiang Yang threw the shovel far away, and then cursed secretly: "Kill you shit." ”

went up and picked up the shovel on the ground, returned to the crowd, bent down to look at the injury on Uncle Zhang's leg, and directly put the old man on his shoulder without saying a word.

"I went to the clinic to bandage it, and I was bleeding."

Uncle Zhang leaned on Jiang Yang's shoulder and said, "Gentlemen, when will you come back?" ”

"Last night."

Jiang Yang muttered, ignored the other old men and old ladies, and went straight to the small health center at the door.

"My legs don't get in the way."

Uncle Zhang said.

Jiang Yang carried him on his back and continued to walk: "I almost fell apart for you, but it's still in the way?" ”

Uncle Zhang scolded with a smile: "Rabbit cub, it's impossible to fall apart, but I can't dance with Aunt Zhao in the afternoon." ”

In the health center, a female doctor in her forties treated Uncle Zhang's wounds.

first cleaned it with alcohol cotton, and then used tweezers to clip the small gravel out of the skin one by one, and Uncle Zhang, who was in pain, bared his teeth.

"Does it hurt, uncle?"

The doctor asked.

Uncle Zhang disdainfully: "What is this, get you." ”

The doctor smiled helplessly and shook his head.

Uncle Zhang shouted that it didn't hurt, and asked the family to continue to deal with it, but his legs shrank back vigorously, and the doctor couldn't pull it.

Jiang Yang pressed Uncle Zhang's leg, looked at the doctor and said, "The whole body is hard-mouthed, don't pay attention to him." ”

The doctor smiled: "Grandfather? ”

Jiang Yang asked rhetorically: "Do you think we are alike?" ”

The doctor looked at Jiang Yang: "From the electrician's family hospital?" ”

Jiang Yang nodded: "Yes." ”

The doctor wondered, "I don't think I've seen you?" ”

Uncle Zhang couldn't hold it anymore: "Hurry up and get it for me, why are you still talking!" ”

The doctor picked at Uncle Zhang's leg and said with a smile: "Just ask." ”

Soon, Uncle Zhang's knee was treated and finally wrapped in gauze.

When he went to the ground, Uncle Zhang puffed out his teeth again, limped, and his mouth was not idle: "I have long said that I don't need to come and see, there is nothing wrong with not taking medicine or bandaging, you look at this toss, I can't get off the ground in pain, and I can't walk!" ”

The doctor was not happy: "Old Zhangtou, are you blaming me for bandaging you lame?" ”

Uncle Zhang's eyes glared: "No!" ”

After hearing this, the doctor walked directly to this side and said to Jiang Yang: "The young man helped me press his leg, and I will remove it for him now." ”

Uncle Zhang was so frightened that he hurriedly ran back, amusing both the doctor and Jiang Yang.

The doctor only scared and frightened him, and when he saw that the old man was intimidated, he went to the back room to change the patient's drip bottle.

Doorway.

Uncle Zhang took out a pack of crumpled red plum cigarettes, smoked one and handed it to Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang was so polite that he reached out and took it, touched his pocket, and there was no fire.

Uncle Zhang lit the lighter: "You are at most a third-class smoker." ”

Jiang Yang covered his hand and lit a cigarette, took a puff, and ignored the old man's poor mouth, but said: "It's so old, be careful to toss in the future." ”

Uncle Zhang sighed with some emotion: "It's not that I want to toss, look at this place, I've lived here for decades, I'm familiar with everything, suddenly let me go, where do you say I'm going?" ”

The two looked at the harmony of the electrician's family home.

As usual, the residents gathered in groups of three and two, playing cards, chess, and chatting.

Uncle Zhang's eyes were a little lonely, and he was also worried about the future.

Jiang Yang thought about it, took out his mobile phone and dialed a call: "Check who the electrician's family home is in the hands of, who the developer is, make an appointment, I want to see him." ”