"Really? Don't talk nonsense, old Xia has passed the first seven days. Come back? Have you had a drink?" Lao Xia was buried, and everyone in the village saw it with their own eyes. Hearing someone say that, someone immediately retorted there.
"I heard it too. Some people said that he seemed to have seen Lao Xia at night. By the way, Lao Xia's wife was also with him. The two of them were wandering around the village, and they didn't know what they were going to do!" Then he said.
"Don't talk nonsense, I think you are asleep and dreaming. Stop spreading rumors here, and if you cause trouble if the government doesn't bother you, the grandson will punish you!" The grandson in people's mouth is the village party secretary. However, although everyone was resentful towards him in their hearts, they did not dare to resist openly. Only in the usual chatting and chatting, the word grandson is used to vent the depression in my heart. When Ah Q said that his son beat his father, the word grandson was used by the villagers to mean the same thing. It's all about mouth addiction, so that I can feel a little bit more comfortable in my heart.
"Come on, you can go online if you have nothing to chat with. People like you can't talk about going together." Ren kindly told the gossip he had inquired about to the neighbors around him, but one after another Again was refuted. How can we continue talking today? So he stood up from the base of the wall, slapped the dust off his body a few times and said with a flick of his sleeves. Everyone chatted around there to pass the time, but they didn't notice that the wife of the secretary of the village party committee, whose cheongsam was slashed up to her waist, was standing at the corner and eavesdropping.
"Husband, husband? Have you heard? That old Xia seems to be back!" Twirling her water snake waist, she rushed home in three steps at a time. As soon as he entered the door, there was a shout and opened. Of course she knew who Lao Xia was, and she also knew how Lao Xia died. But today she actually heard someone say that Lao Xia is back, and her heart began to beat a little.
"Are you hysterical? I believe anyone who comes back, Lao Xia? He's back? You've hit a ghost!" The village party secretary was slowly learning tea art in front of the TV at home. Picking up the boiling water bottle and preparing to wash the tea, I was taken aback by my own mother-in-law's bluff. The boiling water splashed on the back of his hand, making him shiver. Putting the water bottle next to the coffee table, he got up and roared angrily.
"I also heard from those poor people just now. No wonder I have been feeling chills on my back for the past few days. Husband, why don't we go to the city and invite a Taoist priest to drive away evil spirits." The woman said to the man with some grievances. People are killed by men, if they really come back to seek revenge, don't implicate yourself! The woman thought so. After staying in Dongguan for a few years, I was more or less influenced by the culture of Guangdong. In women's minds, they still choose to believe in ghosts and gods.
"Please ask a Taoist priest to exorcise evil spirits?" The village party secretary hesitated, rubbing his chin. He has done too many bad things, and he is also afraid of retribution.
"I wish you peace of mind." The woman stepped forward and said, gently shaking the man's arm.
"Alright, please rest assured." The man pondered for a while, then nodded in agreement with the woman. He thought about it, and once he came, he asked the Taoist priest to ask for peace of mind. Secondly, he thinks it is possible to cooperate with Taoist priests. Through other people's mouths, the ancestral tomb mountain was described as a dangerous place, and the villagers were fooled into moving the ancestral tomb.
"I'll go to the provincial capital tomorrow!" The village party secretary suddenly had a flash of inspiration and came up with a brilliant idea. At least this idea is beneficial to him and harmless.
"Why are you going to the provincial capital? When will you come back? I'm scared at home alone!" Seeing that the man was suddenly going to the provincial capital, the woman hurriedly asked there.
"Don't worry about men's affairs, women. If this matter is done, we will send it out. In the future, I will open a club for you here that can rival the heaven and earth. You call all the little sisters before you. Come on. Others will divide it into four or six, and I will get three to seven. We three, they seven, this is 10% more income than in Dongguan before. How is it? I still have you in my heart?" The man glared at the woman, and finished in the room Li walked back and forth a few steps and said excitedly.
"Pack up two sets of decent clothes for me, and I'll be back in two days." Before the woman could open her mouth to ask what was going on, the man said arrogantly there.
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"Boss Zhang, hahaha, it's me. East China Sea Dragon Palace, Shrimp Soldiers and Crab General Hall, I invite you to dinner. That's right, I think we can talk about the golf course in detail tonight!" The second One day, after throwing his own woman home alone, the village party secretary rushed to the provincial capital. When we arrived in the provincial capital, it was already dark. He first booked a box at a seafood restaurant in the provincial capital, and then dialed the customer's phone number.
"Have you negotiated with the villagers? How much do they want for the relocation?" Hearing that the golf course was about to happen, the boss Zhang rushed to the East China Sea Dragon Palace. As soon as we met, we went straight to the topic before we had time to greet each other.
"There are a total of 47 households. As you know, not everyone has a house nowadays. But when it comes to ancestral graves, who doesn't have many houses? The price is 50,000 yuan per tomb. It's not expensive. Boss? I have inquired about it. In your place, it costs 200,000 yuan to tear down a grave." The village party secretary clapped his hands and signaled to the waiter to serve the food, then led Boss Zhang to his seat and said.
"50,000 per household?" Boss Zhang didn't understand what the village party secretary meant.
"50,000 yuan per grave!" The village party secretary stretched out a slap and waved in front of Boss Zhang's eyes.
"How many graves are there?" Boss Zhang continued to ask.
"For so many years, there must be more than 100 seats in such a mess. If you count from the ancestors, you must have this number!" The village party secretary said after a while.
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"More than 10 million? Grabbing money? How much does it cost me to build a golf course? You need more than 10 million to demolish a grave?" Boss Zhang calculated, then stood up from the chair and said.
"Don't be impatient. For your Boss Zhang, it's not a drop in the bucket? Besides, isn't golf a sport for nobles? What do nobles like? What do you build around the golf course? When the time comes, it's up to you Boss Zhang has made money." The village party secretary squinted at Boss Zhang and said.
"Then tell me, what do nobles like!" Boss Zhang recalled, and felt that the village party secretary in front of him was very interesting. He is different from other cadres. He is straightforward when it comes to issues that other cadres keep secret!
"It's just a matter of wine and wealth!" The village party secretary wrung his fingers and laughed in a low voice.
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