chapter 15 Eliminate demolition quota

I have to admit that An Anne Boyle has a beautiful smile. Her red lips and white teeth are particularly beautiful.

The wind on the roof was strong and messed up An Anne Boyle's hair. As if she thought it was in the way, she took out a rubber band from her bag and simply tied it together.

In short, this woman gives me a very casual, but very casual and natural feeling.

Just like her beauty is natural, not the result of cosmetics or plastic surgery.

"So, you were quite rich before?"

I admit that I was a little entranced, and it wasn't until she spoke again that I came back to my senses.

I smiled, subconsciously lit a cigarette for myself, looked into the distance, took a deep breath and said, "It's okay, I'm not particularly rich."

"But your reputation doesn't seem to be very good in the village!"

I frowned and said, "They even told you this?"

"That man Thomas Carter and Amy Carter, who are you?"

I was stunned for a moment, then replied with a wry smile, "One is my uncle, and the other is my third concubine... Is that what they told you?"

"It seems that your personnel relations are not good."

"If you believe whatever they say, then I think you are nothing more than that."

He seemed to be very concerned about my affairs, and then said, "Okay, explain it to me!"

I wanted to explain, but suddenly felt it was unnecessary. After thinking for a while, I said, "Forget it, let's not talk about the past. I still say what I said, if you want to break up our house, I won't force you if you don't want to."

An Anne Boyle didn't say anything more, turned around and went downstairs.

When he was about to leave my house, my mother hurriedly ran out and called An Anne Boyle, "Girl, let's go after lunch! I'm already doing it."

An Anne Boyle waved his hand at my mother ungratefully and said, "No, Auntie, I have something to do and have to go to the next town."

Then I echoed, "That's right, Mom, just let her go! She is a busy person."

My mother couldn't persuade her, so she had to go back to the house and bring a large bag of oranges to An Anne Boyle and said, "Girl, these are picked from our orange tree. They have not been treated with pesticides. You can eat them. They are very sweet." "

An Anne Boyle didn't want to answer it, but after taking a look at me, he took it and said, "Auntie, thank you. I'll come see you another day. There are indeed many things going on today."

My mother nodded and sent An Anne Boyle to the door again. I heard her ask An Anne Boyle in a low voice, "Girl, can our house be demolished?"

An Anne Boyle also whispered back, "Auntie, we have to go back to discuss this, don't worry."

After saying that, she got in the car and left.

In fact, I know that the demolition of my house is probably out of the question.

I feel sorry for my mother, she is both cooking and delivering oranges.

But what I didn't expect was that the news of my mother giving oranges to An Anne Boyle would soon spread in the village.

What is said is that my mother gave gifts to the developer and wanted to bribe the developer.

I was speechless when I heard these words. Giving a few oranges is just a bribe, which is really shameful.

But in the countryside, such bad things spread faster than 5G, and soon the whole village knew about it.

Thinking with your toes, you know that it was my uncle or the third lady who went out to say nonsense, and they would not like our family.

I was very angry, but I had no temper at all.

Because I'm facing the whole village, I can't possibly compete with them on my own, otherwise I'll drown in my saliva.

My mother was also very angry at home. She wanted to explain to the folks, but I stopped her.

I don't think it's necessary. The more you explain, the more others will make fun of you.

Things in the countryside are not as good as outside. It's better for me to be at home now. Others have to be wary no matter what, knowing that I have a bad temper.

But once I leave, my mother will be miserable!

But I won't sit idly by and I will pay this debt back slowly.

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At three o'clock in the afternoon, the village director called everyone to the village committee again and said that the developer still had some work that needed to be signed.

I didn't expect An Anne Boyle to come back again. I was standing on the edge at that time.

After she talked about some things, she got to the main topic, "We planned to relocate seven households in your village, but we discussed it at noon and decided to take away one quota. I also went to the site to investigate, and there is indeed no place there. Suitable for demolition.”

Everyone became anxious, especially the few families who had been selected.

I am not anxious at all, because I know that the one being eliminated is my family.

Sure enough, An Anne Boyle began to announce, "The head of the household that was eliminated from the quota is Jay Carter."

Everyone looked at me one after another, as if they were gloating about my misfortune, and were even more excited than when they learned that their home was going to be demolished.

Then An Anne Boyle said something about building a beautiful countryside, saying that the villagers needed to actively cooperate with the work, and some of the following work would be handed over to the village director to complete on his behalf.

After the meeting, An Anne Boyle left with her team without saying a word to me.

The pack of oranges my mother gave her was gone forever.

I just feel sorry for my mother who is so kind!

At this time, the villagers all started cheering, saying that someone else gave me a gift, but the developer also took away the quota. Anyway, they said some ugly words, which made me furious.

An Anne Boyle, I really remember you!

Immediately afterwards, the village director asked the villagers to stay, saying that something happened to be delayed yesterday, and everyone was here now to collect donations for the old village chief.

The whole village had great respect for the old village chief and no one left. Even some people who had not come to the meeting came.

And my reputation is not good now.

Think about it! My mother gave gifts to the developer, but the developer still did not include our family in the demolition. What a joke is this?

So those folks stayed away from me and even gossiped about me and my mother behind my back, obviously ostracizing me.

I wanted to leave, but when I thought about raising money for the old village chief, I had no choice but to endure it and stay.

I remember that when there was any big event in the village, I was always surrounded by them and they asked me to stand up and speak to everyone.

At that time, my wife was also standing beside me, holding my hand very obediently, surrounded by envious eyes.

The feeling of being in the spotlight is still vivid in my mind.

But now, not only do I have no sense of existence, but I am also ostracized by everyone as if I were a foreigner.

In terms of seniority, I am not inferior.

The old village chief is only of my father's generation, and there are really not many people here who are senior to me.

But just because I'm down and out, and because I didn't do them much good at first, now if something happens, they just want to remove me from the surname Chen.

If this group of Ungrateful relative hadn't built the road for them, would they be happy now?

I should have known a long time ago that the better you treat them, the more they will take it for granted.

When you treat them badly one day, they will think you are a sinner.

You have to experience these truths before you can understand them, but at this time, they are already heartbreaking.

When I was donating, I suddenly received a phone call. I didn't expect that the call would be from An Anne Boyle.

After I answered her call, when I knew it was her, I lost my temper and said in a cold voice, "You still have the nerve to call me!"

"Why am I so shameless?"An Anne Boyle asked calmly.

"If you have a conscience, quickly bring back the bag of oranges my mother gave you. Now my mother and I are almost being sprayed to death by the saliva of the whole village."

"Isn't it? Is it that serious?"

"It's more serious than you think."

"But these oranges are quite delicious, so there's no reason why I should give them back."

I laughed out loud, "Then what do you mean by calling me?"

"Two things,"An Anne Boyle said without any nonsense, "The first thing is that I want to cooperate with you, and the second thing is that I really don't intend to demolish your house, but I have other uses, anyway. It will cost you a penny."

An Anne Boyle's words immediately stunned me. What does this mean?

You still want to cooperate with me, for what?

After being stunned for a moment, I asked her, "Please explain clearly, I didn't understand."

"I want to cooperate with you. I want to use the plan you mentioned in my office last time. Please give me a price!"