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Chapter 235 Pre-emptive Chen Changqing

I was happy to see Chen Jianguo so timid, and he was dissatisfied, so I pulled him: "Chen Wenshu, stop them quickly! He is so old, who can bear the responsibility after being bumped into each other?"

Chen Jianguo, whenever he encountered something, he would shout out that the militia would arrest the people. He would also yell murderously on the radio. Why are you scared today? You are not a man.

Chen Jianguo said awkwardly: "Yes, yes, yes, it's because they are all old people. It doesn't matter if I personally cause trouble. Wouldn't that cause trouble for the organization? Who can afford to pay this? Ah... Secretary Song, you are here."

When Song Qingyun saw that the scene was very chaotic, she had a headache, and didn't know what to do for a while: "Jianguo, take out your phone and take the whole process of the camera."

The geese leave traces behind, and everything is important to be evidence.

Hongshi Village is poor and bad for water. The villagers' ancestors are all bandits. The people's customs are extremely tough and very difficult to deal with.

If you turn your head and dare to refuse to admit your promise.

Therefore, every time when dealing with village affairs, Song Qingyun will take pictures and record and archive them. This is called evidence-based.

What happened today is strange. Originally, these three families were coming to dig a pond and the village committee because of their conflicts. Unexpectedly, Chen Changqing, Cheng Yaojin, broke out halfway.

In fact, Chen Changqing's wheat field is almost wasteland, and when harvested, it is estimated that it is only 100 or 200 kilograms of wheat, which is not worth a few dollars. Even if it is washed away by water today, there will be no loss as the wheat grows now. At most, it will be lodged for a few days, and a few big suns will stand up as soon as they are sunny.

But who is he? He is a famous lazy man in the village, a poor household, and a grief. When he had no food or drink, he would snatch cucumbers at the Zhangsan family, a handful of cowpeas at the Lisian family, and a stole an egg at the Wangsian family. He was old and in poor health. If you really did, he would dare to touch your porcelain.

The red envelopes Chen Changqing received when he went to Ding Fangfei's parents' house last time had been spent. Although he could go to Xiao Ding's place to have a meal, he had no money, couldn't drink tea, and could not play cards, and he couldn't get through the game, so he was very unhappy.

He was sleeping at home. When he heard that these three families were digging ponds and dams and passing through their wheat fields, he felt moved and knew that this was a good opportunity to make money, so he naturally couldn't let it go. He asked someone for ten thousand.

In this way, the two sides fought together on the embankment, and there was no village cadres.

It would be fine if Chen Jianguo didn't say this. As soon as he said this, the white-haired old man became excited and shouted at Chen Changqing: "I am 82 years old this year, and I have not had a few years of life. Don't say I didn't remind you, if you dare to hit me, I will fall to the ground."

There is a conflict between rural neighbors or farmers and villages and towns, and it is usually the elderly. These people cannot be scolded or touched.

Once you touch it, you will be responsible for the rest of your life.

"Yes, Chen Changqing, you private kid, if you dare to touch my grandfather, I will carry someone to your house and ask you to support him."

Everyone yelled again.

Chen Changqing was obviously angry by the old man and was about to hit him with a fist.

Song Qingyun saw the white-haired old man with a hint of lust in his eyes in his flash. He knew it was not good, so he hurriedly shouted: "Don't want Chen Changqing."

It was too late, and Chen Changqing's fist had hit the white-haired old man's chest, making a fluffy sound.

A big mistake has been made and things have gone viral.

But at this moment, a shocking scene happened.

The moment Chen Changqing's fist fell on his opponent's chest, it seemed as if he had hit a big spring, and he flew into the air, and then fell to the ground: "I beat people to death, I beat people to death, Secretary Song, Secretary Song, I am so old that I was beaten like this, the government wants to make the decision for me!"

When he shouted, his snot and tears flowed down, and he was really crying.

Everyone was stunned.

"This..." The white-haired old man rubbed his chest that was hit and looked at Chen Changqing with incredible eyes.

No, it was me who was beaten, but why did you, Chen Changqing, go on? Could it be that my skills of using force to fight with each other have been greatly improved?

Wait until his family yelled angrily: "Chen Changqing, you're trying to get into a carnival."

"Chen Changqing, stand up for me, you're still cheating."

When the old man realized that he was being cheated.

He was angry and angry: "Chen Changqing, you are shameless, you...I am, I am eighty-two years old, what can I beat you? You still touch me, a half-in-the-small person, you..."

Chen Changqing was still crying: "What's wrong with you at the age of 80? You are in good health. I'm in poor health. I'm lying on the hospital bed all day long. How can I withstand your injections? I'm in pain all over my body, and I must have internal injuries. Send me to the hospital quickly. I need to have an infusion. I want to have a B-ultrasound and color ultrasound for CT. Anyway, if you need to have a test, you have to check it. Secretary Song, Secretary Song, help, take me to the hospital quickly!"

I can still save it.

The old white-haired man was so angry that he couldn't stop: "You are poor, you are lazy. How old are you? You, you..."

Chen Changqing: "I am fifty-four years old this year and I am old. If I were in the city and were a heavy industrial factory workers, I could retire. Woo, woo..."

The old man was stunned. Yes, he was an old man at the age of 82. Chen Changqing was also an old man at the age of 54 this year.

As long as it is an old man, you can hit the bullet.

I really asked him to go to the hospital for a full-body examination. With his physical fitness of sleeping and lying on the body every day, I am afraid that the problem can be found anywhere. If there is only tens of thousands of yuan, they cannot be discharged from the hospital. The most terrible thing is that if they have a cold in the future, they will dare to come to trouble you.

Not only myself, but the whole family also has endless troubles.

It was obvious that I was beaten, but he just cheated me.

The old man was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Song Qingyun was so happy when he got into Chen Changqing and was playing tricks. Chen Shangding digged a pond and left such a big stall in the village. Speaking of which, the village committees also have certain responsibilities. If you occupy other people's land for so long, you have to give an explanation.

He didn't know how to deal with this today.

Chen Changqing's trouble gave him room to turn around.

So, Song Qingyun was not in a hurry and just stood aside and watched the fun with interest.

Chen Jianguo was still photographing the video. When he saw the phone in his hand, the white-haired old man looked like a move and immediately shouted: "I've photographed it. I'll tell you when I'm calling it out. Chen Changqing, don't pretend to be weird. Secretary Song, Chen Wenshu, you have to return my innocence!"

Just as Chen Jianguo was about to speak, Song Qingyun gave him a wink: "Jianguo, have you photographed what happened just now?"

Chen Jianguo agreed and shouted in surprise: "Hey, the memory is full, I didn't take it."

Song Qingyun said angrily: "Chen Jianguo, what's wrong with you? What's the occasion today? You didn't even take a photo?"

Chen Jianguo looked sad: "Secretary Song, I use a thousand yuan machine, and the memory is only 32 G, which is not as good as the secretary's phone number of more than 10,000 yuan. When my wife was fine, she took the phone and took photos. She had to take photos of the ducks for a few minutes and posted them on WeChat Moments. You said that what is the best thing for ducks to take? I'll go back and beat her. Secretary Song, it's my fault, I'll review you."

"What 250 G, I think you are only 250, you are really useless. Last time I caught the stone of Luo Po, I took two old mobile phones at home. I will pick one later." Song Qingyun took out his phone and started shooting at Chen Changqing on the ground: "Let me take a picture!"

"What's the use of shooting now?" The old white-haired man was so angry that he was trembling all over. Now he did the filming, wouldn't he betray Chen Changqing to the ground? This is the real ironclad evidence: "Dog official, dog official!"

Song Qingyun pulled the ball, but Chen Changqing on the ground couldn't hear it.

He jumped again and hugged the white-haired old man's legs, and kept smearing his nose and tears on his trousers: "I feel so painful, my heart hurts, I am internally injured, I can't live anymore. More than a dozen people hit me, wuwu... I have met a village tyrant, evil forces!"

"Your heartache, my heart hurts." The old white-haired man finally couldn't hold on and sat down weakly.

But in this way, Chen Changqing still held his legs and kept twisting them together like a conjoined baby.

Seeing that the old man was so embarrassed by Chen Changqing, the village committee cadres had a biased attitude. The three families knew that they were amazing and dared not speak anymore.

They all looked angry and helpless.

Seeing that he successfully controlled the situation, Song Qingyun then put away his cell phone and coughed: "Okay, everyone can make trouble, have you calmed down now?"

At this time, a middle-aged woman from the group of people who came to dig the water came out: "Song Qingyun, what do you mean? You have made it clear. It is not that easy to cheat my father-in-law. I don't believe in the unreasonable places in the world? I want to find the mayor. If the mayor cares about me, I will go to the county magistrate."

Hongshi Village is the head of the wife. Seeing that the woman looks very fierce, Song Qingyun knew in her heart that she was the behind-the-scenes planner for digging the dam this time. She smiled and said, "You look for the street director or even the mayor to sue me. I don't care. To put it bluntly, I was sent to Hongshi Village by my hair and couldn't even go home during the Spring Festival. What can I do if my superiors really want to deal with me? At worst, I can transfer me back to the unit. By that time, I will still be out of the sea of ​​suffering. Isn't he good from nine to five weeks? Who would like to stay in the valley?"

The woman was stunned and said angrily: "Do you still have wine in the morning and dance at night?"

Song Qingyun: "The problem cannot be solved. Since I am here today, it will naturally satisfy you. If you are willing to listen, don't argue, otherwise I will turn around and leave and ignore it."

Women: "How to solve it? The land you occupied must either return the water to us or pay the money."

"How to pay for money?"

The woman was inspired: "It is done according to the transfer of land, with one thousand kilograms of millet per acre per year. It is converted into money and will be compensated 1,400 yuan per acre per year, and no arrears are allowed."

This is the real purpose of their repeated quarrels between the village committees, which is to ask for money, but as for reclaiming farming, they have no interest.

Song Qingyun burst into laughter: "The yield per mu is 1,000 kilograms. Your land and grass are not growing. The yield per mu is 10 kilograms is a scientific miracle. Besides, the village committees are so poor that they have money to give you?"

Women: "Fuck, the village committees have no money, can they install so many street lights without money?"
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