The question Ma Wencai asked made Long Ziyou and Meng Hu prick up their ears curiously. The dark-faced driver hesitated for a while. In the end, maybe for the sake of a hundred yuan, he looked around and saw nearby
When no one was around, he leaned towards the car window and lowered his voice: "I'm telling you, don't tell others that I said it..."
Seeing Ma Wencai and the others nodding, the dark-faced motorcycle driver continued: "That's right, I heard from a friend in Mengjia Village that someone in his village dug out a piece of 'sacred wood' in the river bed behind the village. It is said to be worth a lot of money."
Four to five million, but the town officials said that the things dug out of the river bed belonged to the state. Of course the people in Mengjia Village quit, and a dispute broke out. I am not afraid to tell you again. Our town officials are afraid of this.
The media reported the incident and made a big fuss, so we were told to pay attention to whether any reporters came to our Shimen Town and report to them immediately if there were any."
After saying that, the black-faced motorcycle driver left in a hurry, but his words caused great confusion to Meng Hu, who did not understand the national conditions. He was very puzzled and said: "Ziyou, fat man, this man dug it out of the ground."
Don’t the things that come out belong to individuals? How can the officials of Shimen Town do this?”
Long Ziyou and Ma Wencai looked at each other and smiled bitterly, "Brother Hu, the laws and national conditions here are different from those in the United States. Unowned objects or unknown objects or treasures buried underground are all owned by the state. Our country
This is the practice, and the law also has provisions in this regard.”
"Is this okay?!" Meng Hu opened his mouth and couldn't close it for a long time, looking dumbfounded.
"Although there is controversy in the legal community now, there is nothing we can do about it. The national situation is like this." Ma Wencai nodded.
"Oh," Meng Hu could only nodded in understanding when he thought that the system here was different from that in the United States. "Yes, what do you think the so-called 'sacred tree' could be?"
"I think it should be ebony, but I can't think of any other wood that is so valuable." Long Ziyou pondered for a while and said.
"I also think it should be ebony." Ma Wencai agreed as he started the car again.
"Ebony?! This thing is very valuable in the United States. It would be great if we could get it to sell in the United States." Meng Hu's eyes immediately lit up.
"Haha, this is not easy. After the ownership of this piece of ebony is determined, you can just ask them to buy it." Ma Wencai said with a relaxed look.
"Brother Ma, I'm not as optimistic as you. It's not easy to get something like this, a national treasure, to be sold abroad. And even if you succeed, you will be called a traitor." Long Ziyou.
His opinions are different from those of Ma Wencai.
"Forget it, I'm just talking casually, I don't lack this little money." Meng Hu's idea of making a fool of himself became much less intense when he heard that things were not easy, but sometimes he couldn't control the development of things.
Before long, he had to stand up for the piece of ebony.
During the conversation, Mengjia Village was right in front of them. As the dark-faced driver said, Long Ziyou and the other three saw a police car parked on the roadside at the entrance of the village. There were several uniformed policemen and policemen beside the police car.
There were several men in casual clothes. They estimated that the few men in casual clothes should be staff of the Shimen Town Government.
Two off-road vehicles with foreign license plates quickly attracted the attention of the police and government staff beside the police car. The car was still more than 20 meters away, and two of the policemen signaled Ma Wencai in front of them to stop.
"Comrade police, what's the matter?" Ma Wencai stopped the car and put down the window glass and asked.
"Who are you and what are you doing in Mengjia Village? If nothing happens, please leave. A big event has happened in Mengjia Village. People from this village are not allowed to enter for the time being." Seeing that Ma Wencai and the other three were very impressive, they didn't look like ordinary people.
The car was from the provincial capital, not an ordinary car. The policeman who stopped the car saluted first, but his attitude was not too harsh or harsh.
"Haha, that's just right. My friend's surname is Meng and he is from Mengjia Village. Can we go in then?" Ma Wencai pointed to Meng Hu who was sitting in the passenger seat.
"Impossible, I am a cadre of Bao Village in Mengjia Village. I know all the young people in Mengjia Village. There is no such number one person." A man in his thirties who looked like a cadre in casual clothes behind the police immediately retorted.
Come on, Ma Wencai and the other three should be reporters who want to sneak into the village to interview.
"Brother, can you guarantee that you know everyone in Mengjia Village? Including people who have been away from home for many years?" Ma Wencai asked with a smile, the anger in his eyes that were about to narrow to a slit flashed away, and then they were full of joking.
If he hadn't been afraid of having a bad impact on Long Ziyou, he would have driven past him. He, Ma Yanei, had never been cross-examined and questioned like this before.
"This..." The man who claimed to be a village cadre was suddenly speechless.
"Sir, you said your friend is from Mengjia Village. Do you have any evidence?" The policeman who just asked the question asked because the policeman was still smart.
"Isn't it easy to get evidence? You took the Mengjia Village..." Ma Wencai couldn't remember for a moment, so he turned to Meng Hu and asked: "Yes, Ah Hu, what is your uncle's name?"
"Meng Jishui, but I haven't contacted him for many years. I don't know if he is still alive." Meng Hu replied a little uneasily.
"Yes, you call old Meng Jishui here. He can prove that my friend is from Mengjia Village." Ma Wencai continued to say to the policeman by the car window.
"Director Li, is there an old man named Meng Jishui in Mengjia Village?" The policeman who asked the question before turned to the man who claimed to be a village cadre.
The man called Director Li is called Li Tong, who is the deputy director of the Family Planning Office of Shimen Town. Because he is a cadre of Bao Village in Mengjia Village, he was also called by the town leaders to guard the village entrance this time. The leader who spoke to Li Tong
The policeman's name is Huang Weiming, a police sergeant.
Li Tong often used the excuse of going to the countryside to play mahjong in Mengjia Village. He was very familiar with the situation in the village. Naturally, he also knew the few old people in the village. Moreover, he was very familiar with the old man Meng Jishui, because Meng Jishui was the old village chief and the leader in the village.
The prestige is very high.
"Yes." Li Tong nodded, "He is the old village chief of Mengjia Village. I will go find him right now."
After speaking, Li Tong hurriedly ran to the village. The reason why he was so active was because he had never heard that Meng Jishui had any brothers, let alone that he had any grandnephews, so he wanted to find Meng Jishui to expose Ma Wencai's lies.
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As both members of the system, Long Ziyou had some reservations about the Shimen Town leaders' move to fight for the ownership of Ebony, but it was understandable. However, he was extremely disgusted with this kind of card-setting behavior, but because they were both members of the system, and he
He is not an official of Qingshuihe City, let alone the direct leader of Shimen Town, so even if he has opinions in his heart, it is not convenient to say anything, let alone come forward and do something, otherwise when his identity is exposed, he will be accused of being a dog trying to catch a mouse.
-have a finger in the pie.
In about five minutes, Li Tong came back with an old man in his seventies with a straight back and flexible legs and feet. After seeing clearly the old man's appearance, which was very similar to his grandfather, Meng Hu had a look of excitement on his face and immediately
He got out of the car. Seeing this, Long Ziyou and Ma Wencai also got out of the car.
"Old village chief, this young man said he is your grand-nephew," Li Tong pointed at Meng Hu who had just got out of the car and walked forward, "so I brought you here to have a look."
Old Meng Jishui looked Meng Hu up and down and felt that he was somewhat similar to when he was young, but he was sure that he had no nephews or grandnephews, because his only brother was 16 years old, one year before liberation.
He went to the United States to make a living, but there was no news after that. He must have gone downstairs to meet the first president of the United States, Washington.
"Young man, are you mistaken? I don't have any nephews or grandnephews." Meng Jishui shook his head.
Hearing what the old man Meng Jishui said, Li Tong immediately had a look of pride on his face. Before Meng Hu could say anything, he immediately said in a weird voice: "Officer Huang, did you hear that? These people are all liars. Did you put them in the house?"
Take it back to the police station to investigate?"
"Shut up, I don't think you are dumb if you don't speak!" Ma Wencai finally couldn't help the anger in his heart, pointed at Li Tong's nose and cursed.
Li Tong's face changed, and his anger went straight to his head. He pointed at Ma Wen and cursed: "Damn fat man, keep your mouth clean!"
"If you keep chirping, believe it or not, I will slap you!" Ma Wencai also got angry.
Huang Weiming immediately stepped forward, preparing to stop the conflict between the two, but Long Ziyou, who was behind Ma Wencai, spoke first: "Forget it, Brother Ma, why bother getting angry with such a person? Lower your status and wait for Brother Hu to sort things out.
Just make it clear."
When Ma Wencai got angry, there were only a few people who could control his anger. Long Ziyou was one of them. After hearing what Long Ziyou said, he snorted angrily and said, "If it weren't for the sake of my brother,
To save face, I’ll give you some colors today for you to see!”
"Hmph, I'll wait." Li Tong said in disbelief. He felt that he was a local snake, even if he was afraid of Ma Wencai, a foreigner from the provincial capital.
Meng Hu may be afraid that Ma Wencai will conflict with Li Tong again, so he quickly asked Meng Jishui anxiously: "Excuse me, are you Meng Jishui from Mengjia Village, that is, my uncle?"
"I am Meng Jishui, but I am not your uncle." Meng Jishui nodded first and then shook his head.
"You are the only one in Mengjia Village who always calls you Meng Jishui?" Meng Hu asked again. Long Zi looked at it and became anxious for him. Why not just tell him about your grandfather?
"Yes, my name is Meng Jishui in Mengjia Village." Meng Jishui nodded again.
"That's right, you are my uncle! You are 75 years old this year. You have an older brother named Meng Jisheng, who lost contact after he went to the United States when he was 16 years old. And I am your brother Meng Jisheng's grandson.
You always ask, are you my uncle?" Meng Hu finally told the truth.
When Meng Hu mentioned his brother Meng Jisheng, Meng Jishui's face was already filled with excitement. After Meng Hu finished speaking, his eyes were already red and wet.
Sorry, something happened, today's update is a bit late. I hope everyone has a happy weekend.