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"They are the only family left on Dongjie. If it doesn't work, we can relax the policy a little and give them more money." Song Boyu said.

"It's useless." Fatty Li shook his head. "These three old men don't talk to our people at all now. I went there once in person and they were all kicked out."

Fatty Li was helpless.

Before, he would have arrested these three old men and beaten them up.

Don’t agree with the demolition?

Then press your head and force you to agree!

But now, Lin Bufan has explicitly prohibited violent demolitions, so Fatty Li naturally does not dare to do so.

"They don't want to move, so they have to make some demands, right? Come with me later to see these old men." The old streets in the city are old and out of shape. In Song Boyu's opinion, no one would want to live there. A small and old place.

If you don't want to move out, you probably just want more money.

Fatty Li drove Song Boyu to the old street.

"Here we are, this is it." The two of them arrived at the door of a courtyard.

"Go in later, have a good attitude and don't play social tricks." Song Boyu reminded Fatty Li, then raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Who?!" An old question came from the yard.

Although the voice is old, it is as loud as a bell.

"Old man, I'm in charge of the demolition. Could you please open the door for me and let's talk about the demolition?" Song Boyu said politely.

"Are you done yet?!"

"It would be unreasonable not to move!"

"That's right! If you have the ability, just kill us old guys! Otherwise, don't even think about demolishing this!"

In the yard, more than one old man's voice came out.

"Look, let me tell you, these old stubborns are so easy to talk and discuss, but it won't work at all!" Fatty Li said in a low voice, feeling a little unhappy.

Song Boyu paused and said, "Old gentlemen, please open the door first. If you have any demands, we can discuss them face to face."

The courtyard was silent for almost two or three minutes. Just when Song Boyu was about to raise his hand and knock on the door again, the courtyard door slowly opened, and an old man with white hair and a long beard, leaning on a cane, appeared. in front of the two of them.

The old man glanced at Song Boyu and Fatty Li: "Come in."

Song Boyu and Fatty Li followed the old man into the yard.

As Fatty Li said, there are three old people living in this family. The other two are sitting in the yard playing chess at the moment. One of them has lost his legs and is sitting in a wheelchair wearing reading glasses. The other two are sitting in the yard playing chess. One ear is missing and one eye seems to be blind. Now I am holding a magnifying glass and looking at the chessboard, thinking about the next move.

"Three old people, our renovation project is a good thing for the benefit of the people. Everyone supports the demolition and renovation. You are the only three people in the whole street who don't agree. I came here today to think..." Song Boyu planned to get straight to the point.

Ask these three old people what they want.

However, he was only halfway through what he said when the one-eyed old man interrupted him: "Hey, I'm so annoyed!"

"Don't you see I'm playing chess here?"

"Watching chess without speaking is a real gentleman!"

"Wait until I finish, and then you can do it again!"

Song Boyu frowned slightly when he heard this.

Although he was a little dissatisfied, he still endured it.

The one-eyed old man thought about it for a long time, but he didn't seem to have decided on how to go.

The old man who lost his legs and played chess with him smiled and said, "I asked you, can you do it?"

"In the counterattack back then, if you had delayed it like this, we would have been surrounded and suppressed by the motherfucker!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" The one-eyed old man said dissatisfiedly: "Back then, I led an infantry company and blocked a reinforced enemy regiment, but you guys were still in the mountains and didn't dare to come out!"

"Fuck you!" When the legless old man heard this, he almost overturned the chessboard. "I was helping you attract the main force. Otherwise, with your hundred or so people, all the bones would have been chewed long ago. There’s nothing left!”

……

The two were bickering and playing chess.

The old man on crutches sat aside and watched without saying a word.

Song Boyu and Fatty Li stood in the yard waiting for a long time.

Fatty Li was impatient and wanted to get angry several times, but Song Boyu glared back.

"General!"

"Haha, old guy, you lost!"

The old man without legs finally won the chess game.

"Stop playing! Stop playing!"

The one-eyed old man messed up the chessboard with some dissatisfaction.

Then he looked at Song Boyu and Fatty Li and said, "It's all your fault, I lost the chess game!"

"It's no wonder you lost chess..." Fatty Li couldn't help but get angry, but Song Boyu held his shoulders down.

"When playing chess, there are always winners and losers."

"Old man, you are a superb chess player. This time you were defeated because of our troubles. Please forgive me."

Song Boyu said politely.

"Well, this is like a human saying, better than this fat guy!" The one-eyed old man nodded. "Tell me, what do you mean by coming here today?"

Song Boyu said: "Everyone in our street has signed a demolition contract and received compensation. You are the only three who are missing. I came here today to find out what is the reason why we are not willing to sign?" "

"I heard from my neighbors that you are going to build a Fusang Style Street this time with the demolition?" the one-eyed old man looked at Song Boyu.

Although he only has one eye, his eyes are very sharp.

"Yes, when the time comes, this street and West Street will be merged together to form a modern commercial street..."

"Bah!" Before Song Boyu could finish his words, the one-eyed old man spat directly at him.

If Song Boyu hadn't reacted quickly and dodged, the spit would have been spit directly on his face.

"You sons of bitches, you can't do anything wrong, but you do this kind of heartless thing!"

"I spent my life and blood to drive the Japanese out of China, but you are still trying to bring them back!"

As the one-eyed old man said, he stood up and ran towards Song Boyu angrily.

"Hey! Old man, what do you want to do?!"

"I advise you not to mess around!"

"Have you seen my big hands like cattail leaf fans?!"

"If I accidentally slap you, you'll be dead!"

Fatty Li stepped forward in two steps and stopped the one-eyed old man.

"Little bastard, when your great-grandfather and I were serving the country, your grandfather was still playing with pissy mud!" The one-eyed old man curled his lips and slapped Fatty Li on the head.

boom!

This slap was like hitting a watermelon, making a crisp sound.

Fatty Li suddenly felt a little dizzy and almost lost his balance.

The one-eyed old man grabbed his collar and directly lifted Fatty Li up.

After Fatty Li was lifted up, he suddenly felt difficulty breathing with his feet dangling in the air, and struggled violently...