Chapter 1439: Rural Absurd Past Events Chapter 1439: Contacting He Dazhu

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

Wang Dashan's words made Wang Xiaohua feel somewhat uncomfortable inside.

It sounded as if he, Wang Xiaohua, being an official, ought to pull strings for his own brothers.

And in fact, in Wang Dashan's way of thinking, he simply felt that Wang Xiaohua's official post, no matter how big or small, had to be of some use to his own family.

If holding this office was of no use at all to his own family, what meaning was there in being an official?

"Big Brother, I want to tell you something."

Wang Xiaohua originally didn't want to say anything, but in the end he still said it.

Wang Dashan was stunned, feeling it was rather inexplicable:

"What is it?"

Wang Xiaohua looked at him and said in a very serious tone:

"I am a civil servant; no matter the size of my position, it is not to use the back door for the people of this family, but to serve the ordinary people well."

Wang Dashan heard this and couldn't help but laugh out loud:

"Have you read yourself stupid? I'm just asking you to help contact someone from the Changjiang Village Committee—do you have to make such a big deal out of it?"

Wang Xiaohua said instead:

"This isn't a matter of making a big deal out of nothing, but rather certain things must be made clear first, to avoid any misunderstanding later. Things within the law, I'll help if I can; things outside the law, I definitely won't do. This time you asked me to contact someone from the Changjiang Village Committee, I will definitely do it, because this isn't a big deal. But I know what you're thinking in your heart, so I have to give you a preventive shot first."

Wang Dashan's face was full of speechlessness, and he said impatiently:

"I don't know what you're jabbering about at all—just hurry up and contact the people from the Changjiang Village Committee!"

Wang Xiaohua took out his mobile phone and called Village Chief Guo Dafu:

"Village Chief Guo, I'll go to the Village Committee Office in a moment. Can you give me the key?"

Guo Dafu said with a laugh:

"Fine, no problem. When you arrive, tell me and I'll come open the door for you!"

Wang Xiaohua thanked him:

"Okay, thank you!"

Then he hung up the phone and said to Wang Dashan:

"Let's go, we'll go over now."

Wang Dashan was extremely depressed:

"I'm the big brother, and I still need you to educate me! Really!"

But talk is talk, and in the end they still went together.

After all, in Wang Dashan's view, grave relocation was a matter greater than heaven, and as the big brother, he couldn't be too petty toward a younger brother like Wang Xiaohua.

Wang Xiaohua didn't refute anything.

Because everything he should say had already been said.

However, the mismatch in their worldviews had already begun to show at this time.

One was uneducated and straightforward in doing things; the other had too high a cognition and considered too much before doing things. These were originally two extremes, and to be honest, it really wasn't easy to make them compatible.

The three brothers went together to Changjiang Village Committee, riding in Wang Erhai's car.

Arriving there, they saw Guo Dafu.

Wang Xiaohua explained the reason to Guo Dafu, and shortly after Guo Dafu found a worn notebook, on which were recorded the contact information of the heads of every household in Shanggou Village.

The head of He Dazhu's household was He Dazhu himself, but this contact information was left by He Dazhu ten years ago, and no one knew whether he had changed his phone number now.

Wang Xiaohua wrote down He Dazhu's phone number, thanked Guo Dafu, and then left the village committee together with Wang Dashan and Wang Erhai.

The three got into the car.

Wang Dashan said to Wang Xiaohua:

"Send me He Dazhu's phone number, and I'll communicate with He Dazhu."

Wang Xiaohua had no objection to this and only said one word:

"Okay."

Immediately he sent He Dazhu's phone number to Wang Dashan on WeChat.

Although Wang Xiaohua knew that, with Wang Dashan's kind of personality, letting him handle this matter would almost certainly mess it up.

Because He Dazhu and their Wang family originally had grudges and conflicts, and He Dazhu definitely wouldn't easily agree to move his father's grave.

But if it was messed up, it was messed up; messing it up was even better, because then they wouldn't have to spend money to buy the land of He Dazhu's ancestral grave.

As for feng shui and such, Wang Xiaohua didn't care at all.

He also didn't want to have a dispute with Wang Dashan; Wang Dashan was the big brother, and he had to give him this face.

Instead, Wang Erhai at this time actively stopped Wang Dashan:

"Big Brother, let me handle this matter. I'm afraid that with your straightforward personality, you'll start arguing with He Dazhu after saying just a couple of sentences."

Wang Erhai didn't want this matter to be messed up. He was different from Wang Xiaohua; he very much believed in feng shui, so he attached great importance to this grave relocation.

Wang Dashan, hearing Wang Erhai say this about him, immediately became somewhat unhappy:

"Who are you looking down on? Even if I say so myself, back then I was the one who single-handedly propped up the entire Shanhai Real Estate. How could I possibly fail at such a small matter?"

Then he dialed He Dazhu's phone number, and said to Wang Erhai and Wang Xiaohua:

"You two watch closely, and see how easily I take down He Dazhu."

The phone rang for a while, and He Dazhu answered it.

"Hello, who is this?"

He Dazhu hadn't changed his phone number in over ten years.

"He Dazhu, it's me, Wang Dashan."

Wang Dashan addressed He Dazhu by his full name directly.

With this opening, he adopted a condescending attitude, giving He Dazhu not a shred of the respect he deserved.

This made Wang Xiaohua cry-laugh listening to it.

Wang Erhai, on the other hand, let out a long sigh, then shook his head repeatedly.

"Wang Dashan, what do you want with me?"

He Dazhu immediately became vigilant, because he knew that someone who hadn't contacted him in years suddenly reaching out definitely meant no good.

Not to mention, Wang Dashan couldn't even count as his friend.

Back then, he and Wang Dashan's parents had parted on very bad terms.

Wang Dashan said:

"Actually it's nothing major, just seeing that you haven't returned to Shanggou Village for Spring Festival these past few years, wondering if you're not doing too well, whether you need money — if you do, I can perhaps help you turn over some."

Wang Dashan thought that by saying this, he was actively showing sincerity.

But he didn't consider that these words, falling into He Dazhu's ears, had completely changed flavor.

"How I'm doing is none of your damn business, mind your own self!"

He Dazhu coldly retorted with this sentence.

These past few years he indeed hadn't been doing as well as before.

The main reason was that he and his wife divorced, the cause being the child wasn't his, yet his wife sued to split half his assets.

Additionally, his business wasn't as smooth as before; he ran a physical business, and these years e-commerce impact had caused turnover to drop sixty to seventy percent, leaving him in a half-dead state.

Worrying with a gloomy face every day, naturally he was too embarrassed to even go home for Spring Festival.

After all, having once been glorious, returning to Shanggou Village now in a down-and-out state would only get him mocked by others.

"He Dazhu, don't get excited, I'm here with sincerity to find you. If you're truly doing badly, I suggest you relocate the ancestral grave, change the feng shui — maybe there'll be a turn for the better."

Hearing this, He Dazhu couldn't help but freeze.

Still, one must admit, what Wang Dashan said actually had several points of reason.

Previously he'd been busy with business matters, and hadn't thought of this point.

But immediately after, he grew curious and puzzled:

"How come you suddenly come to remind me of this matter?"

He didn't believe for a moment that Wang Dashan was acting out of pure kindness.