Chapter 864

Su Xinghui said straight to the point: "Uncle Wan, I am here for the matter of your house."

Wan Furong changed his face and said: "I said what are you here for, you are still eyeing our house. This is a matter of Chengguan Town, what does it have to do with you, a mayor of Pengjiawan Town?"

Su Xinghui smiled: "Uncle Wan, you don't have to worry about my identity, as long as I can solve the problem for you, isn't that enough?"

Wan Furong then restrained his temper and said: "Then how do you solve the problem? Is the county government ready to agree to my conditions? My conditions are a 90-square-meter house, or two 50-square-meter houses, plus 30,000 yuan. If you can agree to this condition, I will move out immediately."

Su Xinghui thought to himself, this is really asking for a lion's share. Even if it is a 90-square-meter house plus 30,000 yuan, it must be more than 50,000. If their family takes so much money, they can completely buy another house, and still have some left, then their family's housing will all be solved. This Wan Furong really has a good plan.

Su Xinghui shook his head and said: "The county government cannot agree to your conditions. If your family is agreed, so many families have to follow this condition, wouldn't it be several million? How can the county government take out so much money?"

Wan Furong stared and said: "Can't agree? If you can't agree, what are you here for? You go!"

Su Xinghui said: "Uncle Wan, we have to reason about everything, right? Is this house yours? This house belongs to the Hou family, okay? You drove people out at the beginning, which was already a big mistake. It's unreasonable. You have lived for decades and haven't paid a penny of rent. Now the county government lets you live in public rental housing, letting bygones be bygones. You actually don't agree to such good conditions?"

Wan Furong said loudly: "What public rental housing? Isn't that still a public house? It's not our own. We have to pay rent for living, and we have to worry about being driven out by the public one day. That's not as good as living here. I don't care if this house is Hou's or Ma's. I only know that our Wan family has lived here for thirty years, so this is Wan's!"

As soon as Wan Furong raised his voice, he heard a child crying in the inner room. An old woman's voice rang out from the inner room: "Old Wan, who are you talking to? So loud, the child was scared. Can you keep your voice down? It's so early to come and make noise."

Wan Furong said to Su Xinghui: "You go, don't scare my grandson."

Su Xinghui said: "Uncle Wan, listen to me for a few more words. If you think what I said is unreasonable, it's not too late to drive me away. We don't talk about big principles, just talk about your family's living conditions. Your family of eight, right? All squeezed into these small rooms, are you comfortable living? Look, our talking is disturbing the child. If you are willing, you can move to a spacious house immediately. The rent is only a few yuan a month. If you want to buy, the county government also has subsidies."

Wan Furong waved his hand: "Don't tell me these useless things, I just have that condition, I won't move if I don't agree."

The voices of the two alarmed the neighbors in the courtyard, and they all surrounded the Wan family's door, listening to the two talking.

A young man walked in yawning: "What are you arguing about? My sleep was disturbed. What's the matter? Is it about the house again?"

Su Xinghui saw that this young man looked quite like Wan Furong, both short and skinny. He knew that this should be Wan Furong's son.

Wan Furong said: "Xinguo, your son was scared to cry, let your wife hold him away."

It turned out that this was Wan Furong's younger son, Wan Xinguo. He shouted to a shed outside the door: "Xiuzhen, come and hold Xiaowu away, it's too noisy here."

A young woman came out of that shed in response, timidly went to the inner room, and held out a two or three-year-old child.

Wan Xinguo said to Su Xinghui: "Who are you? From the county government? Are you here to talk about the house? Have you agreed to our family's conditions?"

Wan Furong said: "Didn't agree, just reasoning with me."

Wan Xinguo said: "If you don't agree to the conditions, what are you talking about? You go."

Su Xinghui said: "Everything still has to be reasoned, right? This house belongs to the Hou family after all. You have lived for so many years and have already taken advantage. If you take advantage without enough, it may not be a good thing."

Wan Furong said: "I don't understand these. No matter how you say it, I won't return this house. I have lived for thirty years. You say let me move out and I move out? Where is such a cheap thing? Anyway, I won't move if I don't agree to my conditions. Everyone, tell me, is that right?"

Wan Furong's words were irrelevant, but they were extremely inflammatory in the ears of these people who had no culture. At that time, those neighbors who were watching nodded, and there was a whisper.

Wan Furong seemed to have returned to that period of turmoil. At that time, he was so majestic, wearing a military uniform, high-spirited, although the military uniform had no collar badges and the military cap had no cap badges, it was enough to be imposing.

Wan Furong was originally an ordinary worker in the steel pipe factory and had no status in the factory. It was that era of turmoil that gave him such an opportunity to show off, and he even became the deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee of the steel pipe factory. He had lived a good life for more than ten years.

Unfortunately, the period of turmoil ended, Wan Furong was beaten back to his original form, and later he was even beaten into three types of people. Even the party membership he joined during the period of turmoil was expelled. How he missed that period.

Today, he incited like this, and the neighbors became restless. He found the feeling of being responded to by everyone at the beginning. He stood up with his chest and belly, looking at Su Xinghui triumphantly.

Su Xinghui said: "This world is of course still the world of the Communist Party, but Uncle Wan, what you just said is wrong. The period of turmoil has ended, and those unjust, false, and wrong cases have been redressed. You can't always live in that era, right? Now the country's policy is to focus on economic construction, to establish a united front, and the Hou family also belongs to the object of unity. They are no longer class enemies. Their courtyard belongs to their legal property and should be returned to them!"

Wan Furong said: "I don't care about these. No matter what you say, I won't return this house. I have lived for thirty years. You say let me move out and I move out? Where is such a cheap thing? Anyway, I won't move if I don't agree to my conditions. Everyone, tell me, is that right?"

The onlookers nodded and agreed: "Yes, agree to our conditions, don't move if you don't agree."

Su Xinghui said: "Then you are not afraid that the Hou family will sue you? You say this house is yours, do you have a property deed? If the Hou family really sues you, I am afraid you will be in trouble by then. Not only will you not be able to live in public rental housing, but you will also have to compensate for the rent for so many years, and the losses of the Hou family."

The onlookers looked at each other. Will the Hou family sue them? If the Hou family really sues them, then maybe they will really lose everything. In fact, this is what they are most worried about. After all, they are just ordinary people, and they are not unreasonable, but now they are greedy, and they also have fear!