Chen Changyuan stood there, looking at Wang Cuifen coldly.
"Go ahead and sue me if you want. A person with a clear conscience has nothing to fear. But you, for all these years, have been occupying several acres of fertile land in the village without paying a penny in rent. Isn't it time we settle that score?"
As soon as Chen Changyuan said this, the surrounding villagers were immediately in an uproar.
The fact that the Zhou family occupied the fertile farmland was no longer a secret in the village, but due to Zhou Changhe's power, everyone dared not speak out.
Now that Chen Changyuan has exposed the matter publicly, the villagers have begun to denounce the Zhou family.
Zhou Changhe and Wang Cuifen's faces turned pale and blue. They didn't expect that Chen Changyuan would expose their shortcomings in public.
"Chen Changyuan, stop slandering me! Those fields were passed down from our Zhou family ancestors. Why should we pay rent for them?"
Zhou Changhe argued speciously.
Chen Changyuan sneered, "Passed down from our ancestors? Ask everyone here, who doesn't know that those fields are public property of the village? Back then, your father was just the village accountant, but he took advantage of his position to transfer those fields to his own name. Over the years, your Zhou family has made a lot of money from those fields, right?"
Zhou Changhe was speechless after hearing what Chen Changyuan said. He didn't expect that Chen Changyuan knew everything about what happened back then.
"Chen Changyuan, don't be so proud! Even if we occupy the fertile land, that is our Zhou family's business and has nothing to do with you!"
Wang Cuifen still remained stubborn.
Chen Changyuan looked at Wang Cuifen's shrewish behavior and felt disgusted. "Wang Cuifen, you'd better pray that your son doesn't mess with me again. Otherwise, next time I won't just break his arm."
After saying that, Chen Changyuan no longer paid attention to the Zhou family and turned back to the ancestral hall.
He has more important things to do and no time to waste with these clowns.
After Zhou Changhe and Wang Cuifen left the ancestral hall in disgrace, they became more and more angry and decided to go to the village chief Wang Fugui to argue with him and ask him to take back the lease contract.
The door of Wang Fugui's house was closed and no one answered after knocking for a long time.
Zhou Changhe was furious and kicked him, cursing, "Wang Fugui, you coward, get out here!"
The door creaked open and Wang Fugui stood at the door with an unhappy look on his face, followed by two burly men.
"Zhou Changhe, what's wrong with you? You're kicking my door in broad daylight. What do you want to do?"
"Wang Fugui, stop pretending! What kind of shitty contract did you sign with that kid Chen Changyuan? Void it now! That ancestral hall belongs to our Zhou family!"
Zhou Changhe pointed at Wang Fugui's nose and cursed.
Wang Fugui sneered, "Zhou Changhe, watch your words! The lease contract is signed in black and white, with a seal. Can you just void it if you want? Who do you think you are?"
"I'm your father!"
Zhou Changhe roared angrily and raised his fist to hit Wang Fugui.
The two men behind Wang Fugui were quick-witted and quick-handed. They grabbed Zhou Changhe's arms and pressed him to the ground.
"Zhou Changhe, if you act wild again, don't blame me for being rude!"
Wang Fugui said sternly, "I've already reported the matter of the ancestral hall to the county, and they've agreed. If you cause trouble again, I'll send you to the police station!"
Zhou Changhe was pinned to the ground by two men, unable to move, and could only glare at Wang Fugui fiercely.
Seeing this, Wang Cuifen didn't care about throwing a tantrum anymore and quickly stepped forward to plead, "Village Chief, please be magnanimous and spare my son, Lao Zhou! We know we were wrong and we won't do it again!"
Wang Fugui snorted coldly, "It's good that you know you're wrong! Behave yourself from now on and stop causing trouble!"
After saying that, he waved his hand, signaling the two men to let Zhou Changhe go.
Zhou Changhe and Wang Cuifen got up in a panic and left Wang Fugui's house in shame.
At the same time, Chen Changyuan was standing in the ancestral hall, looking at a document in his hand, with a sneer on his face.
This document was issued by the county, and it clearly stated that the Zhou family's occupation of the village's fertile land had been verified, and the Zhou family was ordered to return all the fertile land within a specified period of time and pay all the overdue rent.
Chen Changyuan didn't expect that the Zhou family would be so rampant now.
Qingshui Village was originally under the jurisdiction of Wang Fugui, but now that the Zhou family has made such a fuss, people who don't know would think that Qingshui Village would be named after the Zhou family.
However, Chen Changyuan currently has no intention of dealing with the Zhou family.
Renovate the ancestral hall and make it into two offices, so that he won’t have to go back and forth looking for a place to talk with Lao Yuantou.
This requires contacting the village construction team.
Chen Changyuan turned around and went to Old Zhao's house at the east end of the village.
Lao Zhao is the construction foreman in Qingshui Village. Whenever anyone in the village wants to build a house, they basically ask him to purchase materials and build the house.
Old Zhao is a very down-to-earth person, and everyone in the village likes him very much.
However, Old Zhao didn't usually interact with Chen Changyuan. After thinking about it, Chen Changyuan decided that it would be better to go back home and take the two pounds of pork and two cans of yellow peaches he bought in the city last time to Old Zhao's house to discuss things.
Chen Changyuan carried the things home, said something to his mother Fang Suxia, and turned around to go to Lao Zhao's house.
Where is Lao Zhao?
He was tinkering with his stuff in the yard.
I looked up suddenly and saw Chen Changyuan coming with something in his hand. I was a little confused.
"Chen Changyuan, this is..."
After throwing the hammer, Lao Zhao's face was full of question marks.
"Uncle Zhao, I'm looking for your help!"
Chen Changyuan came forward with a smile and quickly offered the canned pork. "It's nothing, nothing."
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Lao Zhao is a very honest man!
At first he refused to accept it, but Chen Changyuan forced it on him, and he finally accepted it.
"Chen Changyuan, what's the matter? Just tell me! I'll help you if I can!"
Old Zhao, that’s so straightforward.
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