Chapter 20: Dreamlike
In the living room of Zhong Xiong's house, Zhong Xiong walked back and forth proudly beside Yang Fangqin, looking at me, I guess I was more foresighted.
Yang Fangqin was also happy. Her house was going to be demolished, so she added two floors and could get a lot more compensation.
Seeing the money, Yang Fangqin also praised Zhong Xiong: "My husband has a long-term vision."
"Of course not. From now on, you have to listen to me on these important matters at home. I will definitely be right."
Yang Fangqin glared: "Hmm~?"
"You don't have to listen to me for everything. You have to listen to me when it comes to making money. Of course, we also have to discuss it with each other." Seeing that his wife's eyes were not right, Zhong Xiong quickly changed his words.
"That's more like it."
"Hey, why hasn't the second brother come back yet?" Zhong Xiong changed the subject, "I've been on the phone for quite a while."
"I'm just coming back from the city. It takes so long to get there by car." Yang Fangqin took a sip of water and said this.
The news of the demolition came so suddenly that her heart was beating fast and it felt a little unreal.
Zhong Hui did the same. As soon as she ran back, she quickly poured herself a large glass of water and drank it. It was so unreal.
"Sister-in-law, I feel dizzy."
"Me too. Come on, Hui, pinch me. I'm not dreaming, am I?" Yang Fangqin patted her face.
Zhong Hui also patted her face. She felt nothing and did not pinch Yang Fangqin. Instead, she pinched her thigh hard with her hand: "Hiss, it hurts."
"Sister-in-law, I'm not dreaming." Zhong Hui said in surprise.
Yang Fangqin followed suit and pinched herself hard, almost crying from the pain: "We are not dreaming, this is real, really."
"Brother, I am not dreaming, I am still dizzy after the whole journey back." Speaking of dreams, Zhong Qin had the same thought when he came back.
"Sister-in-law, Hui, why does this feel so unreal?" Song Yuting shouted while laughing.
"Alright, alright, it's real. The official documents have come down. Second brother, you're back just in time. Come and take a look at the documents. Let's study them carefully and figure out how to get the most compensation." Zhong Xiong was helpless. At this time, he was the most stable one.
"Hey." Zhong Qin hurriedly sat over, took the demolition plan from his elder brother's hand, took off his glasses, wiped them again and again, and then began to read.
"According to the demolition plan, since this is a planned industrial park, compensation will mostly be in the form of cash. For example, bungalows or thatched houses will receive 1,900 yuan per square meter, brick houses will receive 2,400 yuan, and buildings (two stories and above) will receive 3,300 yuan per square meter... Ground attachments will also be compensated at an equivalent value, and each household will receive 20,000 yuan in resettlement fees."
As soon as Zhong Qin finished reading, everyone had an idea in their minds.
Zhong Hui calculated in her mind, her house is big, 406 square meters, 3,300 yuan per square meter, and it has six floors. How much does it cost?
Oh my god, so many? Zhong Hui felt dizzy again.
Zhong Xiong and Yang Fangqin looked at each other and thought that their family was going to be rich. Although their house was not as big as Zhong Hui's, it was still more than 300 square meters.
After hearing the content of the plan, Song Yuting became anxious: "Zhong Qin, our family owns a homestead. Is there any compensation plan for the homestead?"
Zhong Qin was also anxious, but he managed to remain calm: "Let me take a look, let me take a look."
"Well, I found it. Our homestead will be compensated according to the compensation standard for a bungalow."
"Compensation is based on the size of a bungalow. One square meter is 1,900 yuan. How many square meters is our homestead?"
"Three hundred and twenty square meters." Even the calmest person like Zhong Qin began to lose his composure.
The couple went to work in the city early, and they did not get any land in their hometown, but their parents' generation still left them a homestead, which was all thanks to their parents.
The compensation of 1,900 yuan was not a small amount, and the couple was so happy that they couldn't stop smiling.
While he was happy, he also felt a little regretful. When his younger sister was renovating the house, his older brother called and persuaded him to join in the repairs, but he didn't take it seriously. If he had joined in the repairs, he could have received almost double the compensation.
They have regrets, but not much. It's the timing and the fate. In this life, they can experience such a demolition and gain so much. They are already content.
"With this money, our Xinxin won't have to worry about studying abroad in the future." Song Yuting was so excited that she didn't know what to say.
"Yes." They have only one daughter, Zhong Xin, so naturally they plan for her wholeheartedly.
"Aren't there any houses distributed in this demolition?" After everyone calmed down a little, they thought of another question.
If this house is demolished, where will they live?
"Yes, but each household is allocated one resettlement house based on the number of people. The resettlement houses are in Xinhe Community, which is a bit remote." Zhong Qin said.
"That's good, that's good." Zhong Hui felt relieved.
"The supporting facilities in the resettlement community are not very good. Now that we have money, brother Hui, I tell you, we still have to buy a house in the city. If we buy a house in the city, Zhong Xu and Lin Lin can go to the city primary school. This concerns the children's future, so we can't be careless."
"We are not familiar with the city. Second brother, can you tell us which communities in the city are better?" Zhong Hui was quite interested in this.
"In the city, Wangting, Jinxiuyuan, Bixi... these communities are all good, with new houses, and they're close to schools and hospitals."
"Yes, they are all good communities. Jinxiuyuan is cheaper, about 1,800 yuan per square meter. Bixi is the most expensive, almost 3,000 yuan. However, the house types are good and the greening inside is very well done." Song Yuting also said.
"Then we'll all go and have a look then."
"Okay, let's go together."
…
Unlike Xiatuan Village and the Zhong family, which were all in high spirits, the entire Shangtuan Village could be described as gloomy.
The branch secretary Wang Hengjun was standing at the intersection, looking in the direction of Xiatuan Village, with a lit cigarette in his hand and a pile of cigarette butts on the ground.
"How is this possible? How is this possible? It's clearly our Shangtuan Village that's going to be demolished..."
Ge Zhihua shamelessly returned to Xiatuan Village and happened to hear Aunt Meihua say that it was because he, Ge Zhihua, had no luck in terms of wealth and had blocked Zhong Hui's fortune. Now that they were divorced, Xiatuan Village would be demolished.
Ge Zhihua couldn't figure it out. He sat on the chair in a daze. How could he have no luck in making money? He must have made a wrong move. What was the mistake?
That is obviously his family’s homestead, so the demolition compensation should be divided among him, right?
Yes, that should be the case. He and Zhong Hui have a daughter, yes, and Linlin too.
Ge Zhihua sat there like a trapped beast, motionless and muttering to himself.
Wang Guimei looked at him coldly and sneered, "Why, do you regret it?"
"I, I..." Ge Zhihua seemed to be struck by lightning and couldn't recover for a long time.
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