Seeing that everyone in the village agreed, there was only one villager left who refused, and the village chief He Guiping was also very angry.

After all, this is not a matter for one person, but all the villagers of Hejia Village will benefit.

You must know that even if there is demolition, the compensation for one square meter is only four to five thousand yuan.

But He Fan's compensation of 20,000 yuan per square meter can be regarded as the utmost kindness.

"Guangping, we can't be too greedy. The compensation of 20,000 yuan per square meter is already very high." He Guiping frowned and said in a deep voice.

Sitting opposite him was a middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. He was slovenly, and his hair and beard had not been trimmed for an unknown period of time.

This man is what the village chief calls He Guangping. He is a lazy person and the number of days he goes to work to earn money has probably not changed more than thirty days out of the three hundred and sixty-five days a year.

Moreover, this is a well-known gnawing clan. He is forty years old and still asking for money from his sixty or seventy-year-old father and mother all day long. It is notorious in Hejia Village.

At this time, He Guangping had his legs crossed and was smoking a pack of low-quality cigarettes worth five yuan. He looked arrogant and did not pay attention to the village chief in front of him at all.

Of course, He Guiping is an honest and kind person. Otherwise, if it were the former village head of Hejia Village, He Guangping would not dare to be so arrogant. He is a typical guy who bullies the weak and fears the strong.

"Guiping, don't think that you can order me when you become a village chief."

He Guangping said with a smile: "This house belongs to me. Whether I sell it or not is my business. You don't need to tell me what to do here."

"I'll leave it here. If you want to buy my house, just give me 50,000 yuan per square meter."

Upon hearing this, the village chief immediately scolded: "You are crazy about money! You can pay fifty thousand per square, but your house is made of gold!"

Facing the village chief's angry rebuke, He Guangping didn't care, and said with a cheerful smile: "It's not like you want to buy it, why are you so anxious! He Fan has a lot of money, and this square meter of 50,000 yuan is just for him.

It’s just a drop in the bucket.”

"Besides, the house prices in those big cities are more than ten or two hundred thousand yuan per square meter. I want him to ask for fifty thousand yuan, which is not too much."

Hearing these words, the village chief's face suddenly turned pale, he was really angry.

He finally understood that this guy had already made it clear that he was going to be a deadbeat, and there was no point in continuing the conversation.

And the price was not something he could decide. He could only go back and tell He Fan the truth, and then see how He Fan would deal with it.

Thinking of this, the village chief immediately stood up and walked towards the door without even wanting to say hello.

And He Guangping had no intention of getting up to say goodbye, he was still smiling and smoking his inferior cigarettes, with an intoxicated look on his face...

When the village chief walked out of the door and was about to walk out of the yard, an old man walked in outside the yard and almost bumped into the village chief.

"It's Guiping!" The old man greeted with a smile and put down the hoe on his shoulder.

He had just returned from going to the fields, and there was still some soil residue in his hands.

When the village chief looked up, he saw that it was He Guangping's father. He immediately smiled and said, "Uncle is back!"

Although the village chief dislikes He Guangping, he still respects his father.

After all, the other party was not only his elder, but also a respected old man in the village, but he gave birth to a useless son.

"Why do you have time to come here today? Do you have anything to do?" the old man asked curiously.

After all, they knew the situation of their family well, and the village chief would usually not come to their house.

The village chief pondered for a while and felt that it was still necessary to talk to the old man about the situation, maybe he could persuade He Guangping.

It took a few minutes for the village chief to reiterate He Fan's plan to buy the entire village.

Of course, this also includes the fact that he was rejected by He Guangping just now and the other party asked for a high price.

After listening, the old man's face turned a little dark.

Although I knew that my son was usually aloof, I never imagined that he would be held back in such a matter of benefiting the village and himself.

"What a bastard!" The old man couldn't help but cursed angrily.

"This house belongs to me, Guiping, you don't have to listen to that bastard, I just decide to sell it," the old man said in a deep voice.

The old man is not an old fool. He naturally knows what the compensation of 20,000 yuan for this square meter means, and he also knows that this is a good opportunity for their family to turn around.

Moreover, their house is not like other three-story bungalows in the village. The house only has two floors. It is still an old stone house built more than 20 years ago.

This kind of house should have been demolished and rebuilt a long time ago, but my son is not living up to expectations, and he will probably never see it again in this life.

But now that he had the opportunity to live in a new house with a savings of 1.8 million yuan left, his son not only did not cherish this opportunity, but also planned to refuse it. The old man would not agree.

Today, any old man must sell this house. Otherwise, if he expects his son to be able to make a living and renovate the house, he probably won't even have the door.

"This..." Although the village chief was a little happy, he still said hesitantly: "Uncle, why don't you guys discuss it first, otherwise there will be another riot in Guangping later."

After all, He Guangping is not an easy person to talk to. If the other party starts making trouble again, it will not end well.

The old man also knew what the village chief was worried about. After all, his son was notorious.

"Well, Guiping, please wait for me here for a while, and I'll go in and talk to that bastard."

As the old man spoke, he picked up the hoe behind him and walked into the house. His angry look looked a bit intimidating.

The village chief was a little worried when he saw this scene and hurriedly followed.

After all, He Guangping's bastard thing is not a good thing, and he might even fight against the old man when the time comes.

The two entered the house one after another, which also attracted He Guangping's attention.

Seeing that the old man came back, He Guangping said hello honestly. After all, the money for tobacco and alcohol during this period was all taken from the old man.

But now the old man was furious and scolded He Guangping: "You bastard, this house was built by labor and capital. When will it be your turn to make the decision?"

He Guangping's face suddenly darkened. He didn't expect the old man to be so angry right after he came back.

But when he saw the village chief walking in behind him, he immediately realized that the old man knew about selling the house.

No matter who Guangping was, how could he endure being scolded? He immediately glared at the old man: "I am your son, why can't I make the decision in this house?"

"You still know you are my son?"

The old man was so angry that he couldn't breathe. He pointed at He Guangping and shouted angrily: "Have you ever heard of anyone who is forty years old and still needs to be supported by his family? He doesn't even work, and just lies at home all year round.

Drinking and playing cards, why did labor and management give birth to a bastard like you..."

"No matter how bastard you are, it was you who gave birth to me!"

He Guangping's light words once again made the old man half-dead angry. That means he didn't have a heart disease, otherwise he would probably have to call an ambulance by now.

But this time the old man was so angry that his body was shaking and his face turned blue.

"Made, I'll beat you to death, you bastard." As he said this, the old man angrily picked up the hoe in his hand and swung it at He Guangping.

This shocked the village chief and He Guangping next to him. They didn't expect that the old man would be so angry today and he would take action immediately.

When He Guangping looked at the roaring hoe, his face immediately turned pale, and he subconsciously ducked aside.

There was a "bang" sound, which directly made a dent in the wooden sofa.

Guxiao He Guangping looked at the hoe beside him with lingering fear, sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Just a little bit closer!

If he had been slower just now, the hoe would have hit him.

If it was really smashed this time, he would probably have to go to the hospital and lie down for a while.

"Old Immortal, are you serious!" He Guangping angrily shouted at the old man with red eyes. He really didn't expect that the old man would be serious.

The old man didn't respond. He just raised the hoe with red eyes and was about to swing it again.

No matter what he said today, he had to teach this bastard a lesson, otherwise he would not be able to get rid of the anger in his heart.

But before the old man could hit him, the village chief had already reacted and ran up to grab the old man, and at the same time snatched the hoe away.

"Don't do anything, uncle, there are no two families in this family. No matter how wrong Guangping is, he will still be your son!" the village chief advised earnestly. He was really frightened just now.

"Labour and management would rather not have such a son." The old man cursed and shouted angrily, and wanted to snatch the hoe back from the village chief's hand.

But the old man was a little older after all, so how could he possibly defeat the village chief?

The village chief complained in his heart, he really didn't expect to encounter such a troublesome thing.

But there was nothing he could do if he encountered it. He could only try to persuade him earnestly and sincerely. After all, as the village chief, he couldn't let the matter get worse.

Fortunately, the old man also lost his temper for a moment, and calmed down after being persuaded by the village chief for a while.

In the end, the village chief dragged the old man to sit down together, and at the same time he took the hoe out of the house, for fear that he would start swinging the hoe again when he had a disagreement.

At this moment, He Guangping was so frightened that he hid far away. After all, what the old man did just now really scared him.

After all, he relied on the old man not to do anything to him before, so he dared to do whatever he wanted at home.

But now that the old man really dared to kill him, He Guangping didn't dare to mess around.

I have to say that he was afraid of being stunned, and he was afraid of losing his life. After the hoeing just now, He Guangping was really afraid of the old man, and he remembered the fear of being dominated by the old man when he was a child.

"Why are you standing so far away? Get over here." The old man yelled angrily at He Guangping, who was standing in the corner.

Seeing the different old man, He Guangping felt a little numb, but he still walked up to him honestly.

However, it can still be seen from He Guangping's face that he is not at peace at the moment.

"Whose house belongs to it?" the old man asked in a deep voice.
To be continued...