The villagers came when they came.

Zhou Fengtian also became accustomed to this kind of lonely and widowed person's property is inherited by the village committee after his death.

For example, there are a lot of land and real estate under the village committee of Longmian Village. He Xuejiao was selfless and rented out all of them.

Secretary Xiao Lei and Village Chief Meng probably didn't have such kindness.

This is also a matter of people's village. Zhou Fengtian couldn't get into the mouth. He was about to comfort him, but Luo Sang said something directly.

Uncle Bianba has a strange temperament, but the children have been to his house several times and know that he has a very precious Zamunian.

He regarded this instrument as a treasure and gently stroked it more than once.

The young Zhuoma and Luosang once asked about the origin of this instrument.

Uncle Bianba said it with a look of great nostalgia.

This is his favorite girl. At that time, when the two of them were young, they made a special trip to Lhasa to buy gifts for him. Zamunian was with Uncle Bianba.

Uncle Bianba never leaves.

The girl was said to be a relative of the landlord's family and her family was very rich. In addition, this Zamunian was also an antique from four or five hundred years ago.

Very expensive.

Luo Sang originally wanted to burn this Zhamian and give Uncle Bianba a company.

Who knew that the people from the village committee suddenly came and said that these things were all from the village committee and wanted to drive Luo Sang out.

Of course, Luo Sang refused to give in, but there were quite a lot of people coming. Although Luo Sang was a strong man, he could not defeat four hands with two fists. He could not stand so many calfs alone!

Fortunately, he kept this place tightly and went crazy, and these people did not dare to act rashly for a while.

Zhou Fengtian said: "You are waiting there, and when necessary, mobilize the big guys around you to see if you can stop people."

"I'll try!"

"We'll rush back immediately."

Zhou Fengtian informed the rest of the people about the matter, and Zhuoma was obviously very anxious, "Luo Sang has no serious under his command, and the people in the village committee are all particularly unreasonable. This is a big deal!"

"Don't worry. Let's go back now and we will arrive in the afternoon." Zhou Fengtian comforted.

Zhou Fengtian also found the driver who brought them with him before and asked him to introduce a express train to come over.

Even so, it was all afternoon to arrive in Leima Village.

News of the death of the old man Bianba has spread throughout the village, and most people are denying the village committee to ignore the ignorance of personnel.

The villagers suffered a lot of losses from the village committee.

In order to arouse the resonance of the villagers, Luo Sang simply exposed Zhou Fengtian's land purchase. Suddenly, everyone was indignant. This was real money, but these beasts swallowed it as soon as they said they could?

Although most of these lands are not planted.

But that is all real ancestral property, and it was given to the tyrants when they were beaten!

Money resonates the most.

I swallowed people’s money today, and I’m afraid I have to worry about the money in their pockets when I look back!

Now the village committee still owes a lot of money but has not paid them a deposit!

Now everyone is blocking the door of Uncle Bianba's house. If they want an explanation, they dare not go directly to Secretary Xiao Lei and the village chief. The people are very powerful in the village, but isn't it more than enough to use these minions to do surgery?

Zhou Fengtian saw Luo Sang at the door, his head was broken and bleeding there. He was also a man holding a cigarette in his mouth and gasping for breath. When he saw everyone, he said: "These bad species have even wanted to ignore the things of Uncle Bianba. His conscience was swallowed by the wolf, and they were all things that were heartless."

Zhuoma was furious when she saw her younger brother's appearance. She suddenly stood up and cursed: "Your village committee really doesn't treat us villagers as human beings. If you want to take your things, you can take them. How can you hit people!"

This sentence immediately aroused the anger of the villagers.

Many villagers have been favored by Uncle Bianba. The people in this village committee are simply beasts. Everyone has given them a house. They are still aggressive and even the relics of the uncle during his lifetime are greedy. They are really not a human being!

Zhao Huyuan was so active in the crowd. This guy was simply a natural rebel, and he would never miss the chance of getting angry.

The one who turned out from the house was Gabu. Both of them were beaten by Luo Sang's old punch. Now they can be used as pandas in the zoo, and their noses and faces are swollen.

"You unruly people... I'm here to do things, how can you be so unreasonable? You've all dispersed! After that, don't hinder my work. This house is now owned by our village committee. We can do whatever we want. Who made Bianba incompetent and not have a son to inherit the family business? You're so blaming me!"

This is so sarcastic that he has suffered so much grievances here that he cannot help but speak unpleasantly.

Besides, he now does all the dirty and tiring work in the village committee, and the clay Buddha is very angry.

But this is really not the time!

Now, he suddenly stabbed the hornet's nest, and both groups of people were in a fight.

"What's the argument?" Just as the trend became more and more intense, Meng Jinyi walked over angrily. Seeing Meng Jinyi, Gabu rushed forward as if he had come to a savior and rushed forward.

"Village Chief, you're here!"

"Stop quarrel!" Meng Jinyi glared at Gabu viciously, as if he was saying that such a small thing could not be done well, and what to do. Gabu was like a rat with a tail trampled on, and he didn't dare to say anything at all.

Meng Jinyi said: "Our village committee was also very sad when the old man Bianba passed away. It was just that according to the policy, in order to better utilize resources and to protect folk art, our staff did more radical things and had good intentions."

Although everyone was unwilling to say this, they still had nothing to say.

Zhuoma suddenly said, "Since that's the case, where are you going to send this Zamunian?"

"Of course it was placed in the village committee." Meng Jinyi said with a certainty.

"I know the staff of the Lhasa Museum. I hope I can come forward to send Zamunian there." Zhuoma took a deep breath and said to Meng Jinyi.

Meng Jinyi didn't expect Zhuoma to say this. His eyes narrowed slightly, "No need, I will send it to the museum in person. This is my promise to everyone as the village chief."

Zhuoma's eyebrows were raised, but she didn't expect Meng Jinyi to be so shameless!

Seeing that most of the villagers had no objection and knew that they had stabilized the situation, he cleared his throat and said, "Since that is the case, I think everyone does not agree with this inventory work very much. So let's take stock in front of everyone to ensure that the work is fair, fair and open! Are you talking about it?"
Chapter completed!