401. Torrents
Ma Yonghong over there saw the commotion of the townspeople, and smiled and came forward, blocking everyone: "My fellow villagers, don't be excited. We Minghui develop Xizhi. This is the general trend. It is not impossible for anyone to say that it is not possible. Abide by the law and see the situation clearly. This is the most beneficial way for you."
"Abide by the law?" Among the old ancestors who were surrounded by others, Yang Yi's third uncle Yang Tianying was particularly angry. His face, which was eroded by the times, was filled with determination to never give in. It was like a lion who had clearly grown old but still tenaciously guarded his territory until the last minute. He looked at him slightly. Even though Ma Yonghong was one of the powerful figures in the Yuezhou territory, he still subconsciously dodged this gaze: "You don't get our consent now, and you want to enter the town to carry out forced demolition. This is what you said about compliance with the law? Also, when will the matter between us stops, need outsiders to point fingers? The general trend is trending? Our ancestors have never said anything. Even if the outsiders say a word is trending? I said this is fart, it is shameless!"
"How do you, old man? We have government approval!" Ma Yonghong was scolded like this and his face became increasingly unhappy. The anger in his heart was almost the same as the anger in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people now, he would have jumped up and pulled the old man in front of him. "What kind of approval? The legacy of those old houses has not been solved yet! Oh, do you think you can get the land certificate and property rights by going to invite a few officials to have a meal and then give them some money? I tell you, don't even think about it! Xizhi, no one among the three of us would be able to touch those old houses!" Yang Tianying paused the crutch in his hand without any weakness, and stood in front of Ma Yonghong without retreating.
Before Ma Yonghong could scold, several old people next to him also stood up together and scolded them all: "That is, those old houses were the private property of our three families before. Why are our own families now sold by outsiders? I tell you, it's not in the 1950s and 1960s, and there's still a trick of confiscation! We won't go against the government, but the government also has to give us three families an explanation. The property rights and land use rights of these houses must be decided after legal and public discussion. Some people have a good plan to buy and sell land that does not belong to collective land and country land behind the scenes."
"When the last district government came to clear the land, it did not say that the land was public. Why did you have a land approval document as soon as you came? Where was the approval document? Didn't it be given to you by a corrupt official?"
What the old man surnameds said at this time was also the ground that Minghui Group valued, which was an old problem left over from Xizhi Town for a long time. The old houses with a relatively historical history were also the ancestral property of some of the three people in the town in the northwest corner of the town. However, after the founding of New China, due to previous wars, diseases, and other reasons, and subsequent sports impacts, the owners of the real estate either left their hometowns or died early. Nearly twenty old houses were clearly identified as the inheritance recipients, and the rest were almost all considered unlimited land. After the reform and opening up, the village committee of Xizhi Ancient Town, which was actually the clan of the three families, simply picked out several of the courtyards and acted as warehouse land, which gave unknown people the illusion that these courtyards were collective land for public property.
In the mid-to-late 1990s, when China's first land reserve center was established in the Magic City, as the coastal city closest to the Magic City, Yuezhou naturally followed the practice of the elder brother in the Yangtze River Delta and also established it in the Land Reserve Center to conduct a large-scale inventory of land in Yuezhou, especially the suburbs of Yuezhou and surrounding key suburbs. The last time the city's land reserve center and district government came over, they had already questioned the ownership of these courtyards, or some ideas based on personal interests were more appropriate. Naturally, the elderly people with the three major surnames in the town naturally would not agree with this statement. After talking to the government staff for a while, the disputes about these courtyards were temporarily put aside.
But there is no doubt that the consequences of doing so have laid the groundwork for today's conflict.
"What? I don't want to admit it if you don't want to? I think you are confused, right?" Ma Qiang, as a grassroots cadre in Minghui Group, contacted upper and lower levels of grassroots cadres, and was also the leader of the actual thugs. Seeing that his cousin was surrounded by several old people and scolded him, he immediately became angry and rushed to the sky with a gaze. It was a hot day now. Although the greening at the entrance of the town was done well, it was recently transformed. Before the trees were transplanted, most of the leaves were reduced in order to ensure survival rate, leaving only a small number of branches on it. When more people were added at this time, how could he ensure that they were not exposed to the sun?
The weather was bad and things were not going well, so Ma Qiang's anger broke out: "You old dogs, I told you not toast and not eat and drink! Even if you are all cooking, what do you say when you see it? How can the court judge? I am shameless, and I really think I can't touch it? Grass!"
Ma Qiang was originally a simple-minded face, but at this time he disappeared without a trace. The fierce face he deliberately made, and the flesh filled with big fish and meat, was quite a bit heart-pounding. Although the residents of the ancient town opposite also had the courage and resentment to defend their homes, they were all decent people after all. Seeing that the other party showed that I was a hooligan, I was afraid of someone and I was not ready to reason. I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
But the old people refused to give in at all. How could the young and middle-aged men let their uncles and uncles face danger? Naturally, they also held the farm tools in their hands tightly and raised them as weapons.
Chapter completed!