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"You don't know what's good and what's good! You're so ignorant!"
"Old man, have you seen it too? Their family! They don't take you seriously at all now!!"
Chen Weimin was supporting the old man with an angry look on his face!
Looking at his posture, it was as if the rabbit-like figure running around the old house just now was not him!
"If you ask me, we should call everyone together and hold a meeting! We should let Chen Weiguo understand whose Chenjiagou this Chenjiagou belongs to!"
After Chen Weimin finished speaking angrily, he quickly removed the arm he was holding and stiffened.
He felt happy and continued to add fuel to the fire:
"Old man, we can't stand this today!"
"Defend the people."
The old man spoke, and Chen Weimin immediately shut his mouth obediently, his eyes full of excitement.
If all the villagers in Chenjiagou unite, then what if Chen Feng¡¯s name is written on the will?
???????? Can their family of three still be able to withstand the unity of a village?
When he gets the demolition money, he will buy a big villa as a citizen! Buy a BMW! Buy two!
What would happen if Chen Weiguo made a fortune in Jinhai? The hard work is nothing compared to moving your fingers!
"Do you think I'm a fool?"
The old man's words made the smile on Chen Weimin's face stiffen, and his expression was awkward: "No Master, what do you mean?"
"Let me ask you, do I look like a fool?" The old man repeated it again, and the look he looked at Chen Weimin became disgusted.
He didn¡¯t blame Chen Feng¡¯s family of three. Thinking of Chen Feng¡¯s eyes and words just now, he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, and then bury the crack with his own hands!
It¡¯s so embarrassing!
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"How could that be?" Chen Weimin rubbed his clothes in embarrassment:
"Old man, what are you talking about?"
"Since Old Chen's will is written in the name of his grandson, how can you, an uncle, have the nerve to claim someone else's old house?"
The old man continued to speak with a contemptuous expression.
Chen Weimin's expression changed immediately, and he could barely maintain the awkward smile on his face.
"It's true that the longer I live, the more shameless I become. I still have to save some face for my old bones." The old man shook off Chen Weimin's arm:
"I don't have anything to do with your Chen family's affairs. You can do whatever you want, but as an uncle, you have to show some respect."
After the old man finished speaking, he felt relaxed, but thinking of what Chen Feng had just said, he still couldn't help but laugh and curse:
"That nephew of yours is not a fuel-efficient guy. Don't end up losing yourself in it!"
After finishing speaking, the old man walked briskly toward his home. Just looking at his footsteps, no one would believe that he was an old guy who was already a hundred years old.
Chen Weimin stared blankly at the old man¡¯s back. He waited until the back disappeared before spitting:
"You damn thing! I asked you to come here to help because I think highly of you, so I'm shameless!"
After spitting hard again, he returned to his home. As soon as he entered the door, Wu Chunhua stood up with excitement:
"How's it going? Are you done?"
"No." Chen Weimin shook his head, and the smile on Wu Chunhua's face disappeared instantly, and her expression became contemptuous:
"Hey, didn't you say that if the old man takes action, everything can be done?"
"Don't fucking mention that old man!" Chen Weimin looked unhappy, as if he had remembered something, and frowned:
"Where are Erniu? Where did the dog's things go?"
"You are really a man. When you are angry, you know how to take it out on your own son, right?" Wu Chunhua said angrily.
Chen Weimin¡¯s expression became even more unhappy, and he almost shouted:
"You fucking know how to use a hammer! I put the two books in the room, but that guy gave them to Chen Feng. Do you know how much you can sell two books for?"
"How much can your dad's two shabby books be sold for?" Wu Chunhua curled her lips disapprovingly, but her ears perked up.
"Three hundred thousand!" After Chen Weimin finished speaking, Wu Chunhua's expression changed, but Chen Weimin felt a lot more comfortable and continued to add fuel to the fire:
"Three hundred thousand dollars was personally given to Chen Feng's family by your son. Tsk tsk, can't I take it out on him? Damn it!"
"Wait a minute, I'm going to find him now." Wu Chunhua's legs were a little weak and she glared at Chen Weimin. Why didn't she tell her such an important thing in the first place?
¡°If she had known that those two books could be sold for a fucking three hundred thousand, she would have stared at them every day even if she didn¡¯t eat!
Seeing Wu Chunhua running out of the door almost in panic, Chen Weimin finally felt a little more comfortable, but soon, he frowned again.
After Chen Weiguo became prosperous, he was now unable to get enough oil and salt.
"I've said both good and bad things. Since it's shameless, let's just wait and see!" He took out his cell phone with some distress and found the number of the old classmate who worked at Xizheng Real Estate this time.
If Chen Weiguo knew something, he wouldn't want to contact this old classmate.
After all, this person sucks blood and is simply more terrifying than a vampire! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com