It turned out that Du Laohei's son, who was about to help, immediately became strange when he saw that it was Widow Zhao. He looked at the two of them and asked with a embarrassed smile.

"Hehe, Dad, are you and Aunt Zhao...is there something wrong?"

When Du Laohe's wife heard this, she clutched her right hand and grabbed it directly.

"Du Laohei, you are shameless, you are not serious when you are old, me, I... I'm fighting with you today!"

"Hey, hey, old woman, you...Oh, my face hurts, it hurts..."

...

Five minutes later, Old Du was caught in a black face and grinned in pain. Widow Zhao, who rushed in, calmed down a little, although she was still crying.

Du Laohei covered his face and begged.

"Oh, big girl, I beg you, you're saying something. I'll explain it to your sister-in-law quickly. We're really fine. What's wrong with you? Tell me, can you change my skills?"

"Bah, you want to have something to do with me, so I have to be willing."

Widow Zhao spat again, and the wound on Old Du's face was like salt was sprinkled, and it was screaming again in pain.

After a long time, Widow Zhao was about to say that the wooden door was pushed open again with a creaking sound. When everyone saw that it was the neighbor Mrs. Pan who came over.

"Du Laohei, you're a thousand-killed sword and you've been trying to hurt me all day long. You want me to die early. I'll fight you today, I'll spoil..."

Poor Du Laohei just wiped the saliva from his face, but it turned out to be wet again. This time it was even more cruel, and there was a faint smell of garlic...

The people in the room were stunned again. Du Laohei's son was stunned, swallowed and coughed, and asked embarrassedly.

"Dad, Aunt Pan is over seventy, you...you are a little too much this time..."

Du Laohei's wife had just calmed down for a moment, and when she saw this posture, she rushed over and scratched her head.

"Du Laohei, I... I and you are nothing. You even have Aunt Pan, you are a scoundrel..."

...

As soon as the house started to make a fuss, the wooden door was pushed open again.

"Du Laohei, I'm fighting with you! I called you uncle, but you treated me like this? If you don't let me live well, I won't let you be at ease..."

When everyone saw that the person came was Qin Lan, the niece-in-law of Mr. Du’s black household.

Now Du Laohei's son went crazy and muttered to himself.

"Dad, this is your niece-in-law, you...ah..."

Du Laohei was almost crying, thinking that someone was holding a basin on my head. He was avoiding his wife's claws when the wooden door creaked again, and people rushed into the yard one by one.

More than an hour later, let alone the house, the yard could not stand. At this time, the Du family finally figured out the matter. Du Laohei touched his already bloody face and listened to the crowd cursing.

"Du Laohei, do you say you are not moral? What should you do if you drive the Ma family kitchen away? I am a widow, and I am just pointing at the chicken I raise to lay eggs. I just lived a good life for a few days, so you won't let me live..."

This is what Widow Zhao said in tears, and then the others spoke together.

"Yes, I sold all the coffin books. I finally saved some money to build three toilets. If you drive them away, wouldn't my money be wasted?"

"Who is there me, I'm so pitiful. I took back my shop and just changed it to a toilet. I spent more than 100,000 yuan. If you don't let others open a store, who will be responsible for my losses?"

...

Amid the condemnation of the crowd, the door was pushed open again.

"Ah, are the director and the secretary here?"

The village director and village secretary of Pancunzhai came in the middle of the night, surrounded by Li Yun, Xu Dakui and Zhang Hao, and Du Laohei quickly asked for help.

"Director, Secretary, you can give me a reviewer. I want to take my own shop. They have to stop me from accepting it. This... how can this make sense?"

Zhang Hao's father is the secretary of Pancun Village. Secretary Zhang nodded with a smile and coughed.

"Cough, hehe, yes, fellow villagers, you are a little unreasonable. It's their freedom to collect shops. It's your business if you lose money..."

"But the secretary... If the shop is taken away and the Ma family's kitchen is driven away, many people in our village will waste their investment..."

A villager raised an objection. Secretary Zhang waved his hand, held a printed A4 paper and shook it, and smiled at Du Laohei.

"But Lao Hei, I just checked the information. According to the Land Law of our country, in order to further protect arable land, our country has explicitly prohibited the construction of houses in rural arable land protection areas. Building houses for agricultural land must also be approved. Building houses without approval is never allowed. I remember that your shop seems to be arable land?"

Ga!

Du Laohei's eyes widened, as if he felt something stuck in his throat and could not spit it out and swallow it.

The village director next to him looked cold and frowned.

"According to the law, your shop is considered an illegal building. Not only will it be demolished within a specified period of time, but it will also be fined..."

The atmosphere became awkward in an instant, and everyone looked at each other. I wonder what the director and secretary meant to come here. I thought I wouldn't really be both sides of the country, so I came to tear down the shop, right?

This is the case in rural areas, many things are illegal or even illegal, but because no one sues them, no one investigates them, and thirdly, it is also an objective factor.

For example, according to the Traffic Law, agricultural tricycles not only need to be registered, but also have to have a driver's license for driving models. But go and see which village Sanbengzi has a license? Which tricycle has a driver's license for driving models?

Let’s talk about arable land and homesteads. There are only so many homesteads in a village, but the population has grown over time. What should I do if I don’t have a place to build a house? I can only build arable land.

This is how the row of shops in Pancun Village came from. Originally, they were all arable land, but because they were next to the commercial street, someone secretly built shops in their own fields.

The first one is built, so how can the second one not be built? That’s so unfair. So, twenty or thirty families were built in a row and all the villages were built into shops. The villages were all from the villagers. The people would not sue the officials and would not investigate them.

But not investigating does not mean that it is not illegal or illegal building! So when the village secretary said this, Du Laohei was a little scared. If this is really demolished, everyone will wait to drink the northwest wind.

However, a village leader, who is also a fellow villager, could he destroy the jobs of his own villagers? They came just to scare Du Laohei. Seeing Du Laohei softened, he calmed down a little and spoke.

"The village has already studied this row of shops. We came in and told you that this shop will be owned by the village in the future. Everyone is here today. Just so we have something to announce to you."
Chapter completed!