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C117 Go to Hu Si's House

During lunch, the three of them sat together. Wang Fang was the first to speak, "Bin Bin, I heard that you were taken away by the Public Security Bureau. Your father and I were so scared that we didn't go anywhere for the entire morning. We waited at home for your news. " As she spoke, she wiped away her tears.

Out of the four sons, the one she valued the most was her eldest son, Fan Wenbin. She felt that he had the blood of a member of the Wang Clan, Gu Qiang, flowing through his veins. He had a heroic air that could only be understood but not spoken. He was very similar to her uncles, soft on the outside but tough on the inside.

Of course, there were those who loved him the most, and there were also those who hated him the most. The youngest son, Fan Wenming, had a glib tongue that was flashy but not practical. He had been away from the Gu Clan all year round, and he was completely different from his maternal family. He was the one that Wang Fang hated the most.

When his wife spoke, Fan Youmin only cared about eating and did not say a word. The fact that his eldest son had returned safe and sound meant that there was nothing important. Moreover, before dinner, his son also gave him a very simple narration of how the sand factory was sealed up and how a group of old men from the Fan Family went to cause trouble.

Thus, he very naturally recalled a very mysterious thing that had happened in the Fan family recently. Now that he looked back and thought about it carefully, This matter that happened a week ago not only closely involved his son's Huaxu Group, but also. . . It also meant that someone openly challenged his son. . . Furthermore, the situation was very fierce. It was as if he would not give up until he was dead.

"Mom, I'm almost fifty years old. What haven't I experienced?" Fan Wenbin glanced at his mother, who had a head full of white hair, and his heart suddenly heated up. He felt that his throat was a little salty. He hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls of food, and tightly concealed his feelings.

Wang Fang wiped away her tears and stared intently at her son who was wolfing down his food. She revealed a sincere smile and repeatedly said, "It's good that there's nothing wrong. It's good that there's nothing wrong. Bin Bin, you mustn't let anything happen to you.

After that, she pushed her son's favorite braised pork forward and said with a pained expression, "After receiving your call and knowing that you're going home, Mom specially prepared this bowl of braised pork for you. Quickly eat it. Mom remembers that you loved braised pork since you were young. " After saying this, he actually sighed.

For a moment, the three of them didn't speak anymore and only cared about eating. The sun was very warm as it sprinkled over the courtyard. A few roosters and hens were walking around in front of the kitchen door, occasionally making grunting sounds. The yellow dog wagged its tail, also staring at the person who was eating. Its eyes revealed a look of desire.

A strong gust of cold wind blew past. The old tree in the middle of the courtyard, which had been around forty to fifty years old, made a rustling sound. The yellow leaves flew up and down under the sunlight and then landed on the ground.

After dinner, Fan Wenbin took the opportunity when his father drank tea and smoked, and brought up the matter of the sand factory being sealed again. After the stock market ended, he received a call from his father. When he promised to return to his hometown immediately, he also wanted to ask his father whether he knew some of the hidden details.

The Rainbow Sand Factory was built on the south bank of the Yellow River, across the river from the Fan Clan on the north bank. It turned out to be a limestone factory run by a county. Ten years ago, due to its poor performance, it had been forced to stop production and close down. In a few years, the weather had turned into a barren land filled with weeds that no one cared about.

A very coincidental opportunity, Fan Wenbin passed by here. Seeing that this piece of barren land was very valuable, especially those machines that were of good quality but were abandoned, it was a pity that it was abandoned for nothing. Immediately, he had the intention of buying it.

Later, as the property market gradually warmed up, the stone became a commodity that was in urgent need, and the price continued to rise. Hence, Fan Wenbin discussed with the county government and bought this piece of land at a very low price. At the same time as opening the Rainbow Sand Factory, in order to make full use of the high-quality old production equipment, he restored the production of lime.

On the way back to his hometown, Wang Jianguo called. He said that according to General Manager Fan's instructions, the sand field and the limestone factory had already been tidied up. The workers also gave some living expenses and were sent home. Only two old men who were guarding the entrance were left, guarding the place day and night.

After saying this matter, a moment later, he started to talk about another matter. He said that there was a group of old people, men and women, and a dozen of them had come to the gravel factory to request compensation for the medical expenses.

"Medical expenses? What medical expenses?" Fan Wenbin was shocked and asked in a swift voice. At the same time, he parked the car by the roadside and carefully asked about the specific situation.

Wang Jianguo spoke incoherently for a long time before Fan Wenbin understood the cause and effect of the matter. It turned out that after dealing with the matter of the sand field, after the workers left, Wang Jianguo also packed his things and left on his motorcycle.

However, just as he was halfway there, he received an emergency call from an old man who was guarding the entrance. He said that there was a group of people blocking the sand field's entrance and causing trouble, asking him to hurry back. When Wang Jianguo heard that, his heart instantly exploded.

Helpless, Wang Jianguo rode his motorcycle and had no choice but to return to the sand field. From afar, he saw a group of men and women surrounding the entrance. The crowd was agitated and noisy, but he could not hear what they were saying clearly. His many years of experience in the martial arts world told him that he could not show his face at this critical moment.

Therefore, he parked his motorcycle under a big tree far away from the sand field. He called the two old men who were guarding the door and told them to close the door and not come out. He also told them not to pay attention to the troublemakers. Then, he called the boss and reported the situation in time.

After hearing Wang Jianguo's words, Fan Wenbin thought for a moment and understood. Someone was kicking them while they were down and instigating this group of old men and women to take advantage of the fact that the environmental protection bureau sealed up the sand factory this morning and gather the crowd to create trouble with the reason that the lime factory polluted the environment.

However, Wang Jianguo was very satisfied with the way this matter was handled. Even though this former contractor usually had his head lowered, he was still capable at crucial moments. The limestone factory in the sand field had already been seized by the EPA. Even if he wanted to cause trouble and blackmail people, he was still a step too late.

The deputy director of the county environmental protection bureau, Wu Chaohai, said that it was "reported by the masses," which led to the establishment of the joint investigation group. This morning, the limestone factory in the sand field was sealed, and this "masses" was very likely to be the villagers of Fan Jiadu.

As the saying goes, there is no wind and no waves. Since someone had reported it, He wanted to find out as soon as possible who had reported him to the EPA, who was behind the scenes manipulating this group of old men to cause trouble, and what the real purpose of doing this was.

Because it involved environmental protection, things were indeed a little tricky. After thinking about it, he decided to investigate the source of the matter. Then, he would follow the clues and find out who was behind the scenes. Then, he would think of a way to completely calm down this matter that was neither big nor small.

However, this was merely a speculation in his heart. The waves in the Shang Sea were strange and unpredictable. Sometimes, there were small waves and waves. Everyone was a modest gentleman and all of them were good friends. However, in an instant, lightning flashed and tempestuous waves surged. They fought until their faces were red and their necks were thick. They even fought to the death. They were like old bulls fighting to the death. They would not give up until the victor was determined.

Before the matter was completely clarified, they could not jump to conclusions so as to avoid not being able to beat the fox and instead provoking a foul smell. Thus, he wanted to make use of this opportunity to return home and obtain some valuable information from his father.

However, his father, Fan Youmin, gave his son a cold look. He smoked for a long time before asking in a deep voice: "Do you think there is a mastermind behind this?" After he finished speaking, he continued smoking and stared at his son, waiting for his answer.

Fan Wenbin did not expect that not only did his father not answer his question, he actually asked him back. After a moment of shock, he also stared at his father's old face, which was covered in wrinkles from the vicissitudes of life, and began to silently ponder.

After the first loan from He Feng Bank, Hua Cheng Company's business was getting better and better. When they were developing the buildings in Yi Garden District, they left two big houses behind. One was for his own living, and the other was for his parents.

After every autumn harvest, there was no farming work to do, so the villagers were completely free. Some of the elderly who stayed behind also took the opportunity to enter the city and live in their son's house, enjoying a few days of good fortune. Of course, it wouldn't take too long. Usually, it would only take two or three months.

Fan Youmin and Wang Fang were the same. In the next few days after selling the cinnamon, they would also enter the city to listen to Lu Mingyuan's favorite Qin accent. However, after a long time, they would return to their hometown with the excuse that they weren't used to living in the city. In this way, Fan Wenbin had no choice but to run around the county town and Fan family.

At this moment, seeing that the father and son did not speak and just sat opposite each other, the atmosphere was heavy and oppressive. Her mother, Wang Fang, couldn't help but interrupt, "Bin Bin, I know that someone is instigating the old men who have nothing better to do to stir up trouble in the sand factory. "

Fan Youmin looked at his wife angrily, "What do you know? Who is stirring up trouble behind us? " Then he said to his son, "Don't listen to your mother. You don't know anything. Listening to the wind is like rain. You just love to talk nonsense all day long. "

However, through these few simple words between parents, Fan Wenbin completely understood that there was indeed someone stirring up trouble behind the scenes. However, at this moment, what he wanted to know was, who was instigating the matter, and what was the true purpose of doing so?

Thus, he cautiously asked, "Dad, do you really not know who was instigating things behind the scenes?" Seeing that his father was still smoking without saying anything, he could not help but let out a long sigh and said in a very heavy tone: "Someone wants to kill me. "

After a while, Fan Youmin coldly said, "Someone is trying to make things difficult for the Fan. " Then, he looked at his son and spoke word by word, "I don't know the specifics either. Bin Bin, if you want to find out what's going on here, then make a trip to the Hu Four tonight. "

Hu Siyuan's name was Hu Jigang, and he was the same age as Fan Wenbin. He was the fourth in the family. When he was studying, The classmates who had a good relationship with him all called him Hu Si. As time passed, those who knew him would also call him Hu Si. No one would call him by his big name.

Due to the large number of brothers in the family and financial difficulties, Hu Si only married a woman who was divorced but did not bring a child when he was almost thirty, and finally became a family.

After marriage, the brothers created conflicts and moved out of the old house. They built a few houses in their own fields at the village entrance. Now, the couple was living together with two children, one son and one daughter.

The primary school was transferred to the Fan family, and the junior high school was completed at Mei Tanxiang Middle School. It was only when they got into the high school that Fan Wenbin brought his luggage to Da An No. 1 High School. He stayed in the school for three years and got into Wu Han University, and then returned to his hometown at the riverside of the Yellow River.

In the past, there were many classmates who went to primary and junior high school with him, but now, many of them had gone to the Southeastern coastal area to work. There were not many who stayed in the village, and their classmates and friends, who were usually very close to each other, were also very close to each other. There were only three to five of them. Hu Si was one of them.

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