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2 million can't buy a bowl of family dumplings 2

author:Creative Sand River 66

At the beginning of 2017, the county town began to expand from east to west, and the old house of the third uncle was planned. After tug-of-war negotiations with representatives elected by the villagers, the compensation was finally finalized. According to the area calculation, the third uncle can get three properties. The developers who led the demolition this time ranked among the top ten in China, and the surrounding cities, their hardcover house prices were as high as 10,000 yuan per square meter. This means that the demolition property of the third uncle is worth at least 3 million.

In the face of the sudden wealth, when the third uncle himself was still dizzy, his family also became crowded. Three generations of the second uncle's family came together, and the eldest brother brought a large pile of food and desperately stuffed it into the arms of the third uncle; the second brother brought several high-grade cigarettes on the kang. My parents-in-law bought my third uncle two woolen clothes and a pair of designer leather shoes. But that night's family meeting was full of battles of intrigue, deceit, and people who did not condemn themselves.

The second uncle said: "Old third, this old house was left by your parents, although it was left to you when the family was separated, but our brothers did not agree, these decades you live in vain, even if you live in vain, we will give you some money, enough for you to spend the rest of your life, are brothers, we can't ignore you, right?"

The third uncle looked at me pleadingly, but as a son-in-law, where did I have a say in such a family meeting? When I was embarrassed, my wife said: "In the early nineties, when the village confirmed the rights to the land and the foundation of the house, the ownership of the old house was already under the name of the third uncle. At that time, it was also the third uncle who handled the formalities and paid the money, right?" After listening to this, the third uncle took out the demolition contract, and the annex contained the proof of the original confirmation of rights. Seeing that there was white paper and black words that could not be refuted, the second uncle suddenly collapsed his face.

The second aunt came out to play the round field: "Since this is the case, we will not participate in the distribution at this age, so you should leave these three houses to your nephews!" Although Hui Wen is married, she is also the root of the Li family, and the three houses have her share. As soon as the words stopped, my mother-in-law immediately shouted: "Younger sister, you are not authentic like this, your two sons are divided into two sets, my family has a daughter, we have a big loss." The two cousins and sisters-in-law were immediately ignited and quarreled all night.

The second uncle insisted on three suites, one for the two cousins and my wife; the mother-in-law insisted that the three houses be converted into a price, and the two families were divided equally. The two sides are deadlocked over this. The third uncle squatted in the corner of the house, smoking silently, and there was a hot dispute here, as if it had nothing to do with him as a party. Late at night, everyone couldn't stay up, so they left Uncle San's house and agreed to continue the discussion the next day.

The next morning, when we arrived at Uncle San's house, we found that the bundle of needles had been tightly blocked at the door. The neighbor said that at 6 o'clock in the morning, the lobby brother drove his Passat and took the third uncle to the city to enjoy the blessing. The mother-in-law angrily called the phone, and the lobby brother blocked her with a word: "Big mother, this matter should be decided by the third uncle himself, he is a disabled person, don't let the villagers laugh at us and bully him." My mother-in-law said indignantly, "I have long said that the second family is a ghost and difficult to take, which is not our way." ”

Since then, for more than three months, I have often seen two families in the circle of friends, brother lobby and second cousin, taking turns to accompany the third uncle to travel to major attractions in the province for group photos. In the photo, the third uncle took off his white military uniform, wearing wool clothes and leather shoes, which was a bit out of place to look.

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In the middle of June, the third uncle returned accompanied by brother Lobby. The demolition of the village is imminent, and the third uncle announces to the whole family that he has decided on three houses, two for the nephew and the second nephew, and one for Huiwen. The mother-in-law still had to argue, and he took out a paper agreement, on which he wrote a lot of dense turns, and the last sentence was striking, meaning that the two cousins would be responsible for the future life of the third uncle and send the third uncle to the end of the pension. Seeing this, the mother-in-law stopped speaking. After that, the third uncle moved to the city, and according to their previous agreement, the lobby brother and the second cousin took turns to take care of it.

At the end of August, amid the rumbling of forklifts, the third uncle's old house was razed to the ground, and the discounted payment for the house was in place two months later. The third uncle became a demolition generation overnight, but this dazzling aura only hovered over his head for a few hours, and the family who heard the news took him to the bank, and after three points of the world, the demolition money was transferred to the accounts of my parents-in-law, the lobby brother, and the second cousin.

After that, the third uncle completely disappeared from the circle of cousins, and my wife and I went to visit him at the lobby brother's house. Uncle San's room, which is a small balcony of less than 8 square meters, has only a folding single bed, and his belongings are packed in a paper box and thrown under the bed. He touched under the bed for half a day and felt a box of gold leaves.

Before we could light it, my sister-in-law shouted, "Smoke every day, second-hand smoke is fatal, do you know?" Our hands stopped awkwardly in mid-air, and eventually, the cigarette in our hands was not lit. Before leaving, the eldest sister-in-law said, "Sister, you are so worried about uncle Three, take you home to serve!" Neither of us spoke, and we walked away in ashes. After that day, when I think of my third uncle, I will always think to myself, after all, the two cousins are nephews, and they should be kind to the old man, right?