After Donating Tens of Millions, the Villagers Dug up My Ancestral Graves on New Year's Eve to Prepare for the Demolition
by Evil Villain
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"Xiao Chen, why do you raise chickens on your ancestral grave?" Before the New Year, my neighbor said something that made my heart sink. In order to pay more for the demolition, Widow Wang built a chicken coop on my great-grandfather's grave. When I came to the door, she was akimbo, instructing her son Li Daqiang to expand the chicken coop. Chicken manure mixed with soil covered the tombstones. "Aunt Wang, this is my family's ancestral grave." My voice was trembling. Wang Xiulan glanced at me sideways: "Your family? Do you have a certificate? When the demolition money comes out, I will be a multi-millionaire woman. Who do you think you are, a village official?" Behind her is the asphalt road that I spent my savings and asked countless people to build. I installed the solar street lights on the roadside one by one. The kindergarten not far away is a drawing I drew myself. "Chen Guan'er, don't act like a benefactor. Our fortune depends on our luck! Who cares about your little favor?" Widow Wang's son picked up a shovel and smashed the solar street lamp on the roadside. I didn't argue anymore, I just turned around and answered the phone call from the real estate president's sister.
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