Tender as wild

Chapter 75 Redeem You

Slowly entering late autumn, the scorching heat in Lingjiang has faded away, and the steaming rain has stopped very wisely, releasing the footsteps of Lingjiang citizens.

When Baili arrived in Lingjiang, she called the post office. The post office said that the courier had already taken the package for the third delivery.

Responsible as hell.

Bai Li was grateful and took a taxi to the small building in the old city that had been demolished. Smoke and dust filled the entire ancient road, and the noisy construction project was still in progress.

The courier said it would arrive in five minutes.

Baili sat in front of a convenience store, bought a bottle of peach juice and waited.

Occasionally she would look at the time sadly. After all, the next bus would start in two hours, and she had to get on it to return to Beicheng at night.

On the road covered with dust and construction debris, several nearby children were running around with windmills.

The children talked childishly about what happened to the adults nearby.

"It's so scary. My dad won't let me go over and join in the fun."

Baili was wearing a white skirt and worked on the wooden bench for a long time before she vaguely heard the noisy voices at the construction team's door.

The courier arrived just then.

He took her package, checked her ID card, took the photo, and turned around to leave.

Everything actually went smoothly. Bai Li held the package and smiled, and heard the noise over there getting louder and louder, as if there was a fight.

There were also the sounds of children crying.

She didn't like watching the crowds, but that was the only way to the main road.

Bai Li's little face was extremely calm, but she was a little panicked inside.

He was afraid that something would fly over when they were fighting.

Although there was no sun in Lingjiang on this day, the clouds were very white and gentle.

The residents of the old city seemed to have returned. From the quarreling words, it could be heard that there was a problem with the project compensation. The land use rights purchased by private owners, and part of the compensation given when they agreed to move out, were not paid to the residents.

As time went by, everyone was afraid that the boss would run away, so they started to make trouble one after another.

The autumn wind is as cold as the previous winter.

More than a dozen people stood in front of the gate built at odd hours to protest, but they were not united.

Bai Li's eyes fell on the man on the outside of the crowd. He was holding a box and making the loudest noise, "My mother was forced to death by you. When she wanted to buy our house, my mother didn't agree. I saw that you were anxious. I just sold the house to you, and now I won’t give you any money, so you can take care of it.”

But even though they were on the same front, everyone still looked at him with contempt from time to time.

The bolder ones have already shouted insults.

"Shameless thing. If I were him, I wouldn't come back. It's unfilial."

Baili was closest to the crowd at this time. She heard the man arguing: "My family is short of money, why can't I take it?"

One word aroused greater dissatisfaction among others.

"You want what's yours. You have the ability to ask for it openly. You borrow money for me to pay back, and you dig out my mother's ashes and sell them. You're not afraid of being struck by lightning!"

The man was speechless. He was thin and had a beard all over his face. He looked embarrassed, but his mouth was shiny.

He sat down on the ground and simply ignored these people, only focusing on asking for money. "People inside, listen, if you don't give me money, I will scatter my mother's ashes at the door of your construction site. Do you think it's okay when I see it?" unlucky."

People have bad nature, and when they are carried away by selfish desires, they will do horrible things.

The man did not realize that this sentence challenged the ethics of the simple residents.

Some young adults who couldn't control themselves wanted to kick him out.

It's so shameful that there are people like this in the old city.

Baili moved slowly, and she kept telling herself that this was something out of her control, but when she glanced at the maroon wooden box from the corner of her eye, she heard her heart falling infinitely uncomfortably.

The wooden box was still stained with moist soil. It was indeed freshly dug out, and it was a bit seeping. But Baili was not afraid because she had seen this box before.

in a dream.

In the dream where Fang Ye was holding the urn and standing in the heavy rain vomiting blood.

If you read it correctly, even the smallest pattern on this box matches the one in the dream.

She looked at all this blankly, trying to find an answer.

An old man was holding a cane and said to his son with a sad face: "Call Xiaoye, this Fang Wenhe is so outrageous."

Perhaps it's because as people get older, they most value those who have to be filial. He was so angry that he coughed.

The person next to me tried to dissuade him, "Don't hit me. The child is going to college and will finally go to school. Let him study with peace of mind."

These kind words spread in the air along the autumn wind.

Baili bit her lip.

My heart felt like it was clenching and painful.

I can't believe that someone in this world could be so cruel and hateful.

The noise continued.

Someone had already started to break down the door, and through the iron door hole, people at the construction site peeked at what was going on outside.

Fang Wenhe was a bit clever. He reached out to pry the wooden nails on the urn, scaring the person in charge of the construction site and opened the door.

"If you have something to say, you all know that our boss was busy just now and is already on his way here."

I don’t know how many times this delaying tactic was used. Everyone didn’t trust him very much and stepped forward to surround the person in charge and not let him leave.

Fang Wenhe lost the nail in just a few clicks.

Bai Li held her hand tightly and wanted to rush forward.

The courier didn't leave, but was also watching the excitement. When he saw this, he pulled her directly with a heavy expression: "I know you young people are passionate, but don't go there. No one can tell if you bump into her later. He won't spill it." , if you spill it, you won’t get any money.”

Who said no?
  Doing engineering is very profitable, and people who make money will more or less believe some claims. They are not without temper, but if they really anger others, they have many ways to continue to delay it.

Baili stood under the porch.

She felt that this scene was so irritating that it hurt her nerves, but she had to look at the box all the time. This was Fang Ye's grandma, and that person's biological mother. Did he actually look indifferent?

The chaotic farce lasted for more than an hour and ended with everyone taking cash on the spot.

As the courier said, Fang Wenhe did not actually scatter the urn.

Baili breathed a sigh of relief.

But what Fang Wenhe did the next second was shocking.

He counted the money in his hand, but it seemed that it was inconvenient to hold the box, so he placed the box on the ground.

Letting the bottom touch the smoke and mud is like the saddest ending of an old man.

This scene chilled everyone's hearts.

Baili's eyes were wet with anger. She didn't care about her safety, nor did she care that her return ticket was about to expire.

He rushed over and lifted the box with both hands, wiping off the dirty mud with his hands that were not too dirty.

This old man is very, very good.

He is someone Fang Ye cares about.

She couldn't allow this to happen to her.

Baili said: "Don't you think it's shameful for you to treat the deceased like this?"

(End of this chapter)