The Big Landlord

I stood up and hurriedly checked around. I saw that a large puddle of water had accumulated above the mosquito net, and it was dripping down. Most of the sheets were wet, and even the bamboo mats were watery. Not only that, the main room, the kitchen room and other areas were also wet. There were also small drops of water in many places in the bedroom, and the whole room was wet with water flowing everywhere.

It has been a long time since heavy rain came to Xiushui Bay. When it rained lightly before, the house would leak a few drops sporadically, but it was not a problem. Wang did not dare to go to the roof to turn over the tiles, so he just kept putting it off. He never imagined that it would end up like this. , is no different from sitting in a water jail, and it really proves the saying that the house leaks only when it rains all night.

Bring iron buckets, porcelain basins and other containers, as long as they can catch water, use them to catch the leaking places and prevent the ground from continuing to accumulate water.

There was no way to connect it to the top of the mosquito net, so Wang Ben took a bamboo pole and gently poked the tiles above, intending to seal the leaking hole.

"Bang!"

I accidentally poked it in the wrong direction, and several tiles fell down. A big hole appeared in the roof, and rain poured down, soaking the bed instantly.

"Haha, we can raise fish at home," Linglong smiled and bent down, covering her mouth and squealing happily. If she was interested, she stretched out her feet to fiddle with the water on the ground a few times. She seemed to find it quite fun.

"We only have hooks tonight," Wang Ben said helplessly, sticking out his tongue. There was no way to sleep now, and there was no place to make a bed on the floor.

"Well..." Linglong pointed her little finger at the sky, raised her head and thought for a while before saying, "We can go to sleep in the space."

This is a solution. The temperature in the space is like spring all year round. Wang Ben nodded and followed the suggestion. He dragged two new sheets out of the box, followed them into the space, and spread the floor on the only stone road. That's it. Lying on it in plain clothes.

Linglong seemed to be quite used to this place. She rested on Wang Ben's arm and soon tilted her head and entered Mengxiang without even moving. She was much more well-behaved than when she was sleeping on the bed.

Wang Ben, however, couldn't sleep tossing and turning. He patted the little girl's back twice, looked around at the foggy surroundings, and patted her hard body. Thinking of the embarrassment in the room, he couldn't help but smile to himself.

It seemed that the small shabby house that had been built for thirty years was no longer habitable, and a new house had to be built.

He had already thought about building a house. When he was growing roses and had more than 100,000 yuan for the first time, he had already planned it. However, he was not yet eighteen years old at that time and could not get the construction permit. , coupled with a series of things that happened later, such as the silk factory and the repair of the pig house, it has been postponed until now.

There is another very important reason. He does not own an inch of land in the village. The homestead land where the house is now located was allocated to the villager Tian Jingmin's family in 1992. Where should the new house be built?

I slept half asleep in the space, and it was already bright when I went out. Fortunately, the rain seemed to have stopped for a long time, and the accumulated water in the house had been drained out. The furniture and appliances were all intact, and they could be used as before after a little drying. Same, no need to live in dire straits.

After tidying up the house hastily, and having a simple breakfast, he went straight to the villager Tian Jingmin's house, preparing to discuss the issue of the homestead. Building a new house can no longer be postponed. In this rainy summer, if there are a few more heavy rains, Even though the house won't collapse, it's not a pleasant place to live in.

Tian Jingmin's family was having breakfast, with eight or nine people, large and small, surrounding a square table. Everyone had a large bowl of thick mung bean porridge in front of them, and they were eating it with relish, looking like they were enjoying themselves.

Wang Benz just appeared at the door, and before he could say hello, he heard Tian Jingmin shouting enthusiastically: "Have you eaten this book?"

Come and have some. "

"You're welcome, I've eaten," Wang Ben smiled slightly, waved to Tian Jingmin and said, "Uncle Tian, ​​I have something to do with you."

Arriving at the courtyard dam, Wang Ben tentatively said in a low voice: "Uncle Tian, ​​I want to demolish the house and rebuild it again. Look at that homestead...?"

"Well..." Tian Jingmin responded hesitantly, and the smiling face that had greeted him warmly just now suddenly disappeared, and the wrinkles on his forehead began to gather, looking quite embarrassed.

"Just treat it as a long-term lease from me and pay you rent on time every year. The price is easy to negotiate. What do you think?" Wang Ben suggested politely.

After Tian Jingmin hesitated for a while, he said seriously: "To be honest with you, I originally planned to use that piece of land to build a house for my eldest son's family. I had already prepared the money. Who knew you were back and I didn't have the nerve to use it anymore?" carry."

Pointing to the room, Tian Jingmin sighed softly and said helplessly: "Look, my grandson is five years old now, and he still eats in the same pot with us. The whole family can't squeeze in."

"..." Wang Ben was speechless. Not only had the homestead not been discussed, but from this tone, he seemed to feel that he had occupied it for too long and wanted him to give it up as soon as possible.

Tian Jingmin did not want to rent the homestead to him. He knew the reason. He was simply attracted by the Feng Shui of the land. In the entire Xiushui Bay, the place where Wang's house is located is recognized as a Feng Shui treasure. In 1992 When the land was re-divided, all villagers who were eligible to allocate it wanted it. In the end, Tian Jingmin's family became the lucky one through drawing lots.

Although Wang Ben doesn't believe in superstitious things like Feng Shui, the homestead was passed down from his family after all. It has been passed down for several generations and has a history of nearly a hundred years. It has extremely special significance. In terms of emotion and reason, he They don’t want to give it up, and they can’t let it go either.

After bidding farewell to Tian Jingmin, he went to Liu Changsheng's house, intending to listen to the captain's opinion or help act as a middleman.

After listening to Wang Ben's account, the enthusiastic captain was helpless. He shrugged and said helplessly: "Don't mention the land you own now. I can't be the master of other lands. Every inch of the team's land is mine." The land has been allocated to each household, so I can’t give you a piece of it.”

"Then I have no place to live," Wang Ben said angrily with a grimace on his face.

"That won't happen," Liu Changsheng suggested pertinently. "Your household registration has been returned to the team, and you are allowed to buy and sell land in the team. You can go to the villagers to discuss and see which one is willing to buy a piece. It’s still possible to build a homestead.”

This was easy to handle. Wang Benmao suddenly became enlightened, regained his beauty, and happily went to Tian Jingmin's house again. Problems that could be solved with money were no longer problems.

Just halfway through, he suddenly stopped. He always felt that something was wrong. He went to talk about buying land so rashly. Even if he offered a very high price, he might not be willing to sell it. The higher the price, the more likely he would be willing to sell it. Instead, he felt that the land was priceless, and he was even more unwilling to agree.

Even if he is lucky enough to buy it, in Xiushui Bay where everyone still believes in Feng Shui, if he gets rich one day, Tian Jingmin's family may still talk about it. It was they who kindly gave up the land that allowed him to achieve his achievements. He was not willing to do this kind of thing where he owed a lifetime of favors.

Well, we have to find a way to make this transaction open and reasonable.