Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

Granny Qian refused to accept the suggestion to rest in the car.

"I'm fine. I've taken the medicine. I won't draw lots anymore, I'll just watch!"

"Oops! I'm not excited anymore. It's okay. Don't be afraid, you two."

The two of them could not persuade the stubborn old lady, so they had no choice but to let her stay.

The fourth and fifth draws were drawn together by Song Lai'er, and he drew two buildings facing the street in Area G.

Song Paner plans to open a shop in the future, or rent it out as a shop.

The surrounding villagers were discussing a lot. This family was lucky enough to get a light-blocking unit, and that family was lucky enough to get a shop building.

Song Pan'er kept a low profile and said no more, for fear of being beaten! She is currently pumping all the best positions.

There were so many people in Gaobei Village that I couldn’t finish smoking in one morning.

The three of them went for a walk around Communication University at noon and had a meal in the cafeteria.

Song Lai'er's target school this year is Communication University. She wants to take the major in broadcasting and hosting. Song Pan'er naturally supports it. Her sister can do whatever she wants, as long as she lives a happy life.

The campus of Communication University is beautiful. When the three of them were tired from walking, they sat in a small pavilion by the piano lake for a while. Several girls passing by asked the sisters loudly if they were celebrities. Compliment them on how beautiful they are.

Song Pan'er had never met such a warm and unreserved stranger, and her face turned a little red after being praised.

What she didn't know was that this kind of mutual praise was the norm at Communication University. There are more girls in the school. They are very good at dressing up and dare to wear them. Most of them are media-related majors. They are very generous and confident. Everyday when they meet classmates who think they are beautiful or dress up brightly, they will enthusiastically praise them.

Song Laier's first impression of this school was very good, and her determination to apply here became even stronger.

Being praised by others is a happy thing. The three of them left the campus happily and returned to the entertainment square of Gaobei Village.

"No. 277, come up and draw lots." The clerk of the village committee shouted loudly with a loudspeaker.

This lot was drawn by Song Pan'er, and only the word "Dragon King" was written on the paper.

"Hello, what does this mean?" Song Paner was confused.

The little clerk's expression changed, and he glanced in panic at the accountant who was not far away with his eyes closed and concentrating.

"this…"

He didn't know what to say. This building was the only three single-family villas with courtyards in the village. It was located between the Huitong River and the bifurcation of the Huitong River irrigation channel, across the river from the Dragon King Temple attraction under construction. Not to mention the location, it is quite large, with a single floor covering an area of ​​more than 300 square meters.

This lot was originally put in last, why was it put in first? I got slapped, what should I do?

The little clerk stretched out his hand to grab the signature first, but Song Pan'er dodged it.

Who can't see how guilty he is? There is definitely something fishy here. Not caring about keeping a low profile at the moment, Song Paner held up the signature paper in her hand and showed it to everyone.

"I got a 'Dragon King' lottery. What kind of lottery is this? Does anyone know what happened?"

The villagers were in an uproar and began to discuss in a noisy manner.

"It's certainly a special location."

"I haven't heard of it! 'Dragon King', can't it be the building over the Dragon King Temple?"

"Is it wrong?"

……

"Oh, how stupid. Isn't there a list on the table? Just look for it on the list!"

How could Song Pan'er not think of this method? How smart she is! This is nothing more than trying to put things out in the open so that those who operate in the dark can do more harm.

The sleeping accountant had been woken up and was half standing hunched over, not knowing what to do.

The village director sitting next to him still closed his eyes to rest, with a subtle smile on his lips. I've been greedy enough, please stop here.

Song Pan'er looked at the little clerk without saying anything. If it was the village party secretary's house, she wouldn't rob it. After all, in the future, selling a house or changing one's household registration would have to go through other procedures. She was really not afraid of this accountant. , grab it and grab it.

"Comrade, are you not familiar with the work process? Why don't you ask other village cadres for advice?"

Seeing that the little clerk couldn't move, Song Pan'er rushed out of the store.

With no other choice, the clerk glanced at the accountant one last time, then pretended that he didn't know what was going on, and started rummaging around.

"Wait a minute! I'll look for it, but I really didn't know there was such a sign."

"Hey, I found it. It's Courtyard No. 3 on the other side of the pier. You're quite lucky, hehe."

"Thank you!"

Song Pan'er stepped off the stage with the corner of her mouth curled up, and the harsh sound of stool legs grinding against the ground came from behind. Who cares, Song Pan'er took out a pen and wrote down another address.