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Chapter 411 The Village Was Stolen

Chapter 411 The village was stolen

Thinking of this, Bai Yunsong's face turned dark.

"Don't worry about this. Since I have taken the stand, I will definitely resolve the theft properly and won't let you suffer in vain."

After listening to Bai Yunsong's promise, the big guy finally showed a smile on his face.

"Master Rimasa still cares about us, thank you very much."

"Yes, yes, I'll leave this matter to you. If you have any news, tell us immediately."

Seeing the relieved smiles of the villagers, Bai Yunsong pursed his lips. Just as he was about to say something, he heard several clanging sounds.

Bai Yunsong looked at his father and held back his words.

The old patriarch held the dry tobacco bag, bent down and knocked hard on the chair leg several times, leaving white marks on the oil that had finally come out of the tobacco stem.

Everyone's conversation was interrupted, and then they all looked at the old patriarch, watching him sit in the chair again, squinting his eyes, sullen face, and swallowed unconsciously.

In the past, this old man really had a certain prestige in the village. Whenever he spoke, others generally did not dare to refute him.

But now that I am old after all, I am unable to do many things.

Therefore, after everyone came in, they didn't take the old man too seriously. Now looking at his gloomy face, everyone was uneasy and not too worried. After all, he was no longer the clan leader and Li Zheng.

"Li Zheng, it's not good, we're starting to fight."

Bai Lezi wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the people in the yard, and spoke anxiously.

The old patriarch looked at their pitiful appearance, took a few more puffs from his pipe and pot, squinted his eyes and coughed, and just as he was about to speak, someone rushed in from the door.

"I wonder what my uncle thinks about this matter? You always eat more salt than we eat rice. If you have any suggestions, you will get twice the result with half the effort."

Listening to the old man's faint tone, everyone started chatting.

Listening to everyone's flattery, the old patriarch showed no unnecessary expression. He filled up the pot with squinting eyes, lit it slowly, and took a few deep puffs.

You can’t blame people for taking things easy. Naturally, they should take care of important things first.

But now, everyone looked at the old man's unsulliable face and laughed,

"Ha~, it's rare that you still have an old man like me in your eyes. I'm too old and useless. I've made you not even say hello from the moment you walked in."

"Ahem... Look at what the old man said. Aren't we in a hurry? We inevitably lost our sense of proportion. In the final analysis, it's all the trouble caused by those nasty thieves."

Since the old man handed over the position of Li Zheng and the clan leadership to his son, they would naturally turn to his son to deal with any problems. This is human nature.

He snorted softly along with the smoke he exhaled.

"Who says it's not the case? If they hadn't come into the village to steal, we wouldn't have lost our minds in anger. Please don't let me know the same thing as the juniors. We won't be able to open the pot immediately."

After living in the village all his life, he knows better than anyone what these people think.

"That's right. If my uncle takes action, one of them can stand up to the other two."

As he said this, everyone looked sad and miserable.

Everyone looked at the white man who rushed in and couldn't help but frown.

"What's the fight? We're talking about a big deal. Why are you causing trouble here?"

"How dare I cause trouble at this time? People in our village are fighting with the beggars."

Everyone: "..."

Bai Yunsong and his father looked at each other, then turned to look at Bai Lezi.

"What's going on? Tell me slowly?"

(End of chapter)


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