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Chapter 7

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    ? Chapter Seven: Things Are Different

    The uncle who was already on fire, when he heard what the village chief said, his face instantly became very scary. Those eyes looking at the village chief, as if he was about to eat the village chief, said coldly: "  One second you said that what my mother did for the village more than 20 years ago, in ancient times, it was to build a statue and temple, and the whole village worshiped it, but the next second you thought my mother stopped everyone and blocked everyone's way of making money  ?¡±

    The uncle's questioning just started, and the village chief was so frightened that he didn't even dare to look at him. When the uncle saw such a village chief, his eyes were full of disappointment and anger: "If my mother hadn't come forward, you would have  I dug up that master¡¯s territory, not to mention making a fortune. I don¡¯t know if I can live to this day. Last time you planted the cause and reaped the fruit. My mother has recited it for you for over twenty years.  The cause and effect of the cause and effect, ask yourself how blessed you are."

    As soon as the words fell, the uncle glared at the village head fiercely, and when he retracted his gaze, he used that peripheral vision to scan everyone present, everyone who was caught by the uncle's gaze, all looked down in shame  He shook his head, not daring to refute at all.

    The uncle made it clear that he didn't care about this matter, and wanted to move forward, but he had only walked a few steps, and suddenly there was a "crack" sound behind him, and when he looked back, it was the village chief who bent his legs and walked directly  Kneeling on this stone ground.

    When the village head saw that his uncle had turned his head back, his heart sank, and he didn't care about his own village chief's face, and suddenly kowtowed to his uncle, crying while kowtow: "Second brother of the Lin family,  You really can't do nothing! The lives of more than 300 people in our village are all in your hands. When Aunt Chen Guilan was able to save everyone once, you showed mercy and saved everyone the second time.  Come back!"

    The uncle, who was already full of anger, couldn't hold back the moment he heard the village chief's words, and laughed directly: "What do you mean, our Lin family owes the village? The life of the villagers is life, and our Lin family  Is human life not life? The first time you dug that piece of land, you didn¡¯t know what was inside, and my mother took care of it for you. This time, you knew what was buried inside, but you still wanted to move it.  Do you want me to wipe your ass?"

    My uncle's voice was not loud, but extremely majestic. Everyone present was stunned and blushed when they heard it. I don't know if they were offended by my uncle's words, or they felt very ashamed.

    When the village chief heard what my uncle said, he was so anxious that he almost cried, and the frequency of kowtowing was so high that his forehead was bleeding, and he didn't dare to stop: "Our village is no different from other places.  The land depends on the sky for food. If it weren't for the severe drought this year and the bad harvest, we wouldn't have put our minds on the tomb. We thought that after more than 20 years, the things inside it had been surrendered by Aunt Chen Guilan.  As far as I can imagine, something will happen after this touch"

    "If you are poor, you should dig people's ancestral graves? Can't you think of other ways to make money? You should dig people's ancestral graves?" The uncle choked back in a cold voice.

    Unexpectedly, the village head asked the uncle in an envious tone: "Lin Moyi, don't you know the situation in our village? Do you think there are a few people in the village who are as lucky as you, who can go to university and leave here?  Who wouldn¡¯t say such sarcastic remarks?¡±

    As the saying goes, people are poor and short-sighted, and it is not without reason that the village is still so poor.

    When the uncle heard what the village chief said, he turned around angrily and wanted to leave here. He didn't even have the idea of ??arguing with the village chief.  Turning to my uncle's back with a straight face, he said viciously: "More than 20 years ago, your mother suppressed the things in the tomb for the village. After more than 20 years, he is now starting to make trouble.  Who cares, what's in it, can you forget about this grudge and get rid of the relationship?"

    "Let me tell you, Lin Moyi, there must be a limit to arrogance. Don't think that you can stand up in front of us folks because you have been to college. You have to take care of this matter if you want, and you have to take care of it if you don't want to.  If people in our village die, they will drag you back!"

    The uncle's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he turned his head slightly with a smile on his face, and asked the village chief in an extremely peaceful voice with a hint of a smile: "Are you threatening me?"

    The village chief didn't seem to have expected that his uncle's reaction was so indifferent, and he was taken aback, but he still managed to put down his harsh words to his uncle: "Threat? The lives of the whole village are in your hands."  Do I dare to threaten you? Anyway, if something happens in our village, no one can escape. The first one to die is your mother, the second one is the village party secretary, and even if the next one is not you, it will be your baby  My son and your elder brother's daughter Lin Xiaowei, who has no one to support her!"

    Uncle never imagined that her mother used her frail body to memorize the karma for more than twenty years for the whole village. In the end, no one remembered it.

    Dou Mi?, Sheng Michou, in the face of interests, human nature is indeed the cheapest thing.

    He glanced at the village chief who was kneeling on the ground, then slightly raised his head, and glanced at the angry villagers standing around watching, as if at this moment, if he didn't help, he would be the sinner of the whole village.

    Suddenly, he smiled, from the beginning of a light smile, to a long smile, laughing so much that tears fell down, I don't know if he was crying for his current situation, or because he spent his whole life guarding the whole village, his bones were still cold  Feeling sad for the mother who no one cares about.

    "Flowers are similar every year, and people are different every year. After more than 20 years, you are still the same, but I am not my mother. I will not bear all this for you. Whoever planted the cause will bear it  fruit."

    The uncle opened his mouth slowly, and when he closed his words, even the village head and the surrounding villagers didn't want to see each other, so they turned and left in disappointment.

    The village chief saw that the threat was useless to the uncle, so he didn't have the posture just now. He couldn't wait to stand up from the ground. He couldn't wait, and he chased the uncle, trying to stop him from leaving, but in  Crawling behind my uncle, and when he was within reach of raising his hand, he suddenly retreated.

    ? At that time, I didn't understand why the village chief didn't take a step forward. It was only after a long time that I realized that the village chief was afraid.

    A man who was borne by my grandma, left home in anger at a young age, returned ten years later, entered university and became famous, if he was pushed into a hurry, he would have bad luck before the village was in trouble.

    On the way home, my uncle didn't say a word, and the old man sighed again and again. It seemed that after more than 20 years, I finally understood my grandma's intentions, and realized that I had misunderstood my grandma for more than 20 years, and I didn't even have time to see her for the last time.

    When I was about to walk to the grave of my grandma, I mustered up the courage and asked my uncle: "Do you really care about the affairs of the village?"

    Unexpectedly, my uncle gave me a bitter smile: "If he is not kind, I will be unrighteous, but this is the village that your grandma has guarded all her life. If I really get angry with them and ignore them, I think, your grandma is under the nine springs."  Nor will they rest in peace."

    After saying this, the uncle suddenly walked up to grandma's spirit, bent his knees, and slammed his head heavily: "Mom, you haven't protected anything well in your life, even if I use up my life, I will protect it for you."  .¡± (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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