The village chief and the patriarch looked at each other, feeling that things were becoming more and more out of their control.

"Ahem, okay, Liu Erya, you shut up for me, since you don't want to take the money out, that's it. That's all for today! Let's go back, everyone! The village chief spoke.

Seeing that things were about to get out of control, Liu Erya said a few more words and was about to arouse public anger.

He can only accept it now when he sees it, and quickly evacuate with the masses, and this matter is left here and not dealt with.

"It's getting late, let's go back quickly. I'll have to work in the fields tomorrow! "One of the patriarchs said.

The people stood there, not moving, and had no intention of leaving.

"Village, patriarchs and uncles, about the rich man's donation of money, we all want to know the specific situation clearly." Someone was the first to ask.

"Yes, we all want to know where the money from the rich people goes. Why hasn't our ancestral hall been repaired yet, why hasn't our road been paved yet! ”

Many of the crowd chimed in.

The faces of the village and the patriarchs became extremely ugly.

"I'm sorry everyone! It's me who didn't take care of the money! The village suddenly began to wail, and tears continued to flow from the old face.

He stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, and said to the big guy with a guilty look: "All the money was kept in my house, but one day the village was robbed, and the thieves broke into my house in the middle of the night, beat me, and robbed me of all the money in my house!" Woowoo woo ......"

"I'm an old bone, but I'm not afraid of being beaten to death by him, but that money is the common wealth of our whole village! So I fought the thief desperately, and in the end I still didn't beat the thief, and I was cut off on the arm by the thief. Big guy, look at it, this is the mark of the thief who cut me that day! Until now, it has not taken root well, and it hurts when it rains on a cloudy day! ”

As he spoke, the patriarch pulled his sleeves, revealing half of his old arm.

There was a scar on that arm.

It looks like it's been months, and although the scar has healed, it still looks a little shocking.

When everyone saw the scar, they immediately felt sympathy.

In fact, the scar was cut by his lover's husband when he went to the town in the middle of the night to look for his lover.

This arm has hurt for a long time in the past few months, and he was very annoyed, but now he is very glad that he has this scar on his arm! Otherwise, it won't be easy to talk today.

"I know that I have lost everyone's property, and the ancestral hall of the whole village has no money to repair and the roads to be paved. It's all my fault! I am willing to sell my land and all my belongings. Compensate everyone for their money. Pave the way for the whole village to build an ancestral hall! ”

As he spoke, the village looked pitiful.

The masses are easily brainwashed and fooled.

Sympathy for the old man quickly developed.

"Village Chief, you don't have to be like this! We all know that you've done your best to protect your money, and you're still hurt! If you want to blame, you can only blame the thief for being too powerful! ”

"Our village is very poor, all rely on those two acres of land to make a living, the village, your family has more than a dozen people, if you sell the land, what will your family eat?" Don't sell the land! ”

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