"No, no, we are not slaves. You can't do this. We are the ones who have taken care of your parents." Mrs. Tang shouted unwillingly.
Tang Daihui also shouted angrily at everyone: "Don't add fuel to the fire. No matter what, I have treated you well over the years, so why bother adding insult to injury like this?"
He looked at Tang Nanxi again: "Even if we make mistakes, we still have merit. You can't treat us as slaves, we are not slaves!"
Everyone looked at Tang Daihui: Are their families slaves?
Tang Nanxi said disdainfully: "It's good that you took care of my parents, but didn't you get paid?"
Of course they have received the reward!
When Tang Erniu was alive, Tang Erniu was compensated, but after Tang Erniu and his wife left, they were paid by themselves - over the years, all the profits from the 350 acres of land were in their hands.
Tang Erniu left when he was ninety-one years old, and his wife left half a year earlier than him. Now, even Tang Nanchun is one hundred and four years old. In total, they have already taken over the land of the Tang family's second house for thirty-three years.
Profit.
Tang Nanxi glanced at everyone and said, "You have taken care of my parents, but my parents have already paid you, so don't make excuses for taking care of my parents. What you did to my brother makes me unhappy."
At this moment, a voice came over: "They should indeed take responsibility for what they did."
Everyone followed the sound and saw a middle-aged man walking this way.
"Hey, the village chief is here."
"Didn't the village chief go to his daughter's house in the town yesterday? Didn't he come back so early?"
"You must have heard the news that Sister Tang, the rich man, is back."
"Village chief, you are here."
"Good morning, village chief."
"Hello, village chief!"
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Village Chief Niu came over and saw Tang Nanxi, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. But thinking that the person in front of him was an immortal, he immediately bowed and saluted: "Well, Master Tang Nanxi is well."
Tang Nanxi returned the salute: "Hello, village chief."
The village chief looked at Tang Daihui: "I told you a long time ago that you should treat Mr. Tang well, but you just didn't listen."
There were several immortal masters in the family, and none of them were supported by the immortal master's family, but this Tang Daihui actually dared to bully Tang Nanchun, an old and weak man, by virtue of his large number of grandchildren. He did not expect that this old and weak man also had a
Fairy sister, a fairy sister.
Tang Daihui was extremely depressed.
He has also heard people say that although the Tang family has produced several immortal cultivators, his sister is already dead, he himself has been crippled, and his sister is also missing. In all likelihood, she is also dead.
Otherwise, why hasn’t it appeared?
He only believed what others said before he dared to deal with that old ghost Tang. Otherwise, knowing that his sister was still alive, how could he dare to deal with Tang Nanchun, make him sick, and carry him to the servants' room to fend for himself?
He wanted to beg Tang Nanxi to let him stay, but it was a bit difficult for someone who was used to being a master to lower his head and beg for help.
Tang Nanxi suddenly raised his hand, said hello to the village chief, and said, "My yard is for sale. I'm offering one hundred silver coins. Does the village chief plan to buy it?"
The village chief was stunned. He came here to take a look after hearing that Tang Nanchun's sister was back.
But what's going on with selling the yard? Moreover, the yard is so big, with so many rooms, and the site is so big. To build such a big and good yard, you can't do it without five hundred silver coins, right?
Only one hundred silver coins? One silver coin is one tael. Can you buy a big yard with one hundred taels of silver?