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Chapter 512 Compensation

Uncle Gong Jian curled his lips. Just as he was about to retort, he saw the members of Wang San's family staring at him. It was as if if he said no, the whole family would come forward and beat him up.

He got through it himself. Only then did he realize that he was now at a complete disadvantage, surrounded by people from Wang San's family.

It's not like this now. In the morning, when he held the table leg in his hand and beat his youngest son majestically, now if he makes trouble, he will be the one who gets beaten. Uncle Gong Jian also had to recognize the reality and slowly lowered his temper.

That head said with a sigh of relief.

"Well, otherwise, I will pay a little less for Wang San's rent this year. For the two acres of land, I will pay 30/20 for this year."

His last words had to be squeezed out from his mouth almost like gnashing of teeth. For Uncle Gong Jian, it was like cutting off his flesh. However, when the people around him heard his words, they couldn't help but feel...

They all let out a snort of disdain.

You must know that the rent for those two acres of land can only be collected at four taels of silver. But Uncle Gong Jian's clever calculation obviously caused the loss of the harvest of three acres of land, but only reduced the rent by half.

Without waiting for Wang San and his mother-in-law to raise any objections, the rest of his family were already furious. At this time, what they wanted to do was to give Uncle Gong Jian a good beating to relieve his anger, and then wait until he was subdued.

I think it will be easier to discuss the rent issue later.

So although no one gave orders, the dozen or so people all took a step forward in the direction of Uncle Gong Jian.

This action startled Uncle Gong Jian. He hurriedly jumped up, ran behind the old village chief, hid himself behind the village chief, and shouted: "Ouch, ouch, we're going to kill someone.

Village chief, village chief, please help me."

At this time, I have to say that Uncle Gong Jian's shouting is more skillful than that of his younger son Gong Yaozu. You see, he hasn't even been beaten yet. He has already found the biggest supporter, and he is shouting loudly.

The voice was definitely not lower than his son's shout, for fear that others would not be able to hear him.

Over there, the village chief saw the situation in front of him and hurriedly reached out to stop Wang San's family. After all, in front of him, he could not let this matter develop to the point of taking action, otherwise everything in the village would be ruined in the future.

If we rely on force to solve the problem, there is no room for reasoning.

The village chief is also very disdainful of Uncle Gong Jian's behavior. After all, he has lost the harvest of three acres of land, and you actually made people pay three and a half rents for such a frivolous sentence. This cannot be justified no matter how you say it.

Looking at his cowardly appearance, the old village chief has no choice. He is just a piece of meat. What do you want him to do? With such a person in the village, the village chief feels that he, the village chief, is shameless.

Light.

Fortunately, this family is a special case in the village, and the others are quite honest. Otherwise, the village chief feels that he should have declined the position of village chief long ago and let others take the job. He really has no way to manage such villagers.

But now, he had to open his mouth to find a way to adjust the conflict between the two parties. He called Wang San and said in a consultative tone: "Look at the boss of the Gong family, he doesn't know about it either. His mother-in-law sold this land, and he was completely

I don’t know. He treats his five acres of land like a treasure. He sees it in his eyes. If he knew about it, he probably wouldn’t sell it directly, so you should calm down."

Wang San over there couldn't help but sigh. If there weren't other neighbors nearby who could prove what Uncle Gong Jian said, he would almost think that Uncle Gong Jian and his mother-in-law were acting out.

But then he remembered that this was the five acres of land owned by the Gong family. Uncle Gong Jian regarded it like a golden chicken, waiting for him to lay golden eggs. How could it be sold so easily?

If he wanted to sell it, he would definitely sell the other acres of land. Thinking about it, he was really pitiful and was completely kept in the dark. So Wang San also sighed and expressed his respect for Uncle Gong Jian.

Sympathy, but then he said.

"Village Chief, everyone here definitely doesn't want this to happen, but it's already like this, and there's nothing we can do about it. But if it's like Boss Gong said, we'll be asked to pay three and a half rent this year.

If we only have two acres of land, we won't do it.

It's already past the planting time, and we have no choice now to rent land from other families. He just reduced the rent by half a tael. This is to watch our family go hungry.

He will die. By then, our family will not let him go even if he is a ghost."

Wang San said these words to the village chief. There was nothing he could do about it. Uncle Gong Jian was hiding behind the village chief and Wang San couldn't talk to him directly.

Wang San was also forced and had no choice. The spring sowing had long passed, and now the seeds had grown into seedlings. Even if he found someone else to rent the land, he would not have time to cultivate this season's food.

After listening to what he said, Uncle Gong Jian also felt a chill on his back. He always felt like a cold wind was coming from behind his ears. He was really a little scared this time when he saw the village chief looking at him again.

He also knew the village chief's attitude from his eyes, so he had to speak again.

"Well, let's do this, I, I'll give in some more. You can just pay three taels of silver this year, but it can't be any less. This is my minimum limit.

If you still don't agree, why don't we go to the government and arrest that woman? You can kill or chop her to death. But the money must not be less. Otherwise, otherwise, I won't be able to use the two acres of land next year.

I've rented it to you."

Wang San and his mother-in-law looked at each other, and then turned to look at Uncle Gong Jian, who was almost standing behind the village chief. His legs were trembling, and he wanted to be completely pressed against the village chief. He could only stand there with the support of others.

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The two of them also knew that this iron cock was driven to the extreme. Just as he said, he pushed his mother-in-law out. Could it be that their own family really beat his mother-in-law to death like he said?

No, even people from the same village cannot do such a thing.

The two of them had no choice but to nod. The more important thing now is how to solve the problem of food shortage at home. The family left here in a hurry.

The two families have reached an agreement, but Wang San and his family have already decided in their hearts that they will not be able to do it this year, but next year they will be beaten to death, and if someone gives them money, they will not continue to rent the house of uncle Gongjian.

Those two acres of land. (To be continued)


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