The village head glanced at everyone, narrowed his eyes, and said, "How do you know the persimmons have grown mold?"

The villagers below remained silent. Lin Lizheng glanced at the workers in the workshop behind him, and several of them immediately lowered their heads guiltily.

Lin Lizheng snorted and spoke again: "The persimmons have grown mold, but we have found out the reason. It was because Uncle Ma did not close the window when it rained last night, causing the persimmons to get wet and damp. Although Uncle Ma is my wife's uncle, I dealt with him fairly, dismissed him from his job, and made his family compensate him for the loss of the persimmons."

Someone interrupted the village head, saying, "Village head, we've found out why the persimmons are moldy, but we can't guarantee that they won't have other problems next time. No, we want a refund, give us our money back."

"Yes, refund our money! Give us our money back... We're quitting..."

"......"

Lin Li's chest heaved with anger at these people: "You! You... a bunch of ungrateful bastards..."

The village headwoman rushed over to help him calm down: "Old man, don't get upset. These people are ungrateful. Just return the money to them. We're not doing this anymore... What are you doing, working so hard every day at your age?"

Song Anxin looked at the group of people, her eyes slightly closed. Most of the people shouting were outsiders, while most of the Lin family members were observing but their faces were full of conflict.

She seemed to have a general idea of ​​what was going on.

At this moment, Lin the Drunkard staggered out, slurring his words, "You, who's upset my uncle? You sons of bitches, come out here! This business hasn't even gotten off the ground yet and you're already causing trouble, you deserve to be poor! Uncle, I... I... hiccup... I support you..."

After finishing his sentence, Lin the Drunkard collapsed, a smile still lingering on his lips, though it was unclear what he was thinking. His wife and Shi Tou had told him that Lin's second sister-in-law's family earned far more money than they imagined, and that following Lin's second sister-in-law was definitely the right thing to do. Anyway, whoever gave him money to drink was the boss; his uncle had taken care of him since childhood, and he could talk back, but no one could bully him.

Lin Dazhuang and Erzhuang, who were standing behind the village head, quickly moved him aside. The village head glanced at his nephew with disdain, sighed, and said nothing. In the end, his nephew still stood on his side.

Song Anxin now understood why the village head had always kept an eye on Lin the Drunkard. Although he usually liked to dance, he really stepped up when the village head had something to do!

Song Anxin composed herself and slowly began to speak: "Listen to me, everyone. I believe the village head has already told you that in business, there are gains and losses. No one can guarantee that you will make money if you start a business. If you want to make money, why are you investing money in a business?"

Her face slowly turned cold: "Since I already told you, and you put your fingerprints on the paper when you paid, this money is non-refundable. However,"

She abruptly changed the subject, her eyes turning sharp: "I can make an exception and return this money to you. However, anyone who has received a refund today will never be allowed to participate in any future business operations run by Linjia Village. Whether you make a profit or a loss will be irrelevant to you for the rest of your lives!"

Song Anxin suddenly exuded her aura, and the people below looked at each other in bewilderment. What should they do now? They had only come because the clan leader had told them to, but they never expected such serious consequences.

At this moment, a member of the Lin family came out and said, "Second Aunt, Village Head, we won't refund the money. Let them refund it. I trust you and the Village Head."

"That's right, everyone in the Lin family supports you and the village head."

At this moment, Lin Erxi rushed over and shouted, "Grandpa Village Head, Second Aunt, my mother and all the aunties, grandmas and grandmothers in the duck egg workshop support you. My mother said, let's not give them a damn!"

Song Anxin's lips curled into a smile. Now it had become a conflict between the Lin family and the outsiders in Lin Family Village. These old foxes should be showing their faces by now. Lin Family Village had been poor for generations, and now suddenly there was a collective business of the Lin Family Village, which had raised a considerable amount of capital. The workshop was controlled by the Lin family. How could these outsiders not have their eyes on it?

Sure enough, the Liu family patriarch stepped forward and said, "You're all making a scene! We're also from Linjia Village, and of course we have to fully support any business the village is initiating. What are you all doing here making such a fuss over something as small as persimmons growing moldy!"

Clan Chief Fang also stepped forward: "Ahem, brother, these young ones are ignorant. Don't take it to heart and ruin your health. If anyone in my Fang family dares to return the money, our clan will disown him!"

Then several clan leaders, both big and small, jumped out, all saying similar things, supporting the persimmon business and cursing their own people.

Some people were bewildered and said, "Hey, clan leader, didn't you tell me to come and demand an explanation?!"

Chief Liu glared at him and said, "I called you here to ask what happened, and the village head said the problem has been solved. What are you still shouting about!"

The man was puzzled. Didn't you tell me to come and get a refund? But seeing his clan leader glaring at him like that, he didn't dare say anything more.

Lin Lizheng knew perfectly well what was going on when he saw all these old guys showing up. He snorted and said, "If you have something to say, just come and talk to me. Why make the young people take the lead? They're getting more and more cunning with age!"

Several clan chiefs nervously touched their noses. When Chief Liu spoke, they also wanted to say that they could just talk to the village head directly, but Chief Liu said that the village head wouldn't agree unless they were forced to. He said that when the time came, they would come out and play the good guy to negotiate with the villagers and then take the opportunity to put forward their own conditions, and it would definitely be possible to reach an agreement.

Unexpectedly, the second sister-in-law of the Lin family actually said she would back down. They had no choice but to leave early. Lin Lizheng saw through their plan and secretly glared at Chief Liu. Chief Liu was furious when he saw the other chiefs glaring at him. He thought to himself, "Damn it, I'm not trying to get any benefits for you guys."

Lin Lizheng said, "Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang, go and call the other clan leaders over as well. If you want to talk, talk together."

"Brothers, come in and wait for those other brothers."

Several clan leaders also walked inside reluctantly. They felt they had wronged the Lin family in this matter, and hoped that the village head would be magnanimous and not hold it against them.

Chief Liu was even angrier. Why were these people acting like cowards again, making it seem like he was the only bad guy? Fine, fine, he'd just have to act like a coward too.

Seeing that the clan chiefs and village head had gone inside, the villagers who had come to cause trouble were also confused. What should they do next? Would they get their money back?

All that could be heard from inside were the voices of the clan leaders: "Go back to your deaths!"

The villagers who had gathered immediately dispersed. On their way back, some villagers from other families were even more confused about what they had come for. The Lin family villagers were also completely bewildered, as if they had just watched a farcical spectacle.