What?!
The village chief and clan elders were all stunned. They only earned more than 50 yuan a year, and the pen suddenly became so expensive.
"No, let her take it out. She absolutely cannot take the pen!" The elder immediately stepped forward and knocked on the door. "Yang Guihua, come out immediately and bring out the pen you took, or the tribe will arrange for you to be divorced."
When Gong Laoer heard that the pen that Aunt Gong had was so expensive, he wondered when he could pawn it.
The elders knocked on the door. Old Man Gong wanted to return the pen, but was stopped by Old Man Gong.
"Dad, didn't everyone say that Dalang should pay back the money? Wouldn't it be nice if we could sell it for a little more money?" Gong Laoer continued.
Old Man Gong and Aunt Gong understood that if they didn't return the pen, they would no longer have Gong Changzheng as their son.
The village chief and several clan elders understood Zong Li's meaning, but the sixth clan elder wanted to give it a try, and after being stared at by his eldest brother for a long time, he finally chose to compromise.
"Forget it, village chief, just sign it. It's early morning now, don't delay Dalang and this young comrade from going back!" The six elders gave up persuading him. They had lost their last support.
After the village chief and several elders signed, Zong Li handed a document to the village chief.
"Village chief, this will stay in the village and the clan. From now on, the people of the Gong family will have nothing to do with Captain Gong." When Zong Li was assigned to come over, Lin Zitao specifically told him not to say a word and to leave after finishing his business.
Zong Li got into the co-pilot seat, and Gong Changzheng stood in front of the village chief and the elders. He saluted the elders.
"Village chief, uncles, I ask that you, for the sake of my grandfather and I's contributions to this village, please take good care of my grandfather and grandmother's graves after I leave," Gong Changzheng said to them. "I probably won't come back to the village. Even if I come to visit them, I'll go straight into the mountains."
The village chief stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Live a good life in the barracks in the future, and don't think about home anymore."
"Yes!" Gong Changzheng spoke to the elders, got in the car and left the village.
The village chief and the elders looked at the car going away and lamented that the last support of Gongjia Village was gone.
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