Chapter 511 It’s not time to stop using the knife yet!
The village chief tried his best to calm the people who were making trouble, and he almost knelt down to beg them, but the situation still got worse.
The rumor that the Xu family was being sought for revenge spread like wildfire. After hearing it so many times, those who originally did not believe it began to have more doubts in their hearts.
Working on a farm is good. The wages are good and the boss is not difficult to work for. Under normal circumstances, this is a blessing that others would cry for but could not get. People from all over the place are proud to work on the farm.
But all this is based on the premise that his life is not threatened.
Now the talk of revenge seems to be both true and false. When people start to make noises, the panic will be hard to suppress.
A crowd of people gathered around the Xu family, clamoring to seek an explanation. Following the old man, Uncle Xu whispered, "Father, this isn't right."
Although it is human nature to be afraid of death, the curtain has just fallen on the life that has just been saved. Those who have experienced this catastrophe should still be immersed in the joy of escaping death. Even if they want to make a fuss, it should not be at this time.
What a coincidence.
Things are done one after another without missing a single thing, the timing is just right, and there is an indescribable strangeness everywhere.
The village chief was about to say something when he stood in front of them. Unexpectedly, the old man waved his hand, pushed Uncle Xu back, and stepped forward: "Aren't you looking for someone with the surname Xu?"
"I am."
"My real name is Xu Che. You can tell me whatever you want to say."
The farm was built by Sang Zhixia and Xu Yu. The old man never interfered in the work and seldom asked about the farm affairs. He even seldom showed up on the farm. Few outside workers knew him.
The person at the forefront looked at the old man doubtfully and asked hesitantly, "Are you from the Xu family? Can you be the owner of this farm?"
"I can."
The old man sneered, wrinkling his sleeves at some point, and said calmly, "The Sang Dongjia you're looking for is my granddaughter, and Xu Yu is my grandson."
"When they saw me, they still knelt down and kowtowed to ask for New Year's money. Of course I did it."
The old man's voice was not loud, but each word carried power, like a big palm falling on the head, making people feel sinking for no reason.
The village chief was about to say something anxiously, but Uncle Xu suddenly supported the trembling old village chief and whispered, "My father is in charge here. Please go to the side and take a rest."
The old village chief really tried his best today and was willing to do anything to recover the losses for the farm.
Uncle Xu saw with his own eyes that the old village chief led his men to rush into the burning granary again and again, just to carry out one more bag of rice.
Uncle Xu was filled with gratitude, and before the old village chief could say anything to refuse, he said softly, "The migrant workers are making a fuss, but our own villagers haven't said anything yet."
"If there's any trouble in the village, everyone's counting on you to speak up and say a few fair words. You can't make any mistakes now."
Uncle Xu hit the snake at its most vulnerable part, and his words hit the old village chief's heart.
The old village chief was startled and said immediately: "No!"
"I have to go check on the people in our village. We can't let them show up and cause trouble again!"
Uncle Xu didn't hold on to the village chief, and he turned and walked away in a hurry.
Uncle Xu bit his lip secretly and walked closer to protect the old man to prevent anyone from losing control and hurting others.
Fortunately, although these people were clamoring to leave, they did not have the courage to hurt anyone. They just surrounded the old man and made a fuss.
"We told you when we first came here that it's up to us to stay or leave. If we don't want to work anymore, you have to pay us your wages!"
"Yes! Besides wages, there's also money for medicine!"
"I suffered such a disaster, all because of your family, you must give me the money for medical treatment!"
The old man stood quietly listening without saying a word. When the noisy shouting in the crowd had almost died down, he nodded and said, "Since you've done the work, you should be paid. You've damaged your skin for my property, so this should also be considered as what you deserve."
"Your conditions are reasonable. I agree."
The person who spoke first didn't expect the old man to agree so quickly. He was stunned for a moment and asked suspiciously, "You really agreed?"
"When will you give me this money?"
The old man said two words crisply: "Now."
The crowd fell silent for a moment. The old man said to Uncle Xu in a good-natured manner, "Now, find a clean, open space at the entrance of the farm. Ask your Uncle Xu to bring the roster over. Mark your names on the roster and you'll get paid now."
"Also, invite your uncle Hu over. He will diagnose and treat the injured person and prescribe the appropriate medicine. He will also estimate the total amount of silver needed for recovery and give it to him."
Uncle Xu nodded without hesitation and said, "If you want to get paid and leave, come with me now!"
"Those with serious injuries should line up first. A doctor will prescribe medicine for you! My family will pay for the medicine! We will never let you down!"
The people who were making the fuss were simply worried that they would want to break the contract at the last minute and would not get the money they deserved.
But the old man's behavior was so decisive that many people looked at each other quietly for a moment, and were speechless.
The old man seemed oblivious to the changing expressions of these people. He said calmly, "The cause of today's fire is still unknown. Even though I am the oldest and most active member of the Xu family, I cannot offer a clear explanation at this moment. I cannot explain much more. You will know the truth when we investigate it in the future."
"But the Xu family has been here for several years and has never done anything evil. This is something that everyone can see. I am not exaggerating. Whether the revenge story is a fabrication or true, I believe that everyone has their own opinions. You can all make up your own minds."
"But you can rest assured. Although the farm has suffered a hard time today, we appreciate the hard work you have put into it and will not cause any trouble at this time."
"When fate comes, we gather; when fate ends, we part. Today, you and I will act according to our hearts, but we only hope that we can part ways amicably."
"Alright, those who want to leave, go and get your names on the roster and get your silver. Those who don't want to leave, follow my instructions. Everyone, disperse."
After the old man finished speaking, he took a step forward to leave. The person standing in front seemed to be struggling, but the old man's light glance made him lose his nerve.
The old man has been on the battlefield for half his life, killing countless people. The murderous look bursting from his eyes is terrifying. Just one glance makes people feel as if the tip of a knife has pierced their neck, and cold sweat breaks out.
The people at the front had pale faces and were speechless. The old man walked out of the crowd with his hands behind his back, and what met his eyes on the other side was a heartbreaking scene of chaos.
It's really ruined.
The work that Sang Zhixia and Xu Yu had spent countless efforts on was more than half destroyed in a fire today.
All that can be seen now is the devastation after the fire. If Sang Zhixia saw such a scene, I wonder how heartbroken she would be.
The old man exhaled slowly, looked at Cheng Qi who had come up behind him at some point, and said, "How is your master?"
According to the Xu family's rules, one must serve whoever is the master and must not obey orders other than those of the master.
Although the old man is the ancestor of the Xu family, he is indeed someone who cannot order Sang Zhixia around.
After all, after returning from Shu, Cheng Qi and others became secret guards who only obeyed the orders of Sang Zhixia.
Cheng Qi lowered his eyebrows and said respectfully, "Master, there is Old Qi playing chess with you. Everything is fine."
"My master told me to tell you that there's no rush. Please go home and rest first. Over here..."
"go home?"
The old man sneered, his eyes blazing with anger, and every word he said was filled with coldness: "My granddaughter was bullied in front of me, and I can still lie down?"
"check!"
"We must find out who did this!"
"It's time to let these ignorant people know that my old bones are not so weak that I can't lift a knife or chop off heads!"
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