Chapter 1652： rogue

Uncle Mo has already informed the whole village about this redemption method, and most of the villagers are still very happy. After all, no one forced them to sell the trees back then, and even if they did not sell the trees, the trees would not survive, and they must have been cut down and burned. WWW.SUIMENG.lā

Now I can give them half of it, and I am very content!

Most of the villagers took the money and lined up to redeem the tree. Mo Xiuyuan took out a stack of papers. For every money they paid for one family, they would add the words for redeeming half of the tree. The official seal of the village committee, this matter is done.

As for the trees on the mountain, because they were all about the same size, Yan Mingshun decided to divide them as long as they had half the number, and they would no longer be written on the receipt.

The procedure was very simple, and it didn't take long for most of it to be done. Some of the villagers who redeemed the tree were all laughing from ear to ear.

By the fall, they can harvest pecans, and that's a lot of money!

There were still a few villagers who had not completed the formalities. Wang Fengzhen brought out melon seeds, peanuts and pecans for the big guys to eat. The Mo's yard was very lively.

"There are only six trees in my family. Uncle Baishan will return them all to our family?" someone begged.

Grandpa Mo was smoking a hookah, and said dissatisfiedly: "Everyone is half, why should I pay you back?"

This man's face is not very friendly. He is tall and big, and it is Mo Dabao's father, Mo Jingui, who is full of flesh, but doesn't like to work. It was too clean, and the villagers kept him away.

Mo Jingui's face changed, and he said a few good words, but Grandpa Mo didn't bother to pay attention to him, and just smoked.

The old village chief scolded: "Mo Jingui, don't be too greedy, even if Mo Baishan's family doesn't return these trees to you, no one can say a word, and now they are kind enough to give you half of it, what are you talking about? ? No matter how long-winded you are, you won't be able to return a single one!"

Mo Jingui sneered: "Why don't you return it to me? You have occupied my tree for so many years, and your stomach is full. If you don't return my tree, be careful of retribution!"

Grandpa Mo's face sank, and when he got up, he smashed a cigarette pot on his head. His cigarette pot was made of copper, and it was so heavy that it made Mo Jingui scream, and he was about to fight back in exasperation.

The eldest cousins ​​Mo Zhiyuan and Mo Wendong both rushed up, grabbed one arm, and shouted, "Are you looking for death? You dare to be wild at my house, and I will beat you to death!"

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Before Mo Wendong's fist landed on Mo Jingui, the guy screamed like killing a pig, sat down on the ground, folded his arms and said it was broken, with a rogue look on his face.

Mo Wendong was out of temper. He saw his eyes were burning, and he kicked Mo Jingui with one kick, "You dare to be a rogue in my house, I'll kick you **** to death!"

Uncle Mo and Uncle Mo hugged him together, "Don't fall for this bastard's trick!"

Meimei was also angry with this scoundrel, and her heart was not enough to swallow an elephant. She found Mo Jingui's from a pile of documents, pointed to the following sentence and said aloud: "It was all agreed at the beginning, after selling the tree, it will not be the same. Don't regret it, and don't make trouble, you have pressed your handprint yourself, open your eyes to see clearly!"

She put the slip in front of Mo Jingui and wanted him to see the handprint she pressed.

Mo Jingui's eyesight is very good, and the red handprints are in front of him, how can he not see it, he immediately became angry, he pushed his eyebrows away, and scolded: "Our Mo family's housework, what are you talking about as an outsider? ?go away!"