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Chapter 122: Miss is gone

"Clan leader, I..."

Lin Dazhu stood and let the clan leader scold him. He has been an old scalper for so many years.

Mrs. Lin is making trouble.

The patriarch waved his hand and said impatiently: "You don't need to say anything, your mother-in-law hit people with a stick in front of me. I saw that I am not blind."

Let’s look at Liu Xiangxiang, mother and son, they are all in trouble.

Mrs. Lin was the only one with a clean face.

What else is there to say.

"Okay, three hundred dollars and a chicken. Pay compensation to the Lu family."

The patriarch is concise and clear, with clear rewards and punishments.

Day by day, he was dealing with the Lin family's troubles. He was the patriarch of the Lin family, and he only did the things that wiped the butt.

He saw that these people were too full!

"Three hundred big bucks, it's costing my life. I was beaten too, and I don't accept it!" Old Mrs. Lin howled, asking her for money was costing her life.

"Every uncle has seen it. If my husband hadn't helped me in time, I'm afraid I wouldn't be here now."

"I just want to ask if Granny Lin has any grudge against me. She is trying to smear my reputation and come to make a fuss when I come back."

Lu Lingxi said that her reputation was so bad because of Mrs. Lin's contribution.

"You little bitch, you grab me, oh, my body hurts so much." Old Mrs. Lin wanted people to see her wounds, and then she discovered that the most painful parts of her body were her waist and thighs.

These are places that no one can look at!!!!!

Fighting eagles all day long will eventually lead to being pecked!!

You little bitch, plot against her!

Old Mrs. Lin stretched out her hand and pulled it away. Liu Cuihua stood beside her and acted like a transparent person.

"This loss of money/goods is all caused by you."

Mrs. Lin was ruthless in her attack. She gave me three hundred dollars and her fat chicken.

"Stop, you dare to hit someone in front of me."

The patriarch said coldly, his sharp eyes scanning Lin Dazhu.

Disappointed! Just disappointed!

He didn't believe that as Mrs. Lin's pillow, Lin Dazhu really didn't know what Mrs. Lin had been doing for so many years.

There were also things that Mrs. Lin took back. Well, the patriarch's eyes fell on Lin Dazhu's slightly new shoes.

He himself was still wearing old shoe uppers with patches piled on top of each other.

Lin Dazhu is the one who instigated this, so honest ass.

The patriarch sneered: "Hurry up, pay the compensation, and everyone will go back to their homes."

"Lin Dazhu, Mo is not even a man. If you dare to do something, don't do it right."

Under the clan leader's sharp gaze, Lin Dazhu always felt like he was being seen through.

There was a bit of confusion on his honest face. He rubbed his hands, rummaged through the cabinets and took out three hundred dollars and a fat chicken.

Old Mrs. Lin rushed forward and howled: "My chicken is going to die."

"No!"

"What a fool." The clan leader didn't give them a chance at all.

"If you keep making trouble, go back to your parents' house!"

Lin Dazhu roared, his honest face suddenly turned ferocious.

Damn old woman, it's useless to die. She paid three hundred yuan and got a chicken. His heart was bleeding.

Old Mrs. Lin was frightened and did not dare to howl any more. She was quite old and her brothers were all grandfathers, so there was no place for her in her natal family.

Lin Qingqing, who was driven into the mountains without even having lunch, had no idea that she had won a great battle.

Even if she is here, she is just Mrs. Lin's punching bag.

Lin Qingqing was digging wild vegetables, and what she was thinking about was the meat. The smell of the Lu family's meat almost confused her.
Chapter completed!
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