I made a dime from selling tangerines and you call me heartless?

Chapter 166: Lord Jiang upholds justice and beats up his unworthy descendants
Mr. Jiang is holding a pipe.

He knocked hard on the sole of his shoe twice, making a loud noise.

Then he looked at Jiang Hai with a look of disappointment.

"You guys."

"Isn't this nonsense?"

"How much money other people make is their own business. What does it have to do with you?"

"What qualifications do you have to ask for money?"

Jiang Hai was scolded like a grandson, he lowered his head and said nothing.

But in fact, although Jiang Hai is in his forties or fifties, he is indeed the grandson of Jiang Taigong.

After being scolded, Jiang Hai quietly defended himself.
"Grandpa."

"This is all caused by Jiang Bangcai when he was here. Tell me..."

Jiang Taigong glared.
"You said you didn't have that idea."

"You dare to say that you don't have this idea either."

"I have lived for so many years, old man. I don't have any other skills, but I still have some ability to judge people."

"You dare to stand in front of me and pat your chest and say you don't have such an idea."

Jiang Hai was silent.

How could he not have this idea?

Just kidding, it was just that as an accountant at the time, it was not convenient for him to show up.

Accounting.

That little abacus is the most accurate in calculations.

"Grandpa."

"Now what?"

"You have to make the decision for all of us."

"We can't just watch such a large factory being built in Shunjiang Village."

Jiang Hai whispered again,
"Go and tell Jiang Yong about it."

“Let them move the factory back.”

"We can swear that we can let bygones be bygones as long as the factory can be built in our Jiangjia Village."

"Grandpa, our village will have a factory, and we will have money in the future. Haven't you always wanted to build an ancestral hall?"

ancestral hall.

This is what many older generations think.

Especially in villages where surnames are the main source of income, the tablets can be placed in the ancestral hall a hundred years later, which means that the deceased can return to their roots and enjoy the blood and food of future generations.

But Jiangjia Village is too poor.

Not to mention building an ancestral hall, even many families had trouble making ends meet in the past few years.

Where would we get the money to build an ancestral hall?
But once the factory is established in Jiangjia Village, the lives of the people in Jiangjia Village will gradually improve.

If you have spare money, you can of course build a ancestral hall.

Mention the ancestral hall.

Jiang Taigong's expression finally relaxed.

But...still didn't agree.

At this moment, Jiang Hai's phone suddenly rang.

When I took it out and looked at it, it turned out to be Jiang An calling. Could something have happened?
"Grandpa, I have to take a call first, can you please think about it..."

Jiang Hai took the phone and walked out of the yard.

Outside the yard.

Jiang Guihua was squatting on the ground playing with her cell phone.

When he saw Jiang Hai coming out, he quickly looked up and asked,

"Haizi."

"How about it?"

"Did Grandpa agree?"

"Not yet, take a call first."

Jiang Hai answered the call directly.

But the next moment, Jiang An's anxious voice came from inside.

"Village Chief...Brother Hai...Brother Hai...please come quickly..."

"Something's happened...it might be something serious."

"More than a hundred people from Shunjiang Village surrounded us."

The rivers and seas were struck by lightning.

The cell phone fell to the ground with a thud.

rough.

It's really a big deal.

"Haizi..."

Jiang Guihua stood up and said in surprise,
"what happened?"

"problem occurs?"

Jiang Hai beat his chest and stamped his feet, his thighs almost breaking.

"What the hell was I thinking, to let so many of them go to Shunjiang Village to look for someone?"

"rough."

If a fight only breaks out between the two villages, his role as village chief will be over.

"Quick, let's go."

"Hurry to Shunjiang Village. Something big happened?"

Jiang Hai was extremely anxious.

At this time, Jiang Taigong came out from the yard with a cane.

"What happened? You look flustered."

"Grandpa."

Jiang Hai was anxious.
"In the village..."

"What happened in the village?"

Jiang Taigong frowned and asked,
"What did you ask them to do?"

"I……"

Facing Mr. Jiang's gaze, Jiang Hai could only bite the bullet and say,

"Today, there are trucks transporting construction materials to Shunjiang Village. I guess Jiang Che should be with him, so..." "So I asked the villagers to go to Shunjiang Village to invite Jiang Che back..."

"There must be some misunderstanding."

"Now the people from Shunjiang Village have surrounded them. I'm afraid they will start fighting."

"You..."

Jiang Taigong raised his walking stick and wanted to hit Jiang Hai.

But in the end, he still said with regret,
"You..."

"This is really going to be a disaster."

"quick……"

"Take me with you."

"well……"

Jiang Hai nodded quickly.

Together with Jiang Guihua, they supported Jiang Taigong and left quickly.

Fortunately, their motorcycle was parked not far away.

only……

After all, this is the coldest time of the year.

Even young people would shiver with cold when riding on motorcycles.

Not to mention someone like Jiang Taigong who is over a hundred years old.

"Grandpa."

"It may be a little cold, please hold on to me."

Jiang Hai gave some instructions and drove away directly.

Cold wind.

Face slap.

The beard of Jiang Taigong was blown all over the place.

Finally, after more than ten minutes, we arrived outside the yard of the old village chief of Shunjiang Village.

at this time.

More and more people gathered here.

There are already nearly three hundred people.

A completely dark place.

The people from Jiangjia Village were surrounded in the innermost part, and they all looked very unhappy.

The sound of a motorcycle was heard.

Jiang Hai finally arrived with Jiang Taigong.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Hai shouted.

Scalp numbness.

The people of Shunjiang Village remained indifferent.

The people in Jiangjia Village all showed joy.

"village head."

But when they saw the old man following behind Jiang Hai, their faces turned ugly again.

"Grandpa..."

"Mr. Jiang is here."

The old village chief of Shunjiang Village also changed his expression.

Mr. Jiang was leaning on a cane.

Walk towards the center step by step.

When the people of Shunjiang Village saw that it was him, they quickly made way and shouted,

"Emperor Jiang."

"Grandpa..."

It's not just Jiangjia Village.

Even in Shunjiang Village.

There are still many people who know Jiang Taigong.

"Grandpa, why are you here..."

It was not until Mr. Jiang walked into the encirclement that the people of Jiangjia Village hurried over to meet him.

But who would have thought...

But Jiang Taigong raised his crutch and started hitting him.

He hits anyone he sees with a bang.

The people in Jiangjia Village were beaten so hard that they covered their heads.

Upon seeing this scene, the people of Shunjiang Village slowly retreated and gave up the venue.

"Grandpa...please stop hitting me..."

"Yes, yes, yes, stop hitting me, stop hitting me..."

"Ouch, Taigong hit me on the head, ouch..."

"I'll beat you bastards to death."

But Jiang Taigong's hands were never idle. Every time the crutch fell, it hit someone. He showed no mercy and made the person scream and run away.

"How come our generation in Jiangjia Village has produced people like you?"

"The big bully the small."

Peng.

A crutch fell directly on an old man in his sixties from Jiangjia Village.

"Rely on the old and sell the old."

Another crutch.

A middle-aged man in his forties was beaten and screamed.

"It's disrespectful to be old."

Another stick.

He almost knocked unconscious another old man in his sixties from Jiangjia Village.

"Old things are disgusting..."

……

(End of this chapter)