Drunk

Wei Ting returned from the field at almost dark. It had been an hour since Su Yuan left, and the news of the Su family stealing Su Cheng's jade pendant had also spread.

The villagers gathered at the entrance of the village in twos and threes or at their own entrance. The atmosphere was incomparably intense. Those who did not know would think that something big had happened in the village.

In fact, it was indeed a big deal.

An old man with a white beard sighed. "Sigh, the heavens are good. No wonder he keeps coming to extort us. Don't we owe him?"

Back then, Su Cheng's jade pendant was used to exchange for those grains. The villagers owed Su Cheng a favor.

Had Su Cheng really extorted a lot over the years? No.

He had only extorted a few copper coins. How much food had they eaten back then?

At the mention of food, another infuriating thing happened.