Tong Tiehu stared with a stern expression, his gaze sharp as a knife, "Go wherever you want, Anping Village can't tolerate such sinister people anyway."
"Village Chief, they know they've made a mistake, give them another chance. They really won't dare again. Once more, give them one more chance!" Qiao Qinghe pleaded.
"You think they really won't dare?" Tong Tiehu counter-questioned, "You didn't see what happened just now, do you know how hysterical the Sun family has become?"
Out of sympathy for his grandson, he didn't revisit the details to spare Tong Sanlang further embarrassment.
However, his tone had hardened, "Qinghe, there's no room for discussion on this issue."
"These three people have to leave Anping Village today."
"But they have nowhere to go!" Qiao Qinghe became anxious.
"Doesn't your family own farmland? They could build a shack in the field. When you exiled Changshun and his family, that's what he did," Tong Tiehu suggested.