Chapter 577 Where Can We Rely On?

After hearing what Chief Lin said, Lin Caisang was stunned, and then her heart warmed.

Sure enough, it was different because of the surnames. Her surname was Lin, so when Chief Lin heard about the two-season rice, he would think that doing so would be bad for her reputation, while Chief Ya only thought about what benefits he could get.

"Also, it was a good thing that your seventh uncle's family met me at that time. I didn't let her tell anyone about digging puddles. This is not a trivial matter. Even if it's a thorn fence, those young kids don't know anything. They dare to poke in the thorn pile, so what are they afraid of thorn fences? This can't be done."

When Lin Caisang was stunned, he heard Chief Lin say again.

"If other people want to dig puddles, that's their business. If you say this, if something happens to their family in the future, it will be blamed on you! You kid, why don't you think about the consequences before doing things?"

After saying that, he picked up a chopstick of food and put it in his mouth.

"That's a problem, but... I think the puddle must be dug, otherwise the second season of rice can't be planted at all." Lin Caisang said.

"This is not a matter of whether it must be dug or not."

When Lin heard her words, he glared at her, put down the bowl of rice with wine, and knocked on the table with one hand.

"Why don't you come and tell the clan leader if you have any ideas? If you have this idea earlier, the clan leader can give you some ideas."

"What the clan leader means is..."

Lin Caisang was a little confused. What other ideas could be better than what she has now?

"I..."

"Grandpa Lin, Grandma Qiubo, hey, the clan leader is here too.

Just as Lin was about to speak, he heard a voice coming from outside the hall and a figure walked in.

"It's Mo Lian, why are you here so late?" Lin turned his head and looked at him and asked.

"My house is next door, and I heard about the rice today. "

Ya Molian glanced at Lin Caisang. He was here to clean up the mess for her. This girl was really capable. She dared to say anything.

"Why, did Chief Ya ask you to come?" Chief Lin heard this and narrowed his old eyes dangerously.

If the old man surnamed Ya really dared to do something at this time, be careful that he would ask Sangsang not to let the Ya clan plant two seasons of rice.

"Has Chief Ya come here too?" Ya Molian looked at Lin Caisang.

"I met him on the way back and chatted with him for a few words." Lin Caisang said embarrassedly.

"But I didn't say anything to him. After all, my surname is Lin. I have to inform you, the chief, before I do anything. You have to nod your head and agree, right? "

She quickly added.

"You kid, tell me what you are..."

Patriarch Lin became even angrier when he heard her words, but thinking that Lin Caisang was still thinking about him, he didn't know what to say.

"Patriarch Grandpa, Brother Molian, in fact, it's not Sangsang's fault for what happened today. Aunt Tao overheard me and Sangsang when we were talking, and neither of us noticed it."

Lin Changhong saw that both Patriarch Lin and Ya Molian looked unhappy, so he explained for his sister.

"Later, there was no other way, so I told Aunt Tao a few words. At that time, Aunt Tao promised us that she would not tell anyone. Who knew that her mouth was so unreliable."

"How can a woman's mouth be reliable?" Lin Laogeng said unhappily.

Of course, he was reluctant to blame Sangsang, so he stared at his grandson Lin Changhong. What is a grandson for? Isn't it to take the blame for your precious granddaughter?