"Lizu Lao is right, let's go together," someone shouted from the crowd, and others nodded in agreement.
To be honest, these words really touched old Hua. Initially, his family was to go because he made the proposal, and although each family had a decent amount of leftover food, it couldn't compare to his family.
Old Hua felt deeply warmed inside; everyone remembered his kindness, and his efforts for the village hadn't been in vain.
He raised his hand, and the noise instantly disappeared.
"...I was wrong to think otherwise. Our village is one entity, so since everyone is willing, after registration, each family will share the burden equally. Of course, the money from selling seed grains or debts will also be shared equally once the harvest comes."
"We will do as the village chief says," everyone soon agreed.
Seeing this, Wei Dapeng and his group of ten or so people knelt down again to express gratitude, but the people of Hua Village were quick to stop them.
