Ma Xiaoliu stepped forward, trembling, and braced himself. "Zhao Dachuan! What is the meaning of this? Back then, my family gave you a bag of rice! Is this how you repay me?"
"Exactly! Forcing us to sleep in a pigsty! Doesn't your conscience hurt? I shouldn't have given your family my old chair back then!" Wang Xiaoshan echoed.
Both men shifted their eyes, lacking any real conviction.
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