C57 Nocturnal Absence

The noisy crowd gradually quieted down.

One of them, an old farmer who looked slightly knowledgeable, said, "You said that our man has been conscripted for more than two years. When are you going to pay us back for the land?"

"Fellow villagers, I understand your feelings for the land, I am deeply moved! To tell you the truth, I am also the son of the townspeople