Yang Fei could tell that these young people were grateful to the old man.
Each of them was very filial and willing to listen to what the elder had to say.
However, such a situation could not continue forever.
After all, life is cruel.
Under the pressure of life, kind people can turn into devils.
Even the most honest people may take risks out of desperation.
How could he solve this problem?
Yang Fei pondered hard.
Suddenly, an amazing idea came to his mind.
But Yang Fei's idea was only in its infancy.
Before forming a plan, he could not speak rashly.
Seeing the troubled expression on Yang Fei's face, the old man waved his hand to dismiss the young people.
He laughed heartily and said, "Actually, I have figured it out. I can't hold on to this land after all."
"The children are grown up and each has their own path to take, it's better to hand over the land to you rather than to some unscrupulous developers."
