But when things really came down on their heads, each of them looked ashen, their souls long gone.
However, Chen Ergou suddenly held the three contracts in his hand, and with a crackling sound, the contracts were torn to pieces.
All the villagers and the three Little Rascals heard the sound and looked at Chen Ergou in confusion, uncertain of what he was up to.
"These contracts are genuine, and if I took them to court, with their personal signatures, their three houses would all belong to me."
"But today, right here, I'm tearing up these three contracts, returning the houses to them, and taking nothing for myself, just to impart a lesson that I'm sure you've understood by now."
Chen Ergou left it at that, saying no more, as wise people don't need too many words and he didn't want to say more; he knew he'd done his best.
The three Little Rascals went from great sorrow to great joy, a memorable experience.
