As he spoke, two silent tears slipped from the corners of the farmer uncle's eyes. It looked like such an unintentional movement, yet inside it carried so much despair about life, and so much worry and longing for his son, that Chen Ergou couldn't help but be moved.
"The local distributors are really inhuman, even this kind of dirty money they dare to make. Aren't they afraid of retribution?"
Chen Ergou said angrily, full of indignation.
Interviews like this are all over the internet. These cabbage farmers are all getting on in years. They work themselves to the bone growing these cabbages, either because they have a seriously ill family member bedridden at home, or a child studying far away.
So they pour all their energy into these cabbages, hoping for a good harvest that can support the family's living expenses.
"Don't worry. Once we get there, their problems will all be solved."
Xia Yuhan patted Chen Ergou on the shoulder.
