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Grandma Lu couldn't figure it out, she couldn't figure it out.

Her face that had been smiling for so many years finally showed a difficult color.

She wanted to say something back, but she couldn't.

She is too poor, she is too bitter, she has long since lost any confidence to quarrel with anyone. What's more, this person is still the rich man she has to rely on?

Seeing Grandma Lu's face full of pain, Chen Yang couldn't bear it anymore, so he asked the fat people: "How can there be only eighteen catties here? There are at least twenty-four or five catties here." ”

The fat man sneered: "Is it? Twenty-four or five catties? You know it so well? You are so powerful? Since this is the case, then you will collect the mountain pepper in your village in the future." I only earn you a dime a pound, and you still do so much, I don't want this mountain pepper, you can take it if you like. ”

Chen Yang was about to say that I want to do what I want, but before he could speak, he heard a cry from Grandma Lu beside him.

"Chen Yang, don't talk about it. Grandma Lu's eyes were red, and two tear stains overflowed from the sunken eye sockets, winding all the way down, moistening the bloody scars on her cheeks.

She raised her bamboo-like palm, put the back of her hand under her eye socket, and said with difficulty: "Chen Yang, don't say it, I picked more than ten catties of mountain pepper for a day, and I almost fainted in the mountains, don't mix it, I beg you, let me sell the mountain pepper." The weather is about to get cold, and my youngest son's winter clothes haven't been settled yet, if I don't sell mountain pepper, where do you let me find money?"

Chen Yang looked at Grandma Lu's tearful face, and felt bad in his heart.

Perhaps, he was impulsive.

He only thought about upholding the justice in his heart and shaping himself into a 'great person', but he never thought about how difficult it was for a person like Grandma Lu to live.

Even if she knew that the fat people were squeezing her labor, she would rather suffer a loss than sell her things and get the money in her hands.

Even if she could guess that maybe Chen Yang would help her this time, she also knew very well that others could help her for a while, but they couldn't help her for a lifetime.

Even if Chen Yang angrily asked for her mountain pepper today, what about tomorrow, what about the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow?

Will he be able to keep buying the mountain pepper in her hand?

This question is not only unclear to Grandma Lu, but even Chen Yang, who just wanted to see the injustice and draw a knife to help, has no idea in his heart.

Even if he can buy the mountain pepper in Grandma Lu's hand today, will he be able to buy tomorrow's and tomorrow's?

But once he bought the mountain pepper in Grandma Lu's hand, it would be regarded as a complete falling out with the fat people, and the fat people would probably deliberately not accept the mountain pepper from the villagers of Baishi Village in order to make things difficult for him, and put the pot on his head.

In this way, the villagers will definitely blame him.

Could he still buy all the peppercorns in the village?

He wouldn't mind if he was rich, but the problem was, he didn't have any money.

Moreover, he bought these mountain peppers and had no way to sell them, nor could he use them.

So, he can't help anyone.

Since you can't help anyone, then just shut up. When you can't solve someone's problem completely, don't add to the mess.

Chen Yang closed his mouth and pushed the wheelbarrow away silently.

Behind him, there was still a faint voice of Grandma Lu choking up and begging the fat people not to care.

He glanced back and happened to see Grandma Lu's bitter tears.

She was so thin, so helpless, like a lost bird in a storm, flapping her wings and not knowing where to go.

I am afraid that the grandparents of the past are like this. Chen Yang suddenly remembered his grandparents who were no longer alive.

At the beginning, when his parents left the village with his sister, his grandparents became empty nesters, and he became a so-called left-behind child.

Even though he was sixteen years old at the time.

But the sixteen-year-old children at that time were not the same as the sixteen-year-olds now. At the age of sixteen, he only knew how to study and do farm work, and other than that, he knew nothing about the outside world.

It's like today's sixteen-year-old children, who may have become fathers and mothers in a hurry.

At that time, the departure of his parents left the elderly grandparents to take on the responsibility of providing for the family and taking care of their grandchildren.

In order to provide for him to continue his education, his grandparents were cheeky and borrowed all the relatives who could borrow money.

The money that can be borrowed always has to be repaid. Before paying off the arrears, they were too embarrassed to borrow it a second time, so in order to raise money for him for the second year's tuition, the old couple moved their eyes from the crops in the field to the firewood in the mountains.

At that time, the price of firewood was 35 yuan and 100 catties, which is very low compared to the current price of 45 yuan and 100 catties.

Despite this, it is still difficult to find buyers.

But at that time, the grandparents were very stubborn that as long as they worked hard to chop firewood, they would be able to sell firewood one day.

Therefore, in addition to taking care of the crops, they will spare no effort to go into the mountains to cut firewood.

Finally, one day, a big truck came into the village to collect firewood. When the old couple heard the news, they were very happy. Because they knew very well that the whole village had cut enough firewood for their old couple, and the rest of the families either did not have it, and some of them had very little.

They found the big truck driver, led the big truck driver to his home, and told them to go to the backyard to see the firewood that was piled up almost all over the backyard.

The driver saw the firewood in the backyard and said that there was too much firewood for them to finish because their plan was to only need 3,000 catties. If the grandparents want to sell all the firewood, they have to reduce the price, and sell it for thirty yuan (one hundred catties).

The grandparents were old and couldn't count, so they thought that they could get more money by selling more firewood, so they agreed, and then sold all the firewood in the house for 30 yuan.

It was sold for 1,100 yuan.

The old couple counted the money and happily showed off to the neighbors, thinking that they had picked up a big bargain. But as soon as the truck left, the neighbors told the old couple that they sold it at a price of 30 yuan, and sold it for nearly 3,700 catties to get 1,100 yuan.

But if you sell it at the price of 35 yuan, as long as you sell it for 3,000 catties, you can get 1,050 yuan.

This is equivalent to saying that the nearly 700 catties of firewood sold more will only be sold for 50 yuan.

The old couple went home with a straight face and calculated it for a long time before they understood the number. As soon as he understood it, he immediately hid his face and wept uncomfortably.

That's nearly 700 pounds of firewood!

God knows how much effort it took them to cut and dry the nearly 700 catties of firewood from the mountains and carry them back.

The old couple is old and useless, and they can only chop dozens of catties of firewood a day. The nearly 700 catties of firewood took them more than half a month.

But this profiteer who killed a thousand knives bullied the old couple with a dull brain, and was so stunned that they coaxed them to sell all the firewood at a low price, but they only got 50 yuan more......

Now, seeing the profiteers who bought mountain pepper squeezing the old people in the village in the same way, Chen Yang felt uncomfortable in every way, just like seeing the grandparents who were oppressed by the profiteers.

Perhaps, at that time, the tears on the faces of the grandparents were the same as the tears on the faces of Grandma Lu. It is not only full of helplessness and helplessness, but also full of bitterness and suffering.

Looking at Grandma Lu, who was rickety, Chen Yang was like seeing his grandmother, with pain and unbearable pain in his heart, but he didn't know what he could do.

He wants to help Grandma Lu, wants to help all the villagers who are oppressed by the fat people, and wants all the aggrieved hard work to be duly rewarded.

But what can he do to help everyone?

Is he really going to quarrel with the fat people and cut off everyone's money? Or should he go up and beat the fat people? and beat this villain all over the ground to find his teeth?

He now has this strength, as long as the other party is not a practitioner, he can easily take down any ordinary adult man.

However, after beating the fat people, is the problem solved?

I am afraid that the humiliated fat people will join forces with other village purchase points and refuse to accept all the mountain peppers of the villagers of Baishi Village. When the time comes, the villagers just want to sell it at the price of one dollar and one catty, but I am afraid they will not be able to sell it.

So, people should still work hard and work hard to make money. Because only when you are strong can you help the people you want to help. Otherwise, you yourself are mud bodhisattvas crossing the river, how should you carry people across the river?

"Ding, congratulations to the host for triggering the system task. ”

The cool evening breeze brings the sound of the system.

Chen Yang was stunned for a moment, and most of the gloom on his face disappeared in an instant.