Chapter 153: Cyberbullying is a bloodless, endless slaughter

So, don't hurt others for no reason.

Perhaps, in cyberbullying, it can be described as light in terms of injury.

Cyberbullying is a situation in which countless people, across the Internet, are typing on the keyboard, thinking that they are standing at the highest point of morality, standing in the sun, using words and words, wantonly slaughtering - without blood, endlessly.

So, don't use your softest tongue to say things that hurt more than a knife.

Just like Mr. Lu Xun wrote in "Diary of a Madman": I can see that his words are full of poison, his smile is full of knives, and their teeth are all lined up in white, this is the guy who eats people.

Let's not be the "cannibal" person.

Don't mix too much of your emotions with your own thoughts, and mix your own righteousness with the keystrokes.

When it snows in someone else's world, even if we don't have the ability to warm the person who is standing in the snow and is about to be submerged in the snow, please don't be a snowflake in his world, even if it's just a fluttering piece.

Because of avalanches, when people are overwhelmed, no snowflake is innocent.

The explosive sales of the ointment were not expected by Xie Zhou and Fu Sen, but after the ointment was launched a few times, it was temporarily sold out.

Because...... Purslane is gone!

Yes, it's purslane that is the raw material is gone.

Just look at the name of the ointment, you can know that it can exert such a miraculous effect, because of the raw material purslane, and Xie Zhou only got 1,500 catties of purslane here in Shaining, all of which were put into production, and now the first batch of purslane in Shaining's family has not yet grown.

Therefore, this product naturally cannot be produced.

As for replacing it with other purslane, that was something that Xie Zhou and Fu Sen had never thought of, they had never thought of shoddy, and they had never thought of smashing the signboard of the company they had just established.

However, this purslane will have to be planted on a larger scale, for sure.

So soon Xie Zhou went to Qingshui Village and discussed with Xie Ning about the large-scale cultivation of purslane.

Xie Ning thought for a while and said, "I think it's okay to plant more, but it's not necessary to plant on a large scale. This purslane of mine is more suitable for planting in Qingshui Village, and out of Qingshui Village, its effect is still there, so I am not sure. Moreover, there is no need to sell ointments on a large scale, it has already caused an impact on other products of the same type on the market, and if we expand production, maybe everyone will come to buy our ointments, and the situation may not be so good......

Xie Ning's words were like a basin of cold water, which was directly poured on Xie Zhou's head, making his mind, which had been feverish for the past few days due to the hot sales of the ointment, cool down and sober up.

Yes, whether purslane can be grown off-site or not, it is not certain that the efficacy will be maintained.

Just this one that Xie Ning said later, you have to think about it.

In this society, on the market, it is never something that is good, and it can be invincible if it surpasses the good of other things, and the operation of capital and other aspects are very important.

If he really grows purslane on a large scale and sells and produces it on a large scale, although he can guarantee that his ointment will definitely be the first among all anti-inflammatory and acne products on the market, he cannot guarantee that this ointment can continue to survive on the market.

Their company is still too weak and does not have enough accumulated capital.

Perhaps only when the company develops and accumulates enough capital can it be monopolized.

However, Xie Zhou actually doesn't like the word monopoly himself, and he doesn't plan to do so in the future.

Xie Zhou was very smart, and after regaining his composure, he figured it out all of a sudden.

"Ning Ning, you're right......

After Xie Zhou discussed with Shaina Ning and the Xie family again, it was finally decided that purslane could be planted on a larger scale, and in Qingshui Village, the villagers with fields and land in Qingshui Village were hired to plant, and the seeds were provided by Xie Ning, and after the purslane grown, it would be purchased by Xie Zhou's company, of course, it would give a price that did not treat the villagers badly.

"This matter is not a trivial matter, and the wishes of the villagers must also be solicited, so let's go to our village party secretary later to talk to see what kind of charter should be made for this matter."

Grandpa Xie said.

"Okay, thank you, Grandpa."

In the evening, after dinner, Grandpa Xie walked in the direction of the branch secretary's house with his hands behind his back.

The branch secretary of Qingshui Village, named Xie Changxiang, is fifty-six years old this year, and he is of the same generation as Lao Xie, but he has been the branch secretary for more than ten years.

At this time, Xie Changxiang was talking to his youngest son on the phone.

Xie Changxiang and his wife have two sons, and now both sons are also married in big cities, and they have also given birth to grandchildren and granddaughters.

The two sons and daughters-in-law have mentioned that they want to take Xie Changxiang and his wife to live together in the city, so that the old couple no longer have to miss their children and grandchildren, and they can also take care of the two old people at any time.

But Xie Changxiang and his wife refused.

The husband and wife have lived in Qingshui Village for decades, and they can't give up this land and this village.

Especially Xie Changxiang, who has been a party secretary in Qingshui Village for more than ten years.

It's not that he is reluctant to take the position of a village party secretary, but he feels a little ashamed of this position.

There is no doubt that Xie Changxiang is a good village party secretary, otherwise he would not have been elected by the villagers, he has been the party secretary for more than ten years, in fact, it is true, he has always given priority to the interests of the villagers, and wholeheartedly wants to seek development for the villagers and this village.

As long as the villagers are in trouble, as long as he has the ability, he will do his best to help.

It's just that in the past ten years, Qingshui Village has still not been able to get a good development, and it is still so backward.

Especially in recent years, seeing more and more young people go to big cities and other places to develop, and they don't know how many times a year they can come back, the most people left in Qingshui Village are the old people and children, and even more old people than children.

Just like his family, isn't it also two sons, and several grandchildren are also in other places, and now they are all registered in other cities.

To be honest, it is good to be able to go out of the countryside and buy a house in a big city to settle down and develop.

He didn't object either.

But watching Qingshui Village gradually turn into an old man's village, he was also heartbroken.

Xie Changxiang knows that no matter which place wants to develop, it needs young blood to be injected, but now, the young people of Qingshui Village are seeking development from outside, which is the enterprising spirit of young people, because they can't see the hope of development in Qingshui Village, so they can only go outside.

He could only watch, but there was no way, and he couldn't stop it.

Therefore, Xie Changxiang was worried, so worried that the few hairs were about to fall out, and he was so worried that sometimes he couldn't sleep at night, just thinking about what could be done to make Qingshui Village develop, and let the young people of Qingshui Village who went out to work in other places see hope and come back.

On the other end of the phone, Xie Fan, who is Xie Changxiang's son, looks at the old father who is getting older and older in the video, and there is always a little sadness between his eyebrows, how can he not know what troubles he has been having.

Thinking of what he saw recently, he asked, "Dad, do you know about the live broadcast of Shaining in our village?"