Anning saw the villagers retreating and no longer daring to plead for Yang Baozhu. With a hidden coldness in her eyes, she slowly walked up to Yang Baozhu and helped her up from the ground where she had collapsed from crying.
"Treasure Bead, it's not that I'm being unreasonable. You know, we've lived door-to-door for so many years, and we grew up together. If I could really help your family, wouldn't I? If it was only about breaking my rice bowl, I would certainly accept your vegetables. But this is about breaking the village's rice bowl. You know the situation in Xiaxi Village. We've all been poor for so many years. It's hard for us to find a way out. Who would want to suffer again? We can't let your family ruin things for the whole village, right?"
Yang Baozhu hung her head, hiding the venom in her eyes.
She knew that no matter how much she pleaded or pressured Anning now, it wouldn't work.
Even if Anning agreed to accept her family's vegetables, the villagers wouldn't agree.
