Yang Chen took the stool handed over by Dazhu and sat down, looking at him.
Dazhu also sat down and offered Yang Chen a cigarette.
Yang Chen waved his hand, indicating he did not smoke.
Seeing this, Dazhu stuffed the cigarette into his own mouth, lit it with a snap, and took a deep puff to calm his nerves.
Once he steadied himself, Dazhu slowly began to speak.
"This matter starts from last week..." Dazhu slowly said.
The story goes back a week.
On that day, Dazhu just went out to the fields to work as usual.
The corn harvesting season was approaching, requiring irrigation and such, so Dazhu went out to work in the fields.
While working, Dazhu saw Liu Erdan rushing out of the cornfield, holding a bag that was bulging with stuff.
Since he had previously bought medicine in town, he knew Liu Erdan, who sold pesticides and fertilizers there.
Liu Erdan was startled to see Dazhu, grabbed his things, and was about to run, but he stopped and glared at Dazhu, as though he might act.
