Secretary Qian's funeral was soon forgotten by the people of Ge Village. After the autumn rice was dried, the village chief began to make preparations for selling the grain. The entire village eagerly awaited the good news he would bring from down the mountain.
But when the news arrived, it was not good at all.
"The people at the Agricultural Grain Station are bullying us too much," said the village chief, who had made trips to the foot of the mountain. Having coordinated the villagers in harvesting the rice under the scorching sun, his face darkened not from the sun but with anger. When he went down the mountain, the village chief took more than fifty kilograms of rice not only to show the station the quality of the rice but also to negotiate a good price.
