Everyone was stunned; no one expected the truth to be like this.
Fan Ying's eyes reddened, and she murmured, "I, I didn't know it was you, nor did I know it was this difficult."
Zhao Hanzhang heard this, turned her head and gave her a slight smile, then looked up at the crowd and said, "I once promised everyone that I would provide labor in exchange for relief, ensuring the people of Xiping County would not suffer from hunger or cold this winter. I promised to provide food, winter clothing, and bedding. Today, I have to break half of this promise. The winter clothing and bedding distributed to you, except for the elderly and children, will be filled with cattail and willow fluff."
"What I can promise now is that as soon as I can purchase sufficient cotton, I will redistribute them, replacing the cattail and willow fluff," Zhao Hanzhang stood straight, extended her hand and bowed deeply to everyone, almost bending to the ground, "This is Hanzhang's apology to you all."
