Everything was going quite smoothly. Lin Xue had already prepared the ingredients for making pickles.
But something came up on Wang Jianjun's side; he had originally arranged everything with the top management.
The top management readily agreed, as the drought was giving them headaches. It was a good thing that their brigade could resolve a few issues on their own.
However, when it came time to inform the community members, some of them kicked up a fuss, saying they couldn't abandon so much good farmland, otherwise there wouldn't be enough room to bury the starving bodies in the hills during winter.
Wang Jianjun brought out Lin Xue's theory of "letting go," but some people just wouldn't listen and stormed Lin Xue's doorstep.
They hurled insults like "troublemaker," "wastrel," and the like.
When this group arrived at the door, Lin Xue had just returned from town, where she went to deliver supplies to Grandma Chen, which she hadn't done for more than a month.
