Feng Baoshan sighed. Their farm used to grow cotton, but since the yields were not impressive and could not compete with other crops in terms of profitability, no one had grown it for six or seven years.
Seeing others earn money from it over the years created some imbalance in their hearts. Knowing there was cotton this year and they had none, they wanted to drop the price.
From this, one can see a person's true nature. At the meeting, it was mentioned that the two children donated all their money. Yet, that did not deter people's jealousy.
"Alright, it's yours, you can decide for yourself."
When Feng Baoshan sighed, Su Yuanyuan roughly understood the situation. Fortunately, she had less land this year, so even if she earned something, it wouldn't be a significant amount.
"Alright, I will still donate this year, so there's no need to keep much grain at home. However, I also plan to donate the cotton, so I won't give it to the farm."
