Who Should Say It?

At this moment, Li Qingshu's mother had already looked at him with tears and snot. "Erfu, don't blame me. I'm just anxious. What do you think we should do? Your oil has been sold, but our oil, as well as Jin Shan's oil, were all sold in town in the morning. They were all brought back just now because none of the oil shops in town wanted them. I heard that the oil shops in town knew that Xua Yan could produce good oil, so they told the people in the town not to buy the oil from Xua Yan and only buy the oil from them. You sold it earlier. At that time, the oil mill didn't even know that Xua Yan could really produce good oil, so your oil could be sold. But we couldn't, we couldn't, what should we do... You know our family's situation, just like the other people, and we relied on this money to live… The crops at home were just planted not long ago, and there was no other harvest the last time... What should we do... What should we do..."

Li Qingshu's father's eyes turned red.