In the midst of many gazes, you suddenly sensed something unusual.
Hmm, it was from the village chief.
Strangely, there was no shock or fear in the village chief's eyes, only a questioning look and a trace of inscrutable sorrow.
What's happening?
You scratched your head and waved to the village chief.
The village chief hesitated, then turned and muttered a few words to a middle-aged man behind him before heading towards you.
"Village chief, do you have something to say?"
"Yes," the other party nodded firmly.
"Go ahead, it'll ease your heart to speak up," you said with a smile, "Life is just a damn brief few dozen years. If you keep things bottled up, let them ferment, in the end, it will only harm you and your family."
The village chief trembled and hung his head in silence.
"Captain, the comparison is out!"