Outside, it was very noisy. The Old Village Chief sat alone in his courtyard, just looking into the distance without saying a word.
His house was not far from the village committee office, so he could clearly see Uncle Li and the others gathering the people of Li Village at the entrance of the village committee. All the villagers had brought backbaskets, going up to be weighed, handing over money, and taking fruit. Every single face beamed with joy, making it look just like the Lunar New Year.
The Old Village Chief's expression remained blank; only his lean, weathered fingers squeezed a raw corn cob so hard that white juice oozed out of the kernels.
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