I am obviously the largest fruit purchaser in the ten miles and eight towns, but I only refuse to buy fruits from my own village. They are about to rot on the trees. The village chief and his people take turns giving gifts to me, but I am not moved. They even give them to me at the expense of others, and I don't want any of them. As a child born and raised in the village, in order to help the villagers sell the kiwis before they went bad, I gave them gifts and drank until I vomited blood. But just when I signed the contract, I suddenly received a call from my dad.
