In order to help the village sell 2 million kilograms of unsalable kiwis, I traveled around to connect with buyers, and even paid for the packaging and transportation costs out of my own pocket. However, after all this work, not only did I not get a penny of remuneration, but I was even paid back. I became a black-hearted dealer that everyone in the village wanted to beat up. Faced with everyone's doubts and accusations, I couldn't defend myself. I paid with all sincerity. I was full of grievances and had no place to express my feelings. I just hoped that the truth would come out soon and I would be cleared.
