I helped the village sell 2 million kilograms of kiwis, but they said I was making shady money with no conscience. The next year, I stopped selling kiwis for them and started selling kiwis to several nearby villages. Unexpectedly, I made a lot of money. I returned to the village that day and saw a crowd of people standing in front of my house. I never thought that I would greet them when I got home, but no one paid attention to them. Even the way they looked at me became weird.
