I Lost Tens of Thousands to Help Sell Apples, but the Villagers Said I Had No Conscience

There was a bumper harvest of apples in the village, but if they were not sold, they would be eaten by insects and birds. I immediately stopped selling my company's agricultural products and started selling apples to the villagers. But after working for a while, they knocked on my door and said that I was a white-eyed wolf: "Three cents per pound is worth hundreds of thousands to the whole village. He didn't have to do anything, but he just took so much money from us!" "We don't think of him as a good person, you bastard! Pay back the money! Kneel down and apologize to the whole village!" My mother felt sorry for me and protected me, but they beat her until she was seriously injured and fell into coma. In order to send her to the hospital as soon as possible, I endured the humiliation and knelt down to sign a compensation agreement. Okay, these mountains of apples are just waiting to be fed to the birds. I won't watch to see who they can sell them to!