Elder Liu was trembling with fury, and he raised his cane to point at Hua Xiaomai, addressing the crowd, "Listen, listen, is this what you call fair trade? We're all from the same village, yet you quibble to this extent! I've already spelled it out for you before, why can't you understand? You only think about making money, never considering the villagers..."
"But Elder, when you plot every time to get a bargain, do you ever think about my family?" Hua Xiaomai scoffed coldly.
As for Meng Yuhuai, he gently pushed Elder Liu's cane aside and said in a grave tone, "Elder, speak if you want to speak, but don't point fingers, it's unseemly."
With that, he gave Elder Liu a chance, who immediately turned the tables and exclaimed with heartfelt pain, "Yuhuai, you have always been highly respected in our village. You must think carefully about this. If you really do business like your wife suggests, it will be hard to shed the 'swindler' label once it's attached to your head!"
