Zhou Qing sighed and looked at those people again, with a hint of fatigue and confusion.
"At first, I just thought they were living a hard life and needed help, so every time I sold fish and made money, I thought about buying them some food, giving them some supplies. I thought this would make their days a little easier."
Zhou Qing paused and smiled self-deprecatingly, "But now it seems, maybe I was too naive."
Elder Weng didn't speak, but instead poured Zhou Qing a cup of tea.
"Take today's incident for example, the money was stolen, but I pretended not to know, because I also wanted to let nature take its course and change those thieves' fate."
"Perhaps, with this money, they might wash their hands of the dishonest deeds, start a small business, and begin a new life. Of course, this is just another possible fate trajectory."
