"What else can we do? We can't survive anymore." In response to Zheng Yi's question, Zhou Shitou answered without hesitation.
Just after he finished speaking, he was stunned himself.
The rebels were rising because they couldn't survive any longer. How much better could the situation in Riverbend Village be?
Zheng Yi knew he was thinking of Riverbend Village and immediately said, "Brother Zhou, you're the village chief of our Riverbend Village, you should be more familiar with the situation here than I am, right?"
"As far as I know, over twenty years ago, our Riverbend Village had forty-five households, but in just over twenty years, how many are left?"
"Despite the mining disaster and the reduction of able-bodied workers, those greedy Zhao Family folks have no intention of reducing the quotas."
"To fulfill the Zhao Family's quotas, you've done how many things over the years? I'm afraid not many people know, right."
