Seeing that no one believed him, Li Sanleng became anxious. He stiffened his neck and shouted, "Is it so hard for me to lie to you? My uncle said that they are at the foot of the barren mountain, protected by the mountain goddess, and the plague cannot get in at all!"
"Besides, even if you don't farm, working in a factory will ensure you have enough to eat every day and earn enough to support your whole family!"
He became more and more smug as he spoke, and suddenly raised his right hand, on which was a bulging blue cloth bundle.
"Look! Look what this is!" Li Sanleng held the package high as if presenting a treasure.
"This was sent back by my uncle through a caravan a few days ago! There's even a letter he wrote inside!"
Upon hearing this, the surrounding crowd instantly fell silent.
All eyes were fixed on the bulging package in Li Sanleng's hand.
The package seemed to contain quite a lot of things; it looked very heavy.
Are the people over there really that wealthy that they can send so many things out?
The gaunt man still didn't believe it: "Sanleng, that package, could it be just a pile of clods of dirt? At this time of year, even wealthy families don't have much food stored up! Have you been delirious with fever?"
However, the others were very curious and came over one after another.
"San Lengzi, did your uncle really say that?" the old farmer asked tremblingly.
"What's in that package?" A boy couldn't help but crane his neck and sniff hard, as if he could smell some fragrance.
"Quick! Open it and see!" someone in the crowd shouted.
"Yes, yes, yes! Open it and see! Let us see what good things your uncle sent you!"
"Is there really food?"
In an instant, everyone gathered around.
Everyone chimed in, scratching their heads and urging Li Sanleng on.
Li Sanleng was surrounded by the crowd, feeling incredibly proud.
He quickly opened the package.
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