"We're all surnamed He, why only let He Wazi, He Laotian, He Wanli and their like run the tofu business? The village chief is way too biased. We have to confront him about this!" He Daqian clamored, rallying the He Family People to go question the village chief at his house.
"That's right, we're all from the same village, of the same clan. The village chief's heart has gone too far to one side, we can't swallow this loss. We need to ask him and demand an explanation." He Lao Si's voice was no softer, bellowing with a hoarse voice.
"Exactly, the village chief must give us an explanation. If this business is to be done, everyone should do it together, otherwise, no one should even think about running it!" Widow Qiu was the one speaking.
Widow Qiu was none other than He Shanwa's mother.
