Wang Aifeng saw her son coming, tears welling up in her eyes, and her voice becoming choked.
"Son! The people in the village are too much, how can they speak so recklessly!" Wang Aifeng said with a choked voice.
The villagers? Are there people spreading rumors again? Wu Xiaoyu's expression immediately turned serious.
He always tried to maintain a harmonious and friendly relationship with the villagers, but they were too easily manipulated and gullible.
Although most villagers had no ill intentions and were just following the crowd, this kind of thoughtless and conformist gossip was the most hurtful.
Wu Xiaoyu said sternly, "Mom, what exactly happened? What are they spreading now? Don't cry!"
"They... they say we are selfish and unwilling to help the villagers get rich together!" Wang Aifeng replied.
Selfish? What the hell? Wu Xiaoyu was extremely troubled in his heart, patting his mother's arm, and comforting her, "Mom, don't cry, explain the situation to me clearly!"
