After so many days under the scorching sun, the area has already become incredibly dry, but all the wood and firewood are of top quality.
A group of people looked at the messy patches in the forest with complex emotions. Even though they were mentally prepared, witnessing it firsthand still left them deeply blocked in their hearts.
If the trees, rooted so deeply, are in such a state, one can only imagine the condition of their village now.
"Village chief..." An emotional young man couldn't help but choke up as he looked toward Old Han Hua.
"It's okay." Old Han Hua patted the young man's arm, suppressing the bitterness in his heart to soothe him.
"Let's go back to the village."
A man can be sentimental, but not too sentimental; there are more things to be done next.
No matter what, the first thing to do is to face it.
With the village chief leading, everyone quickly put away their low spirits and followed him back to the village.
