Leng Yuan grabbed Chen JianShe by the collar, stopping him from rushing forward. Still, seeing the trio's funereal expressions, Chen JianShe couldn't help but scoff.
"Some people just don't know a good thing when they see it. They get the best part and still play the victim."
"The pig's rump is all fatty meat! It's the part other people fight for and can't even get. He gives it to you, and you think my Brother Leng is picking on you? Is there something wrong with you?"
The villagers heard this and thought he had a point.
That pig's rump was so fatty. Food stir-fried with it was even more fragrant than with regular pork. Leng Yuan had given it to them, yet they were still trying to cause trouble.
These educated youths couldn't work for beans, and when they were given something good, they didn't even know enough to appreciate it.
They just don't get it.
The educated youths: ...
