Even though she knew they were all forced into this with no other choice, it wasn't something anyone could interfere with.
He Qingqing quickly averted her gaze.
'I can't even take care of myself, and I still haven't figured out how to get Grandmother's medicine. And here I am, my sympathy overflowing, actually thinking about feeling sorry for others.'
'I should feel sorry for myself first!'
There were three vendors who had been caught. Their pants were covered in patches, and the straw-woven shoes they wore were so worn they had holes, revealing their toes.
Two of the men were in their forties and one was in his fifties. All three were crying as they pleaded with the officials.
At their age, they had elders to care for and children to raise; they were the pillars of their families.
Times were tough now, and their families were short on everything. If they weren't so desperately poor, who would take such a huge risk for just a few yuan?
