"Oh dear, Changhai, you're really too polite. Mianmian is the pride of Stone Bridge Village, and it's only right for us to support her at the recognition event. Look at you, going to all this trouble."
"Yes, Changhai, you're being too polite."
Although the villagers spoke modestly, their actions were sincere. They came out early, walked a long distance, and had been watching for half an hour. Naturally, they were feeling hot and thirsty.
Seeing the box emitting coolness, they cheerfully went to get popsicles.
The people in the village were mostly simple and honest. Even though there were expensive sodas in the box, they chose the cheapest popsicles.
Only a few thick-skinned ones took a popsicle and, dissatisfied, stood by the box, wanting to pick a bottle of expensive soda.
Jiang Changhai saw this but wasn't too concerned.
However, the village chief sternly reprimanded, "What are you guys rummaging for? Take your popsicle and go eat it on the side."
