I took care of the waxberries in Mingyue Village, paying out of my own pocket to repair roads and build cold-storage facilities. I managed to turn fresh fruit grown in muddy fields into a renowned local brand. Yet more than a hundred villagers blocked my door, demanding that I refund the price difference. They accused me of keeping all the profits for myself and pursuing personal gain, and insisted on selling through supposedly higher-paying channels. I calmly chose to issue full refunds and immediately announced that I would no longer buy waxberries from the village. The villagers flocked to the town to find other buyers, only to fall victim to scams and suffer enormous losses. With no buyers for the waxberries in their orchards, the entire harvest rotted away. One person who had once benefited from my help brought out 40,000 yuan to settle the debt of gratitude, then led other villages in developing their specialty industries into businesses earning millions of yuan a year. Meanwhile, the villagers remained outside the abandoned cold-storage facility, consumed by regret and wishing they could turn back time.