Kong Zhongyou stood at a high point and looked at everyone's expressions. He was there to inform them, not to negotiate, as this was already a settled matter.
"Alright, everyone go back. There will be no breakfast tomorrow. We'll start distributing food at the brigade headquarters at eight o'clock."
Jiang Xinyu immediately wanted to move as she heard this, but was blocked and couldn't get out.
What's going on? Even if you stand here all night, the result will be the same. There's no food left, and silent protest won't change anything.
"Sigh! Let's go, there's nothing else we can do. We're lucky to still have dried melon and dried vegetables. I am powerless, I really have no other solutions," Kong Zhongyou sighed in the end.
Jiang Xinyu was short, and she didn't know who moved first, but she noticed the person blocking her way had moved.
She followed and slowly moved. Going home quickly, staying here is pointless.
