hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 284 Something More Important Than Love ([-])

　"Hong Zai...it sounds very heroic, I like it! You left...leave this world, miss your father and Xiaoqing very much, right? What do you want me to do with you later? How about after finishing, I'll accompany you to see them, okay?" Tang Yumo himself has no relatives, so he understands the pain of others' homesickness.

　"Miss Tang, I really read that right, thank you!" Hong Tsai kept thanking her.

　"Don't be so polite, talk about business!"

　"You come with me."

　Hong Zai took Tang Yumo and walked a long way around the inkstone-shaped embankment, and a dilapidated building that looked like a village or a factory suddenly appeared in his vision.

　"This is...?" Tang Yumo didn't seem to have seen this place in his memory.

　"This is the former site of the saltworks where I lived since I was a child. The new saltworks will be further ahead. It is now a salt storage warehouse," Hong Zai explained.

　"Is that the place where the thin-film technology is used to dry the salt?" Tang Yumo asked, pointing to a dazzling film-covered beach in the distance.

　"Yes, across the beach is the office and living area of ​​the new saltworks. But there are very few people there. Many old people from the saltworks in the past have moved back to the urban area, and most of the people who stay here are casual workers. They only come to work for a few months during the salting season. There are fewer and fewer regular employees who really persist in working in the salt field.”

　"Is this all right? As far as I know, the salt farm doesn't seem to be a private enterprise."

　"Yes, private drying of salt has always been prohibited. But now the supply exceeds demand, and the market price remains fixed, so..." Hong Tsai sounded a little sad.

　"However, it is understandable to hire part-time workers to save costs, no matter whether it is the state's salt harvesting or private salt harvesting." Tang Yumo didn't understand why Hong Zai was so sad.

　"The question is not what kind of people to hire to do the work, but where to sell the produced salt"

　"Of course it was purchased by the state|unified|unity. Does anyone still dare to do private|salt|sales that violate the law?"

　"." Hong Zai fell silent.

　As soon as the conversation between the two people stopped, the surrounding air seemed extraordinarily cold.Abandoned living quarters and salt warehouses are like a silent well, only the sea breeze whistling by.

　Tang Yumo broke the awkward silence: "Hong Zai, to be honest, if you asked me to come, it must be."

　"Please, Ms. Tang, help me! Don't look at the silence here during the day, but at night, they come here like big rats to smuggle raw salt, and this warehouse is almost emptied by them!" Hong Zai said. The voice is urgent and painful.

　Tang Yumo frowned and thought for a while, "Hong Zai, you know that as a writer, the worst thing you can do is get involved in politics. Although I have also been a reporter before, I have reported many dark sides of society with righteous words, I even went to the battlefield without hesitation. But... that was a long time ago, and I no longer have the stand and basis to uphold justice, not to mention, I am still surrounded by a bunch of attacks and false accusations and cannot save myself."

"I'm sorry, Ms. Tang, I didn't think carefully from your standpoint. I know this matter must make you very embarrassed. Is this good? You just need to take a photo of them pouring|selling private|salt and report it anonymously as evidence. It's okay! I don't want to see you get involved in such a danger, but I really have no choice."

(End of this chapter)