RedNovelChapter 47 The people of Northbrook had long been hardened by la.
Even if the world forget about them, they knew how to fend for themselves.
Theyd hail the gods on makeshift carts to sell in the neighboring city It wasnt enough to make them rich, but in kept food on the table.
Hard work was just part of the deal.
But this year, the relentless downpours had caught everyone off guard.
No one had been prepared for the sheer force of the storms.
dece kept her stance low key, and even when she was injured, she didnt make a fuss.
The gathered fruit farmers exchanged glances, hesitating Then, a few younger ones finally booke the Three days.
Just three days, Shes a streamer.
Maybe she really can help The others still looked uneasy, but in the end, they nodded.
Mandy red or tocheck Graces injuries, but she shook her head.
Im fine.
Fine? Not a chance.
Her entire back was probably bruised The Grace had already pulled back the flap of a tent belonging to sof the younger farmers and stepped inside, issing instructions as she went.
Send a message to every single customer who placed an order, she told Mandy.
Tell them personally inspected the orchards and found that Northbrook apples are sweeter.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWere switching the shipment to Northbrook apples.
If theyre okay with that, well ship.
If not, they can request a refund.
Mandy frowned Why send that message? Weve got over to thousand orders lined up.
If we just ship them out, no one will know the difference between Southbrook and Northbrook apples.
We could sell over 20 thousand pounds in an instant.
Besides, Northbrook apples taste great anyway.
Grace caught sight of the younger farmers, whose faces were burning with anger.
She quickly cur Mandy off.
For the people of Northbrook, slapping a Southbrook label on their apples is an it.
Back then, Southbrook treated them like outcasts, pushing them our of the circle of prosperity like a bunch of bandes.
And now if they let their apples ride on Southbrooks reputation, its no different than groveling Like they said, theyd rather let their apples for on the ground.
Speople in this would clung stubbornly to their principles, no matter the cost just liker the people of Northbrook.
Their elders never bowed their heads.
Naturally, neither would the younger generation.
That unyielding pride ran through their veins.
Smight call them foolish, but having a code to live by wasnt such a bad thing . At least they werent like the people of Southbrook, who repaid kindness with betrayal.
The young farmers beside them lit up at Graces words.
Exactly! My mom always said we should never ride on Southbrooks cortails.
You have no idea how disgusting they were decades ago.
People died because of them.
Even our most respected His voice choked up.
The chief was killed.
My mom was only a teenager back then.
She always said he was a highly educated man from a top university.
But instead of chasing a cushy city job, he chose to chere, determined to help us build a better life .
It was his idea to start growing apples in the first place .
Back then, Brookfield wasnt split to Southbrook and Northbrook yer.
But then a Southbrook official took all the credit for the apple industry and kept getting promoted, rank after rank Everyone was furious and wanted to set the record straight, but the chief told them to let it go.
As long as people could make a living, that was all that mattered.
But soon after, Southbrook completely shut us out.
They blacklisted our apples.
The chief went to negotiate for our rights, but before the meeting even started, he was beaten to death with arake.
Southbrooks government paid his family a measly 300 bucks in compensation.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThree hundred dollars.
That was the price they put on a mans life a man who had given up everything for his people.
Only now did Grace truly understand how Northbrook hadendured all these years.
How could the older generation ever let go of such a grudge ! The young man wiped his eyes. The chief was only in his 20s back then.
With his background, he couldve lived like a king in the city.
wa rock and This flanele, who was still in the city when she got the news jumped in her car and drove straight to Southbrook, determined to take him home. Bet on the way, someone thera shattered her windshield.
She crashed and died too.
Graces fingers curled tighter around the apple in her hand.
Even her breathing felt heavy.
Mandy couldnt hold back anymore, and her face was red with rage.
e you kidding me? What kind of monsters are they? Did the murderer at least get the death penalty? The young man lowered his eyes, pressing his lips ingethe. They were 10 years old.
Twelve years old.
Achild that age was still was still too young to face real punishment .
They wouldve just been sent to juvenile reform.
Mandy trembled, her chest heaving with fury.
Then, the suddenly realized she had suggested repackaging Northbrook apples as Southbrooks just moments Ε ago. Shburned through her.
Im sorry I didnt know.
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