Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 2 - 2 | Page 195

It took about a month until they reached the farms. “Hello farmers, we
have brought gold and silver from the capitol!” the older man, Li Yang, said in his
tomato suit.
There was some murmuring coming from the farmers. A little boy giggled. They all talked, a brother stood
up for the little boy, the parents agreed, and we left. I went back home, back to the family.
AND FROM THAT, THE CYCLE CONTINUED