"Brother Zheng, you probably weren't in the village back then, so you don't really know what happened. My parents were perfectly willing at the time. For just a few dollars, during a year of famine, they gave me up for adoption to my deceased second uncle. That made me an orphan, helpless and alone, without a single grain of food to my name. If the production team leader hadn't taken pity on me and lent me some grain, I probably wouldn't be standing here talking to you today." Xiao Furen didn't want to listen to him anymore. The saying goes that people with different principles can't walk the same path. It was obvious he and Zheng Mingliang were not the same kind of people, so there was no need to get too close.
"Besides, you're a police officer. You should uphold the impartiality of the law, calling things as they are. Let's put it this way: if a murderer killed someone for reasons beyond their control, would you let them go just because you felt sorry for them?"
