One day, dozens of years ago, Chairman
A car moved on a road to the farm through darkness and stopped suddenly. The Chairman got it off and unexpectedly lifted up a rice-sheaf fallen in the side of the road in thick sleet and took his steps toward a stack.
A farm official came to know why his car had stopped moving and couldn’t but blamed himself as he had often neglected about a few ears of rice dropped on the road.
Looking at him blaming himself, the Chairman gave him a kind advice that he should keep even a rice-sheaf carefully although it seemed to be a trivial thing as it was a priceless asset all the farmers took care of by the sweat of their brow all the spring and summer round.
True patriotism to be kept as a master responsible for the supply of rice to the country went deep into his mind.