Chapter 157. Altercation with Nafiu

Bernard had never been to a farm before. All his produce, though fresh, comes from supermarkets and day markets, according to Agnes; he has never seen the spurts of a potato before or questioned where his vegetables come from. Seeing the green vegetation that surrounded him now makes him appreciate the little things of life and those that make them possible. He saw a man on his farm vigorously weeding his cassava plantation, and sweat was already glistening on his bare skin even with the cool weather.

"This is where most delicacies start from," he thought as he recognized tomatoes, beans, green peppers, and some vegetables that he had no name for on the way to Oje farm, which Ireti had supplied earlier when they got off the bike. The bike men had dropped them a distance back, telling him that that was the farthest he could go. Bernard had been expecting that the bike would take them to the long-standing hut, but Ireti confirmed what they said: that the roads that lead to the hut fr