Chapter 389: The Hatred Due to Severed Fingers (2)

After leaving, Gong Yimo didn"t feel good! She had abandoned many years worth of feelings. Plus, the other party wasn"t someone with deep thoughts and liked to scheme, but rather a pure master who was like a child! Cutting him off was like cutting off her skin as well!

Therefore, it hurts! Deep in her heart, she also resented this. Since rebirth, this was the first time she was ever that irritated!

But while digging the hole, she slowly calmed down.

This wasn"t her first time burying someone, but most of the time, she just set on a fire because whenever she burned something, everything nearby also burned too!

She couldn"t take the corpse back either because the old man had told her that whenever someone died in the village, no one could enter. Therefore, she could only bury him in this dangerous forest in return for the earth. Therefore, Gong Yimo buried him here and the smell of the soil calmed her down even more.

Those with authority will be given the same sentence with common people for the same crime committed! That was just empty talk. In society, many innocent peasants were killed by powerful people, but they received no compensation.

When can people actually live up to the words? Gong Yimo knew clearly that without reform, it will be impossible.

Therefore.. this is the road she will be going on.

And this is karma!

After exiting the forest, she didn"t forget to go to the village and give the banknotes to the herbal collector"s family. After all, he earned this and his family deserved it.

This was a small village in the Hopeless Forest. The people in the village either hunted or collected herbs. They lived simple lives, after all, it was dangerous to go into the mountains.

The moment Gong Yimo walked to the village, she saw a girl squatting and murmuring, “He"s not back! He"s still not back! He said he"ll buy me hair accessories, but look at the time! Humph! If you don"t buy me some hair accessories when you"re back, I won"t talk to you!”

Although it was dark, Gong Yimo almost immediately confirmed that she was the herbal collector"s daughter, so she walked over.

After she walked closer, the girl saw Gong Yimo and her eyes brightened. “Big brother! You"re back!”

Then she looked behind Gong Yimo and her expression became strange. “Where"s my father?”

Gong Yimo couldn"t help but pat her head and she said, “Let"s talk after we go in.”

The girl didn"t dare to think of any scary consequences, so she brought Gong Yimo back.

When they returned home, they saw the old man"s wife who was an ordinary woman. She smiled and just came out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on the ap.r.o.n. She seemed outgoing and carefree, but once she didn"t see the old man behind Gong Yimo, she couldn"t help but be stunned.

“Young Master, where"s my old man? Why isn"t he back yet?”

This was the first time Gong Yimo encountered this situation. She kept her head down and gradually fished out the banknotes. In her heart, she had prepared for a scolding and to be kicked out of the home. Because of this trauma, her body stiffened.

When the plump woman saw the banknotes, without knowing why, her eyes became teary. She took the money and glanced at the amount. It was 100 silvers and it pained her to look at it. She had a st.u.r.dy body, but she was crying like a young lady right now.

“Young Master… just tell me directly. Is my old man… did he… die?!”

“Mother, what are you talking about? Why would father be dead?” The young lady was unhappy and pushed her mother, but the latter just stared fixated on Gong Yimo as if trying to see through something.

Gong Yimo hesitated for a few moments before saying in a low voice, “How… how did you find out?”

The plump woman bawled out loud right then and sat on the ground, tears flowing constantly down her face!

“My old man loves money! He… he said he will earn 100 silvers together! I even laughed at him for daydreaming! He… he will never have someone bring money over on his behalf!”

Then he"s definitely dead!