The little girl's eyes turned red when she heard this!
He hurriedly grabbed Gong Yimo's clothes and said eagerly, "Big brother, speak up! My father is not dead! How many times has he walked away from the broken forest! How could he have died!"
Yes, he walked so many times without dying, but after walking with her once, she died. Was she destined to bleed wherever she went? Gong Yimo's demon was blocked.
Seeing that Gong Yimo didn't speak, the little girl couldn't help crying. For a while, the room was very depressed and depressed, leaving Gong Yimo in it, almost breathless.
At this time, the kitchen smelled a lot, and Gong Yimo was a little stunned. She was still crying, one big and one small, but she went to the kitchen in a daze, looking at the neatly tidy kitchen and the yard on the earthen stove. The good bowls of vegetables were all held together by the bowl, and the chicken had just been placed in the pot, obviously wanting to stew soup, but was interrupted by her arrival.
The crying outside continued, but the moment she got the spatula, she was a little flustered and calmed down. People couldn't be resurrected from the dead, and she couldn't ask them for forgiveness. At least, she could cook them dinner.
This house is very small, but it is very warm. From many small places, it can be reflected that they are serious about living their lives, and they are a happy family of three.
But at this time, the whole house was covered with sadness.
Money may buy a lot of things, but how fragile life is... She said that without it, it would be gone. She watched too many life and death, and even herself was prepared to die at any time. The only thing she could do was probably just without regret.
At this time, she clearly heard the voice of the woman crying.
"Old man! Why did you die, I was so fierce to you on weekdays! I always scold you, I didn't mean it... You can blame me!"
And the sound of a little girl sobbing.
"Dad, I will never say that you didn't let me have a good life, and I don't want beautiful clothes anymore, come back, Daddy!"
She squeezed the spatula tightly, and for some reason, she wanted to cry too.
What a pitiful thing it is to live in the world, not to enjoy it, to go ups and downs in suffering, and to die without waiting for the bright day.
Therefore, there can be no unfinished regrets, no words left unfinished, Gong Yimo looked at the steam filling the soup pot in front of him, and suddenly wondered if he would have regrets if he died again one day.
After crying for a long time, they were tired. After they came back to their senses, they felt very uncomfortable when they saw that Gong Yimo had brought the dishes to the table, bowl by bowl.
If it wasn't for her, their husbands and fathers would not have died, but the old man Gao had told them that it was dangerous to collect herbs, and there were tigers in the mountains. Very stingy, desperately trying to save money, but unexpectedly... in one sentence!
Thinking of this, the woman began to cry again, and now she has one hundred taels! Enough for them to eat for a lifetime, but the old man has not enjoyed a day of happiness! Just so dead! How can she bear it
Gong Yimo finally put the soup in the middle of the table, washed the bowls and chopsticks, placed them one by one, and said, "Are you hungry, come and eat."
Seeing that they didn't move, Gong Yimo looked at the table full of food and said lightly, "It's so rich, isn't it a celebration feast?"
"Now that he has achieved his goal, shouldn't you congratulate him?" Gong Yimo was referring to the fact that the old man earned a hundred taels, while the woman noticed that Gong Yimo had more than a set of bowls and chopsticks, and felt sad for a while. Came from it, but tried hard to wipe away the tears and came over!
Celebrate, if the old man thinks so.
She pulled her crying daughter and sat down at the table, watching the meal in front of her, she couldn't help but shed tears!
On weekdays, they couldn't eat so well at all, and the old man swore before he left that today's 100 taels were fixed! She just cooked the rice ruthlessly, thinking to herself, even if there is no one hundred two or two, and usually, they all eat porridge.
But now, the celebration feasts that were not eaten during the Chinese New Year, after the merits, they will have no worries about food and clothing in the future, but the people are gone!
Seeing that the two were not moving, Gong Yimo picked up the chopsticks and put the chopsticks in the empty bowl where no one was sitting.
"It's also a practice banquet, you... don't you have the last meal with him?"
"Eat! Eat, we eat..."
The woman wiped away her tears again, and wiped her daughter too, and really moved her chopsticks.
The woman started to eat, but her daughter stared at Gong Yimo angrily and said in a hoarse voice, "It's all your fault! If it wasn't for you, my father would not have died! You pay my father back!"
She threw the chopsticks towards the palace Yimo, but the woman held her down!
"Have you forgotten what your father said to you?!" The woman was fierce, her crying red and swollen eyes staring, but deep down, there was grief.
The little girl knew that the mother was referring to what her father said. He said that he would probably die on the mountain one day. If there was such a day, I told them not to be too sad. For a while, their hearts were angry and painful, and they got up and ran to the room!
The woman wanted to stop her, but she didn't have the strength to speak, so she lowered her head and ate it without knowing the taste. These...all the old man likes to eat... But in the morning, she gave the old man a bowl of porridge, this clear soup. With little water, I don’t know if I’m hungry on Huangquan Road.
Gong Yimo bowed his head and ate, not knowing how rare this meal was, what a pity the old man didn't eat it...
She just thought about it, and then drew another silver note from her sleeve.
"I know money can't buy people's lives, people... I was buried in the mountains according to your custom, without erecting a monument, and this money... I just hope you can have a better life in the future, because along the way, he was talking to me about you. , it can be seen that he cares about you."
Tears fell when the woman heard this, she pushed the money back and said angrily.
"Thank you for burying him, I just want to know, why did my old man die?!"
Gong Yimo didn't hide it, they had the right to know the truth, but after hearing it, the woman couldn't hold it any longer and lay on the table and cried!
"All blame me! All blame me! If I hadn't always said that Gong Han was unwilling to work, the old man wouldn't have been killed for a grass! All blame me!!"
Gong Yimo whispered, "I don't blame you, I will avenge you for this matter."
Hearing the words, the woman quickly looked up at her!
Gong Yimo said, "I only cut off two of her fingers this time, but next time, I will kill her, so don't cry!"
Hearing the words, the woman nodded and shook her head again, and after a long time, she stopped crying.
"We can't ask for this money!"
"Why?"
The woman wiped away her tears and said, "The old man said, people like us can become rich overnight, and people's hearts can change easily, so one hundred taels is the limit! And you promised to avenge us, we can't take this money!"
Gong Yimo couldn't help but sigh, "Your old man is a man of understanding."
Saying that, he poured her a bowl of soup with his own hands.
The woman took a sip with tears in her eyes and choked.
"This soup...why is it sweet?"
Gong Yimo took a sip himself and squinted.
"Because people are alive, they won't be bitter all the time. You have worked hard for so long, it's time to be sweet."