Chapter 390: Boiling Soup (1)
When the young girl heard this, her eyes became teary!
She hurriedly grabbed Gong Yimo"s clothes and asked anxiously, “Big brother, talk! Tell me that my father didn"t die! He"d walked that worn-down path so many times! How could he possibly have died?”
Right. He had walked so many times and never got hurt. But the one time he went with her, he died. Was it fated that blood spilled wherever she went? Gong Yimo was in a daze.
Seeing that Gong Yimo wasn"t talking either, the young girl started to sob. For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was very down and depressed. Gong Yimo felt as if she was suffocating in here.
Right now, there was a fragrant smell of delicacy coming from the kitchen and Gong Yimo was stunned. The two were still crying, but she went to the kitchen as if she was in a trance. Glancing at the neat and tidy kitchen as well as the dishes covered by the bowl on the stove, it was clear that she had interrupted the woman from boiling a soup as there was a chicken in the pot.
The crying continued outside, but the moment she held onto the wok spatula, her panicking heart all of a sudden calmed down. People couldn"t reincarnate and she didn"t expect them to forgive her either. At the very least, she could cook dinner for them.
This was a very small room, but it was very warm. From many details, she could tell that they had put effort into this home and this was a happy family of three.
But right now, sadness overwhelmed the room.
Money might be able to buy a lot of things, but life was very fragile… people could die at any moment and she had seen many cases of this. Even she had prepared to die at any moment. The only thing she could do now was to not leave any regret.
At this time, she clearly heard the woman bawling and saying, “Old man! How could you die like this? I have been very rude to you normally and I always scold you. I don"t mean it… Don"t resent me!”
As well as the young girl"s crying.
“Father, I"ll never say that you can"t provide a good life for us. I don"t want beautiful clothes anymore. Come back, father!…”
Gong Yimo"s grip on the wok spatula tightened and for some reason, she wanted to cry as well.
What a pitiful thing it was to live in the world suffering from hards.h.i.+ps and not enjoying life as it is, dying before everything became better.
Therefore, don"t leave regrets and unspoken words. Gong Yimo glanced at the steaming warm pot of soup and suddenly wondered if she would have any regrets if she died again.
After crying for a while, they were also tired. They snapped out of their dazes to see Gong Yimo bringing dish after dish of food to the table from the kitchen. They didn"t feel good.
If it weren"t for her, their husband and father wouldn"t have died. But the old man told them before that collecting herbs was very dangerous and there was a tiger in the mountains. If he died one day, he wished for them to live happy lives. Therefore, he was usually stingy and did the best he could to earn money…who knew… he jinxed himself!
Thinking of this, the woman started crying again. She had 100 silvers now! It was enough for them to spend for their entire lives! But the old man had never enjoyed a single day in his life and he died! How could she bear that?!
In the end, Gong Yimo placed the soup in the center of the table and washed the bowls and chopsticks, placing them neatly on the table. Then, she said, “Are you guys hungry? Come and eat.”
Seeing that they didn"t move, Gong Yimo glanced at the table full of food and said faintly, “It"s quite sumptuous today. Isn"t it a celebratory dinner?”
“Now that he achieved his goal, shouldn"t you guys celebrate it for him?” Gong Yimo was referring to the 100 silvers he earned while the woman noticed that Gong Yimo had placed an extra pair of chopsticks and bowl on the table. The woman walked out of her sadness and tried her best to wipe her tears, walking over.
They should celebrate it. That"s what the old man would think if he was here.