Chapter 68: It's about my wife. I can't tell right from wrong.
Lin Mo watched her wailing in pain quietly.
Zhao Tong is only breathing her last breath now, and Lin Mo doesn't want her to leave in despair.
I want her to know that her son loves her very much.
She is good and worthy of love.
When Zhao Tong stopped wailing, her breath became weaker and her pupils could no longer focus on Lin Mo.
She slowly raised her bloody hand and tried to grab Lin Mo.
But in the end, it fell down powerlessly.
Lin Mo reached out and grabbed her hand, "What do you want to say?"
"I'm sorry, and...can you...bury me...with my son's clothes...?" Zhao Tong had a beautiful smile on her face.
"In... the carriage, I... want to be his mother... in my next life!"
At this point, the light in her eyes completely disappeared, and she spat out mouthfuls of blood.
She looked in the direction of Lin Mo with lifeless eyes.
It wasn't until Lin Mo agreed that she smiled contentedly:
"Son..., mother... is here... to see you...!"
As soon as she finished speaking, her body stiffened and softened, and she became motionless.
Lin Mo's eyes turned red. She turned her head away and reached out to close her eyes.
In the next life, you will still be mother and son. Rest in peace, Zhao Tong.
After taking a deep breath and controlling his emotions, Lin Mo bent down, reached out, picked up Zhao Tong, and walked out step by step.
Zhao Tong finally wanted to be buried with her son's clothes. I will help her fulfill her wish.
As soon as she walked out of the room, she was surrounded by people.
"Tell me, are you with this murderer?"
"Where do you want to take this murderer's body?"
"Leave her body here, I will cut her into pieces and avenge my father."
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Looking at the excited crowd, Lin Mo's expression remained indifferent:
"What if I don't?"
Lin Mo's reaction angered everyone.
Everyone only dared to insult and did not dare to step forward.
Zhou Qunqing squeezed out of the crowd, her eyes red and swollen, staring at Lin Mo with a sad face:
“She killed my father, my second uncle, and my fifth uncle.
He has harmed my Zhou family, and now only orphans and widows are left.
Such a vicious woman doesn't deserve to be buried in peace. She should be torn into pieces and thrown into the mountains to feed the wild beasts."
Her words were supported by the surviving members of the Zhou family.
So now everyone was shouting that they wanted to cut Zhao Tong into pieces and feed them to wild beasts.
Moreover, in excitement, they all approached Lin Mo, as if they were going to fight her to the death unless Lin Mo handed over Zhao Tong's body.
Outside the crowd, Liu Ying was extremely anxious watching this scene.
She wanted to go forward to help, but was held back by Lin Shuo:
"Mom, don't make trouble, I will handle it.
Even if I can't solve it, don't I still have my brother-in-law?"
Liu Ying was extremely panicked. "What if they attack your sister?"
"They don't dare. If they did, they would have already done it." Lin Shuo shook his head fiercely.
"Mom, calm down."
Lin Mo, on the other hand, looked at the Zhou family members approaching him step by step, with a terrifyingly cold expression:
"If you want to be beaten, come on up."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xu Wuyan immediately stepped in front of her to block her view, his gloomy eyes sweeping over them:
"If you want to try, go ahead. I'll help you."
Zhou Qunqing was unwilling to accept this, as the person who was killed was her father.
She looked at Xu Wuyan, her face full of sternness and anger:
"Prince, are you also going to confuse right and wrong and shield the murderer?
There are thirteen lives in there. She killed thirteen people. Shouldn't such a person be killed?"
"How many people she killed has nothing to do with me. As long as it's related to my wife, I can never tell right from wrong." Xu Wuyan raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of sarcasm.
What does the life and death of others have to do with him?
Are you dreaming of controlling him morally?
Lin Mo glanced at Xu Wuyan in surprise, then looked away.
That will belong to someone else in the future.
She can't rely on it.
Dependence is addictive.
What will she do when she has no one to rely on?
Lin Mo held Zhao Tong's body, walked past him, and stood in front of the Zhou family.
She stared at Zhou Qunqing's face, which was distorted by anger:
“Can’t tell right from wrong?
Are you from the Zhou family qualified to say these four words? "
Seeing Zhou Qunqing excitedly wanting to speak, Lin Mo didn't give her a chance, her expression was cold:
"From the oldest to the youngest in your Zhou family, everyone treated her and her as members of your Zhou family, including her husband Zhou Yuan. They didn't even take her seriously, simply because her maternal family had all died long ago.
Since the exile began, have you ever given the mother and son any warmth?
Did you give them something to eat?
Did you help her take care of her son while she went to find food?
When her son got into trouble, there must have been a lot of people who saw him heading towards the pond. Did anyone in your Zhou family speak up to stop him?
You should be thankful that Zhao Tong still has a trace of conscience, otherwise she wouldn't have just killed Zhou Yuan and his brothers."
The Zhou family members were speechless after being questioned by Lin Mo's sharp questions, and their faces turned red.
"Then she should pay the price."
"She killed someone and paid for it with her own life. What else do you want?" Lin Mo directly refuted Zhou Qunqing's words:
"Didn't you cause her death?"
"She deserved to die. She deserved it. Also, the Zhou family deserved it because we have let them down. But what about our relatives?" Zhang Baodong stood up angrily:
"My eldest brother has never offended her, why would she want to kill him?"
"You really didn't offend me?" Lin Mo looked at him.
A hint of coldness appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she glanced at everyone:
“Among those she killed, there were no innocent people.
These people were right by the pond at the time, and they could have saved her son's life by lending a hand, but no one was willing to help.
And it was these people who really drove Zhao Tong crazy. Not only did they not help her son, but they also took advantage of her misfortune and said that her son deserved to die.
Such words are like cutting a mother's heart. How can she let them go? If it were you, would you tolerate it?
In short, whether you can tolerate it is your business. I, Lin Mo, just like Zhao Tong, cannot tolerate it."
Everyone was silent.
Lin Mo's eyes turned red, "People can be selfish, but they can't be so selfish without any bottom line. What's the difference between that and an animal?
Although Zhao Tong did something wrong and used the wrong method to seek revenge, she didn't hurt anyone innocent. Even when you beat her, she didn't hurt you, right?
Zhao Tong had long been determined to die, but she hadn't dared to because she felt her son's death was unrequited. Now that her son's death was avenged, she no longer had any desire to live.
Lin Mo took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and held his head high:
"If anyone dares to stop me again, don't blame me for being rude."
After saying that, he strode towards the entrance of the post station.
This time no one dared to stop her and they all made way for her.
When we reached the carriage, Li Ping came out from the side:
"Mrs. Xu, Zhao Tong's bag is here. I'll go with you."
Li Ping understands Zhao Tong.
A mother is strong and can give up everything for her children.
They will never let go of anyone who hurts their children.
So, she didn't think Zhao Tong was wrong.
Lin Mo nodded and continued walking outside.
Following behind her were Li Ping, Xu Wuyan and others.
In the crowd, Shen Liuli watched all this with cold eyes.
You are really good at pretending.
She had watched her mother die in agony, and when she went to beg them for help, they ignored her. But now they are pretending to be a good person.
Shen Liuli hated.
The hands hidden in the sleeves couldn't help but clench tightly.
If it weren't for them, her mother wouldn't have died, her brother wouldn't have been injured, and she wouldn't have been hated by the tribe.
It's all this bitch's fault.
Bang!
Shen Pingqi slapped her in the face:
“Chen Liuli, put away your expression and don’t cause trouble for me, do you understand?”
Shen Liuli covered her face and lowered her head, “Yeah!”
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Old Wei, who was standing by, watched this scene and shook his head. This is human nature.
He immediately ordered people to clean up the scene.
It was almost dawn after all this commotion.
Clean up quickly, you can still sleep a little longer.
Those who were called out didn't dare to say anything. Those who moved the bodies moved the bodies, and those who cleaned cleaned.
The post station suddenly became lively.
By the time Lin Mo finished burying Zhao Tong and her son's clothes, the sky in the east was already turning pale.
Li Ping, who was standing by, placed a bunch of wild grass she had picked in front of the grave and sighed:
"Zhao Tong may not be a good person, but she is definitely a good mother.
I hope that in their next life, both mother and son can be born into a good family and continue their mother-son relationship."
Lin Mo looked gloomy.
He took out a wine bag and poured some wine.
Zhao Tong, you have been reunited with your son now. Everything will be fine over there.
"Madam, please go back." Xu Wuyan said.
Lin Mo nodded.
When she turned around, she saw Xu Mengxian running towards her in a hurry:
"Sister-in-law, I... I found some paper money and incense in the kitchen. Let's burn some for Zhao Tong and the others." Xu Mengxian breathed a little.
"Madame Qin said that if we burn some paper money for them, they will be reborn into a good family."
Lin Mo did not refuse her this time. She reached out and took the incense from her hand, took out the fire starter, lit it, and stuck it in front of the grave.
Xu Mengxian quickly started burning paper money.
"Zhao Tong, I'm sorry, I scolded you before."
"I apologize to you. I'm sorry."
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