Chapter 133 - 131 Yin Cha, You Want to Teach Me How to Do Things
It continued until evening, and the sun finally set. A cool breeze came through, and Gouwa felt a bit more comfortable, lazily lying on the ground.
In the room, Liu Qiang was hugging the old lady, both crying bitterly. The old lady was sobbing, "My grandson was so young and died so miserably. Why does that man get to live to an old age? The heavens are unjust, and fate is blind."
Liu Qiang consoled, "Mom, please don’t say such things. Be careful not to offend the gods above."
"Am I afraid of offending gods? I’ve lived most of my life without worth. The good die young, and the wicked live for millennia. I fear nothing now and I will speak my mind."
Liu Qiang comforted her a bit more, his eyes reddened from crying. He then left the room, seeing Yun Qi sitting under the shade of a tree, he walked over dejectedly and whispered, "Little Master, thank you. Though it’s a bit late, at least the murderer was found, giving my wife and child some justice."
Then he sighed, staring blankly at some unknown corner, not speaking for a long time.
Yun Qi softly asked, "Are you sad?"
Liu Qiang lifted his swollen eyes, forcing a smile. His honest face harbored a resentful expression, "To be honest, even though the murderer was found, I’m not happy at all. Why did my wife and child leave this world so early, while that killer lived so long?"
As he spoke, tears rolled down once more. "Especially my son, he wasn’t even two, so small, knowing nothing, not even able to speak clearly. When I found him in the water puddle, his tiny feet were floating above the water, head downwards, and I fainted. Later, I was told when he was pulled out, his face was swollen, eyes were decayed. What did he do to deserve such pain? I wish these things had happened to me instead..."
Unable to finish, the sturdy man covered his face and burst into tears, as if trying to cry out all the grief repressed over the years.