The crowd was led by the village chief, and each and every one of them looked aggrieved and infuriated.

Some were clenching their fists, while others brought their hammers and shovels. Instead of attending a funeral, they seemed to be here for a fight.

Even the village chief who had always been an easy going person looked furious. He stared angrily at him, sending off a very fearful message.

Henrick‘s noticed the oddity and anxiously asked, “Err… what is going on?”

 

“Holding you accountable,” the village chief replied. Albeit spoken softly, his tone was extremely determined and to a certain extent, aggressive.

Henrick frowned and asked again, “What do you mean? I don‘t know when I have offended you, but surely this commotion is unwarranted! When my mom was still around, she never took advantage of you! Is this how you treat her son now that she is gone?”

your mother did not take advantage of me. But remember, I was the person who paid her share of the repair costs for the church. Your

 “You should have told me earlier! It‘s a good deed to contribute to the repair of the

 the only one asking for money?” replied

he turned and looked

 you refused me! Josee is bed–ridden for such a long time and I cannot afford to take her to

 veins on Henrick‘s forehead popped out

funeral. However, the moment he looked up and

 once in a while, but even so, it was only a month‘s worth of salary, just enough to keep

 to pay them immediately, that would involve an

stingy and cunning person. He could spend millions building his own house,

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