Chapter 1682
Stefan and the few people behind him were all stunned for a second, when they clearly saw that the old lady had no slightest bit of intention in putting down the knife, the men instantly turned around and ran. They were competing to see who was the fastest runner. They stumbled and ran out of Hana’s house in a short time.
The old lady with the knife in her hand did not run out and chase after them, she collapsed and sat at the door while holding the knife and cried inconsolably. “What sins has an old lady like myself committed? What sins have I committed for God to be punishing me like this?” The old lady cried with incomparably great sorrow.
Hana gently walked to the front of the old lady and gently took the knife in her hand away. “Aunt, don’t be upset...hand me the knife.”
The old lady gave the knife to Hana, and then she turned around to kneel in front of Zayn, who was still in shock. “Mister Smith, everyone said that you’re a great person. That day when my niece came back, she told me that you had been taking care of the people at the shelter very often. I knew then that you were a good person.
“Mister Smith, help me. I don’t want your money! No matter how poor I am, I will also never want money. I just want a job that includes meals and accommodation. I can do any work that others dare not do. Cleaning or washing dishes. Is that alright?”
Zayn was speechless.
“I’m begging you, Mister Smith. You see, if I stay at my niece’s house, I will only be a burden to her. They will come again in the future. My niece has already had it hard enough, to begin with, she had to work four jobs to pay the mortgage, and she still has to give Tessa living expenses every month. She is already having it hard herself. I can’t be a burden to her. I’m begging you, Mister Smith...”
“Ma’am, first get up,” Zayn said. “I will be doomed if you kneel for me like this. You first get up and tell me what’s going on, and it's not too late for me to think of a way to help you. Let’s not talk about the job. With that behavior of you holding the knife just now, I’m guessing that those bunch of people will not let you go at all. You first get up and we’ll think of a way to resolve this matter.”
Only then did the old lady wipe her tears and stand up with the help of Zayn and Hana. She sat on the bench in the house and slowly told them her story.
The old lady had lost her husband when she was young and had brought up her son alone. Her son was also very obedient. They were street vendors selling pork in this suburban town, and there was also another street vendor opposite her son. There was fierce competition between the two businesses, and the vendor opposite them often created trouble for them. They kept picking fights with her son every other day.
At first, her son just endured it. One day, the people from the opposite stall provoked her son. “Hey, little butcher, do you know that you can still keep your butcher stall open all thanks to your mother? I wonder how many men she had slept with to be able to save up enough money for you to open up this butcher stall! Your mother is old now, but your wife is still very young and can be introduced to men again. Hey, your mother and your wife’s business seem to be doing pretty well! ”
Those words had infuriated her son, who had always been honest and rule-abiding. Her son picked up a knife and slashed that person. It was not enough to vent his hatred after just one slash, so he continuously slashed the person up several times. It was fortunate that the person’s life managed to be saved after getting emergency treatment in time. Although it was not enough for his son to be charged with a death sentence, he also was a felon. Her son was only twenty two years old that year. The old lady was only forty-five years old.
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