My treasure bowl connects the past and present; I've won everything on my journey into exile.

Upon hearing the sound, Lin Mo and the others all looked toward the source of the noise.

A woman, soaking wet, carrying a six or seven-year-old boy, charged toward them with a ferocious expression.

With her eyes red and swollen, she cursed rudely.

Every word he uttered included a salutation to Lin Mo's ancestors.

Lin Mo handed the fish to Xu Pinggui to grill, and then slowly stood up, looking at him with a furrowed brow.

Xu Wuyan quietly stood behind Lin Mo.

The woman was a young wife in the Zhou family. Her surname was Zhao, and her given name was Tong.

Lin Mo recognized the other person.

This woman is very protective of her son.

She saved all the food for her son, while she herself often drank water to stave off hunger.

Although he loves his son, he is very extreme.

In my past life...

A deep glint flashed in Lin Mo's eyes. Waiting for the other person to approach, she spoke directly:

"Zhao Tong, I have no connection with you whatsoever, yet you come here and immediately start yelling and threatening me. Do you really think I'm made of clay and have no temper?"

Zhao Tong's eyes were ferocious as she stared intently at Lin Mo:

"It was you, you killed my son, you murderer!"

Her voice was terribly hoarse.

This drew everyone's attention to the child she was holding.

Only then did everyone realize that the child's face was already deathly gray, and his stomach was swollen.

Given the wet clothes on the mother and child, it was obvious to anyone with eyes that the child had drowned.

At that moment, many people shook their heads in regret.

A life was lost just like that.

Lin Mo frowned, looking puzzled.

What does this have to do with her?

This is clearly a case of being at home when disaster strikes out of nowhere.

Lin Mo said coldly, "You're really funny. Your son is dead, what does that have to do with me? It's not like I pushed the water under his floor, is it?"

Lin Mo really couldn't understand why she was being blamed for her son's drowning.

Following Zhao Tong's logic, does that mean if other people's relatives die, they can also follow her example and blame it all on themselves?

"If it's not your fault, whose is it?" Zhao Tong screamed.

“If you hadn’t gone fishing, my son wouldn’t have run off to catch fish.”

If he doesn't try to catch fish, he won't fall into the water and drown.

"It was you! You killed my son! I'll make you pay with your life!"

"Murderer, give me back my son's life!"

Zhao Tong had long been driven to madness by the death of her son.

After carefully placing her son's body on the ground, she angrily rammed her head into Lin Mo.

Lin Mo's face darkened completely.

How can you blame yourself for this?

What is all this about?

Lin Mo was speechless when she met her speechless mother; she was utterly speechless.

Seeing Zhao Tong charging headfirst at her like a madwoman, Lin Mo couldn't bear it any longer and was about to make a move, but unexpectedly someone was faster than her.

Seeing Xu Wuyan suddenly stand in front of her and kick Zhao Tong, Lin Mo's eyes flashed.

"Ahhh!"

Zhao Tong screamed and fell heavily to the ground.

"Try touching my wife." Xu Wuyan withdrew his foot with an icy expression.

Those watching couldn't stand it any longer and began to criticize:

"Xu Wuyan, you've gone too far. She's just a woman, a woman who just lost her child. Was it necessary to be so cruel?"

"Exactly, that's too harsh. There's not a shred of compassion. Can't you be a little more understanding of her?"

……

Xu Wuyan glanced at the crowd watching and making sarcastic remarks, and sneered.

"Yes, I have no compassion, I'm just that ruthless."

You are compassionate, kind-hearted, and understanding.

Come on, stand here and let her vent her anger by banging her head against the wall.

You're a good person, yes, I'm talking about you.

Come on, stand up and admit it. You killed her son, so she could have someone to rely on, and you can play the good guy while you're at it.

Xu Wuyan's words silenced everyone, and they silently took a few steps back.

Xu Wuyan looked at Zhao Tong with an icy expression:

"Your son is dead, and everyone is saddened, but what does all this have to do with my wife?"

Because you know that you bear the greatest responsibility for your son's death, because you didn't take good care of him, which led to the accident.

You're throwing mud at the first person who went fishing; you're just trying to lessen your guilt.

"No!" Zhao Tong looked up, her face revealing despair and anger.

“It’s all her fault. If she hadn’t gone fishing, my son wouldn’t have gone to catch fish. It’s all her fault! Why did she go fishing? If she hadn’t gone fishing, none of this would have happened.”

As she spoke, Zhao Tong began to sob.

Xu Wuyan was too lazy to talk to this kind of person. This kind of person could not be described as just being unreasonable; they could be described as insane.

People who shift blame onto others just to make themselves feel better deserve to be beaten up.

If it weren't for the fact that she had just lost her son, Xu Wuyan would have really been tempted to beat her up.

With a stern face, he pulled Lin Mo back and told her to ignore this crazy woman.

"Don't go! You'll pay for my son's life!" Zhao Tong angrily got up from the ground and charged directly at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo could no longer bear it and punched him.

"Damn it, don't push your luck."

Don't shift your own responsibility onto others.

boom!

Zhao Tong was sent flying by this punch.

As she fell to the ground, she let out a painful howl.

Lin Mo, her face dark, strode toward Zhao Tong.

Then he grabbed her collar and scolded her loudly:

"Zhao Tong, listen to me carefully."

Your son's death has nothing to do with me.

If anyone bears responsibility, it's you who bears the most; you didn't take good care of your son. And…”

Lin Mo paused, then sneered:

There should have been many people around when your son fell into the water.

The people at the scene stood by and watched your son drown. Why aren't you going to confront them? What are you doing here with me?

Hmph, weren't they just criticizing our side for being cold-blooded?

Now, let's see just how passionate they are.

Lin Moxin was quite cold-hearted.

When she left, many people headed towards the pool.

So many people watched a child drown, and not a single person offered to help.

It's truly frightening to see people so cold-hearted.

Zhao Tong was stunned. Yes.

With so many people watching, why didn't anyone step in to save their son?

She glanced at the onlookers...

Among the onlookers, some awkwardly turned their heads away, while others couldn't help but criticize Lin Mo:

"You're trying to shift the blame and push the trouble away from us."

"Yeah, how could you be so cruel? In this cold weather, going down there would be certain death! Who doesn't value their life?"

"It's her own fault for not taking good care of the child. She can only blame herself. What does it have to do with anyone else?"

"That's right, it's her own fault for not watching the child properly. She didn't even know the child went to play in the pond. How dare she blame others? Shouldn't she blame herself first?"

……

Lin Mo sneered, "This is human nature."

Whenever it involves themselves, they will try to absolve themselves of all responsibility.

The pool wasn't very big at all. If someone had gone down into it and others had lent a hand, the child would have been perfectly fine.

Unfortunately, human nature is cold and indifferent.

Lin Mo released Zhao Tong, straightened up, and turned to walk back to her own camp.

Meanwhile, the Zhou family members who had gone out to find food rushed back.

They took away the crying Zhao Tong, as well as the body of Zhao Tong's son.

This farce has finally come to an end.

Back by the fire, Lin Mo sat down with a somber face.

Liu Ying and the others rushed over to comfort her, afraid that she would get upset.

"MoMo, let's not be angry. She's just going crazy from the grief of losing her son, that's why she's talking nonsense. Don't take it to heart," Liu Ying sighed.

"You haven't been a mother yet, so you don't know how painful it is for a parent to bury their child. Show some understanding of her grief, and let's just let this matter rest."

Lin Mo, “…”

Her anger, which had been subsiding, was reignited by her mother's words.

Because she is grieving the loss of her son, does that mean she should unjustly suffer her false accusations?

She really is my mother.

Lin Mo really wanted to crack open her head to see what she was thinking.

Lin Shuo, who was standing to the side, saw that his own sister was so angry that she could hardly speak, and his mother was adding fuel to the fire.

She quickly reached out and grabbed Liu Ying, who was still about to speak, saying, "Mother, the porridge is ready. Go and drink it first."

His mother, sometimes really can't distinguish right from wrong.

and also……

Lin Shuo was taken aback. Why did he feel like he had become stronger?

He pulled his mother over with one pull, how strange!

Xu Wuyan sat down next to Lin Mo. "Don't be angry. Your mother is kind-hearted."

Xu Wuyan put it rather subtly.

Lin Mo had a headache and shook her head:

"I don't need your comfort. I know what kind of person my mother is."

He then looked at Xu Pinggui beside him:

"Go and find out what exactly happened by the pool."

Also, try to find out who exactly encouraged Zhao Tong to come to you.”

Zhao Tong wouldn't have come to him without someone instigating her; someone must have been manipulating her behind the scenes.

Xu Pinggui nodded, handed the grilled fish to Xu Wuyan, and then got up to leave.

After Xu Pinggui left, Lin Mo casually tended to the fire.

Zhao Tong is a lunatic. If she can't let go of her thoughts and keeps bothering me, I'll definitely be in endless trouble.

"Are you still angry?" Xu Wuyan asked in a low voice.

"No, I just feel a little unwell," Lin Mo sighed.

"That's just a child. If anyone had gone down, the child wouldn't have lost his life."

"Don't think about it. Human nature can't withstand the test." Xu Wuyan shook his head.

In the dead of winter, soaking in cold water without changing clothes will inevitably lead to illness.

If you fall ill on this journey, it's like stepping into the gates of hell.

Everyone is afraid of death.