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?
“Hmph!” the village chief let out a huge grunt. “Indeed, 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 mother refused to contribute!”
“So this is what all of it is about...” Henrick nodded. “You should have told me earlier! It's a good deed to contribute to the repair of the church. How much did you pay on behalf of my mom? I'll pay you back.”
“Do you really think that I'm the only one asking for money?” replied the village chief.
Then, he turned and looked towards Nigel.
Nigel stepped forward and said, “Henrick, I heard that you spent fifteen thousand on flowers for this funeral. However, when I asked for my salary for this month yesterday, you refused me! Josee is bed-ridden for such a long time and I cannot afford to take her to seek treatment! Henrick, how can you be so heartless? When are you going to pay up?
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