Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 124 Falling (1)_1

Chapter 124: Chapter 124 Falling (1)_1

Fat Brother, kneeling on the ground, struggled to stand up, but a police officer harshly pressed him back down. He tried to move again and again, his eyes fixed intently on a certain spot, a look of surprise and joy fleeting across his face.

Mo Yan followed Fat Brother’s gaze, and among the crowd of onlookers, she could not determine who exactly he was looking at.

At that moment, a delicate-looking woman about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, holding a food box, squeezed out from the crowd.

The woman approached the execution platform, clearly wanting to get closer, but the police officer stationed there stopped her.

"Officer, that man is my elder brother. Please, I beg of you, let me through to give him a last meal!"

Perhaps accustomed to such scenes and aware that Fat Brother was soon to meet his end, the police officer did not make it hard for her. After seeking approval from the Execution Official, he warned her to ’come out quickly’ with a shout and let her through.

The woman thanked the police officer with tears of gratitude and, ignoring the disdainful looks from those around, carried the food box onto the execution platform and walked up to Fat Brother.

Fat Brother gazed fondly at the woman: "Xing Er, you finally came to see me."

Upon hearing this, the woman’s eyes reddened, but she said nothing. Clumsily she took out several dishes and a bowl of rice from the food box and began to feed Fat Brother with chopsticks, her hands trembling slightly, betraying her sorrow.

Fat Brother obediently opened his mouth, his eyes never leaving the woman, but as he ate, his mouth stopped moving, his face clouded with despair: "Xing Er, I’m sorry, I’m useless, I couldn’t save you... I’m useless..."

The bowl dropped from the woman’s loosened grip as she covered her mouth, weeping uncontrollably: "I’m the one who’s sorry, it’s all my fault. If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have taken the risk, and you wouldn’t have been caught. It’s all my fault; I’m the one who’s sorry..."

If it weren’t for trying to save her from that demon cave, this man would not have snatched so much silver during the Lantern Festival night, would not have been arrested. He had committed many heinous acts, yet he had never wronged her. She disliked him, even hated him in her heart, but at that moment, she truly didn’t want this man, who had opened his heart to her, to die.

Fat Brother wanted to comfort the woman, but his hands were tied behind his back, rendering him immobile. He managed a light chuckle and shook his head, rubbing his tear-stained face against hers: "Silly girl, how can you blame yourself? Even if not this time, it would have been the next time, or the time after. I’ve sinned, and this is the fate I deserve! Listen to me, don’t cry. If you keep crying, I won’t be able to leave in peace."

Upon hearing these words, the woman could no longer hold back and embraced the man, her tears falling like a string of beads broken, unable to utter a single word.

Fat Brother felt an extreme pang of heartache, wishing nothing more than to break free of his shackles and hold the woman in his arms to comfort her.

In the nearly a year they’ve been together, she had never shown him a kind face, yet now her tears and her grief were all for him. If possible, he would willingly trade his life for the lifelong happiness and well-being of this woman who was so dear to his heart!

"Yanyan, seeing them like this, I—I feel sorry for them again..."

Liu Tinglan watched the man and woman cry on the execution platform, her feelings a complex mix. This man deserved to die for his grievous crimes, yet seeing them like this made her feel stifled and somewhat distressed.

"Perhaps in the eyes of others, he deserves to die, but in the eyes of his wife, he is just her husband, her support."

Mo Yan too found it difficult to bear. Everyone has a soft spot in their hearts that others cannot touch. Regardless, for his own selfish gains, Fat Brother had destroyed countless happy families, which was unforgivable.

Looking at the woman’s profile, Mo Yan felt it looked familiar. After thinking carefully, she was certain she had never seen this woman before, yet the sense of familiarity lingered in her mind.