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After hearing this, Ms. Susan, who was broad-minded and fat, immediately looked behind the kitchen window, her face originally filled with a friendly smile.

But after seeing the stranger following little Sebastian, his smiling face immediately stiffened, but he still gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word against his will.

"No...it's okay, I...don't...mind!"

The naive Sebastian did not see through Ms. Susan's poor acting skills at all, but excitedly welcomed Mr. John into his best friend's home.

As soon as he entered the door, he shouted towards the restaurant: "Hey, Caroline, what are your plans for tomorrow? Why don't we go fishing together?"

Watson also slowly followed the other person into this extremely clean house. The walls inside the house were all painted a warm milky white, and the exposed wooden beams were a lovely light pink.

Even the dining tables, chairs, sofas and other furniture are all in bright colors, with vases filled with delicate flowers, and a variety of handicrafts are placed in the hall.

It can be seen that this Ms. Susan must be a person who loves life very much.

The girl with a youthful and beautiful face and playful freckles on both sides of her nose was sitting shyly at the edge of the dining table. When she heard Sebastian's call, she originally planned to shout in response, but when she saw the strange stranger entering the room, Afterwards, he swallowed the words unconsciously.

But when Sebastian came to Susan, it was as if his nature had been unlocked, and he seemed extraordinarily relaxed. He was completely different from the restrained and polite appearance he had just shown at the homes of the first three townspeople. He sat down at the dining table. On the table, he directly picked up the small cake on the dining basin and put it into his mouth, chewing it with big mouthfuls, then gave a thumbs up and let out a sound of praise.

"Hmm - as expected, Ms. Susan's cakes taste the best!"

Ms. Susan, who had already walked out of the open kitchen, angrily slapped away the boy's hand that was reaching for the plate again, and scolded her in a seemingly serious but caring manner: "You are really getting more and more disobedient as a child. How many times have I told you to wash your hands before eating!”

Sebastian then scratched his head and smiled shyly, then obediently came to the kitchen to wash his hands, and Watson naturally followed him.

The three people in Ilksmouth were discussing the recent interesting things in the town, such as whose sow actually gave birth to fifteen piglets; the old man next door caught a fifteen-year-old piglet two days ago. The fish was so big that it weighed 1.5 pounds. I was so happy that I carried the fish around the town for three or five times before willing to go home;

However, while Watson was washing his hands in the kitchen, he very keenly captured a message, which was said by Ms. Susan.

"Sigh... When I went out to exchange food this morning, I heard that three more residents of our town had died last night."

"First, there is Mr. Faye, who lives alone. It is said that he fell asleep on the sofa after drinking alone in the middle of the night. He did not cover himself with a blanket. When the fireplace went out late at night, he actually left in his sleep."

"And Hardy and Celestine, this old couple who are already sixty years old, seemed to have suddenly decided last night to continue trying to give birth to a child, and they actually wanted to do that despite their old age. Come on, the last two people were so excited that they died suddenly on the bed——" Ms. Susan was still telling the sad news of death, but the next second she said: "By the way, little Sebastian, what are you doing? When are you planning to get married? Our Caroline can’t wait any longer, so why not hold the wedding together at your coming-of-age ceremony?”

This sudden attack from her mother made Caroline blush immediately and interrupted in embarrassment: "Mom!"

Susan looked at little Sebastian, who was also so embarrassed that his ears were red, with a loving, doting, and gratified smile on his face. She seemed quite satisfied with the young man who was about to become her son-in-law.

At this time, Watson also finished washing his hands and sat down. Ms. Susan's smile became stiff again. She stopped gossiping and laughing at her daughter, and just said concisely: "Let's eat."

The lunch ended quickly in such disharmony. Afterwards, the two young people, Sebastian and Caroline, hid upstairs and whispered. Only Watson, who was sitting idle, and Su, who was washing the dishes, were left on the first floor. Ms. Shan.

Watson is wondering whether this woman will attack him suddenly like the previous townspeople. Should he be the first to spread the moth scales?

But after thinking for a moment, he rejected this idea. Although Ms. Susan in front of him also showed hatred and hatred, she was obviously different from the three lonely townspeople before.

She is a mother who longs to see how beautiful her daughter will look in her wedding dress.

The hatred in Ms. Susan's heart has been diluted a lot by maternal love.

And judging from the decoration style of this room, she is not a woman obsessed with revenge, she is working hard for a better life.

Watson felt that maybe he could try to gain the mother's trust, and maybe he could get clues about the library from the other party.

The heart he possesses has the ability to empathize. By adjusting the pulse frequency of the heart to be consistent with the subject, the words and actions can also convey vague information that is more like some kind of emotion.

So Watson stood up slowly. As he took steps, his toes tapped lightly on the wooden floor, and the pulse of his heart was adjusted to a frequency that was very similar to the weak heartbeat in his heart's perception.

Susan was washing the dishes carefully. She had to devote all her attention to the stains on the dishes in front of her, so that she could temporarily forget about the stranger in the living room and the night when she touched the pregnant woman's hand. She was full of expectations but only waited for the pain and sorrow of her husband's death, which diluted the anger and hatred that kept rising in her heart.

She repeatedly wiped the clean and translucent white porcelain plate with a dishcloth, but she still refused to stop. She wiped it with all her strength over and over again, making the smooth plate make a sizzling sound.

She felt that in such a voice, her heart seemed to usher in a sense of peace, as if there was a low and gentle voice echoing in her head.

"Susan, let it go. Let go of the hatred of the past, so that you can embrace a better future."

"Think about your daughter. Do you want Caroline to be bound by hatred all her life like you?"

"Don't you hope she can build a beautiful and harmonious family with little Sebastian?"

“Wouldn’t you like to be a sweet and loving grandmother with a warm smile on her face?”

"The accumulation of hatred from generation to generation will only become a burden that the family can never get rid of... Let it go, let go of all this hatred, embrace a happy tomorrow, and cherish the warmth of the present."