But I didn't expect to be rumoured to make black money and reported for using toxic materials. This incident was even broadcast live on the Internet. Everyone angrily accused me of disrespecting the dead.
The impact of this situation made my husband lose his job. On the other hand, my daughter dropped out of school because she was teased there.
All of this made me feel even more frustrated and scared. With the overwhelming online violence coming at me, I chose to drink the pesticide in my hand.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw that the people, who were offering sacrifices to their ancestors were instigated by the neighbour's daughter to buy cheap paper money. It was true that these paper money were cheap, but they were all made of recycled paper used in public restrooms. For me, burning them to the ancestors would bring retribution.
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“Carmen Celeste, you are also too heartless. These days you have made so much black hearted money!”
“Making money from the deceased, aren't you afraid of retribution?”
Looking at the village secretary in front of me and this group of righteous indignation of a few young faces, I couldn't help but be stunned. I then realized that I was reborn.