Winter Hunting - Chapter 8
Feeling that she couldn’t communicate with Mrs. Reed anymore, she turned and looked at the Village chief. However, at that moment she encountered his insidious gaze.
Ariste felt that something was seriously very wrong.
“I do not like it.”
Ariste stepped back. Instinctive fear was pressing her head and sticking her tongue out. The eyes of the two looking at her were shaking from side to side and became cold like a cold candle.
(Stuck her tongue out – it’s an idiom defining a childish mocking, or acting deviant. But here, it was talking about Ariste, so let’s assume it was her rejecting their offer.)
“You haven’t handed over your quota for this month yet.” The village chief opened his mouth and was reminded again.
“Please wait a bit. The ointment I was making is almost done.”
“I don’t need that. Give me the food.”
“You said it’s okay to use herbs.”
“We need something to eat, it’s not like we can eat that drug.”
Ariste lost her words at the village chief’s refute.
She looked at him. That drug. It was a word she never thought would come out of the village chief’s mouth. As a woman who clearly remembers how she and her father were accepted in this village, she felt it was absurd.
“The village chief was giving you benefits. Oh, and for an orphan like you who has nowhere to go, can’t you just say thank you.”
“Thanks? It makes no sense.”
Mrs. Reed took Ariste’s hand and grasped it tightly.
“Ariste.” Mrs. Reed called her name with a strong tone. Unlike before, the hand that was grasping her had a strong force gripping her bones.
At her touch, Ariste frowned. She shook off her hand as if brushing off dirt from her instinctive reluctance and walked towards the door.
Standing at the door, she took a deep breath. The insult and disgrace she just received were unforgettable.
Her hands were trembling and it was hard to hide. She took a deep breath, even after she had already given her answer, the village chief and Mrs. Reed just looked at each other and seemed to have no intention of going out.
“Please, both of you. Go out!”
Ariste finally couldn’t stand it and slammed the door. The village chief and Mrs. Reed exchanged glances for a moment and then walked toward the door.
“It’s a good opportunity.”
“What if you can’t pay the quota within the deadline?”
“You know what will happen, right?”
His voice seems to leave a long lingering curse!
Because she hadn’t forgotten the words of the village chief and Mrs. Reed earlier, Ariste laid on the bed that night after locking all the doors and windows of her house. Just the rattle sound of the wind would make her shrink by herself. Inside her heart, she really felt like running away right now.
‘I wanted to do it, but I couldn’t.’
‘Where do I go when I get out of here?’
In each village, the trend was severe, and it was not easy to settle down anywhere. Even after spending seven years here, she still can’t avoid being treated as an outsider.
She obviously refused, but they just turned around reminding her that she doesn’t have a choice in this. Ariste thought in daze as she slipped into sleep.
Suddenly, at one point, Ariste was awakened by an unfamiliar situation. All the nerves in her body were tense and she was feeling rather unpleasant.
–This was a warning close to animal instinct.
She opened her eyes, but everywhere was dark. The candle that she left in her anxiousness had long been extinguished. All the windows were closed and locked, so not a single speck of light could be seen everywhere.
But she heard something clearly.
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