MTL - The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor-Chapter 48 Thirty-nine slap in the face

 Chapter 48 Chapter 39 Slap in the face

Seeing that a heavy slap was about to fall on his face, how could Mo Yan stand and get beaten in vain?

In a moment, a tall figure stood in front of her, and Mo Hong, who was short in stature, slapped the figure on the chest.

A scream resounded through the sky, frightening the birds perched on the branches to fly away.

Mo Hong was seen covering his right wrist with his left hand, screaming in pain over and over again. His right hand turned outwards in a strange arc and was shaking like a cramp. It looked like his wrist was obviously broken.

"Where did you come from, you little brat? What did you do to my mother?"

The people who came with Mo Hong couldn't stand any longer. Several men and women stood up and started talking around Mo Hong. A man who looked more or less like her jumped out, pointed at Lin Yong and started to curse.

This man's name is Mo Yonglu, the second son of the Mo Hong family. He has the same virtue as his mother. When he was in Mojia Village, he often bullied Mo Yan's family.

Lin Yong looked at him condescendingly, with no expression on his face. Although he didn't speak, he let everyone see his contempt for Mo Yonglu.

“You, you, you son of a bitch, you still dare to fight against me, you are seeking death!”

Mo Yonglu, who had always been king in Mojiacun, could not bear this. He clenched his fists, mixed with hatred, and struck Lin Yong in the face.

When Mo Yan saw this, he subconsciously wanted to push Lin Yong away, but he didn't know that Lin Yong was like a rock and couldn't push him away at all.

Mo Yonglu's fist fell, and the fist that was supposed to hit Lin Yong's face instead landed heavily on his chest. There was only a "click" sound, and the next moment, a howl like a killing pig resounded throughout the area. Sky.

I saw that Mo Yonglu's right wrist formed the same weird arc as Mo Hong's, and it was obviously also broken.

The mother and son howled louder than the other. They looked at Lin Yong like a monster. Their eyes were full of fear, but they did not dare to curse anymore.

The surrounding villagers saw with their own eyes that the mother and son hit someone first. Although they didn't understand why it happened like this, no one sympathized with them. They just looked at Lin Yong with eyes filled with awe.

 Internal force! Lin Yong must be a master!

Mo Yan stared at the back of Lin Yong's head with admiration. She wanted to reach out and poke his back to verify her suspicion, but the situation was not right and she finally did not do anything.

“Zezhao, it’s not easy for our family to meet each other. Is this how you treat your aunt and cousin?”

Seeing that his wife and son were injured, Lao Motou, who had been watching indifferently from beginning to end, finally stood up, but his expression was ugly and tense, and his words were also aggressive.

 “Second uncle, I...”

"Second Grandpa," Mo Qingze's words were interrupted again by Mo Yan: "Second Grandma and Second Uncle made the move first, and everyone here can see it clearly, but my father didn't do anything! "

Mo Yan was wary of Old Mo Tou, and there was no warmth in the depths of her eyes. Who she hated the most in the entire Mo Village was none other than Old Mo Tou! This old man looks honest and loyal, but if he is really honest and loyal, why would he allow his wife and children to go to his nephew's house to plunder food?

In Mojiacun, the best mother and son would go to Mo's house every now and then to cause trouble, but every time something got serious, the second grandpa would pretend to be the nice guy in the middle and show his affection for her father. In the end, the matter was settled. Because of this, the mother and son became more and more aggressive. Otherwise, they would not have gone to the Mo family when they fled and emptied all the remaining food in the Mo family. She did not believe that the second grandfather did not know.

Her father has feelings for this only uncle, but she doesn't, and she doesn't want to get involved with this family because of her father's feelings. Otherwise, she won't be able to live a stable life in Liuyang Village in the future, and she can't let her live now. Dad comes forward.

When Old Mo looked at him again, his old face became even more ugly. He forced out a smile and said to Mo Qingze: "Zezhao, your aunt's cousin is just impatient and has no ill intentions. Your parents are here." Good morning, your aunt is the one who raised you up, and she has provided you with education and a wife all these years, and she is no different from her own daughter!"

 Here it comes again, here it comes again, how thick-skinned do you have to be to have the nerve to say such a thing! If the other person was not an elder or the second grandfather of the original owner, Mo Yan really wanted to say the word "shameless" to his face!

Mo Yan clenched her hands and took a deep breath, suppressing the urge. Since she was shameless, why should she stay with this family?

"Why can't I understand what Second Grandpa said? When my grandparents passed away, they left my father a blue brick house with five square sides, ten acres of good paddy fields, and more than eighty taels of silver! "

 At this point, Mo Yan deliberately stopped, and sure enough, he heard gasping sounds from all around.

The grandfather of the original owner was a scholar and quite capable. In just a few years, he accumulated a lot of family property. If the two elders had not fallen ill and lost most of it, I am afraid it would have been even more! These properties are quite rich for the villagers who rarely see a few taels of silver throughout the year.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Old Motou's dark old face. Mo Yan snorted coldly, and then continued before Old Motou could refute:

"My grandparents entrusted my father to my second grandfather. Among them, five acres of paddy fields and forty taels of silver were used as repayment for your kindness in taking care of my father. The remaining paddy fields and silver taels were left for my father to study and live. As for the house, it was also reserved for my father to marry a wife. For this reason, the old clan leader came forward to make a contract and asked several clan elders to be witnesses. Many people know about this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding discussion became louder. Forty taels of silver and five acres of paddy field, an ordinary farmer may not be able to earn it after a lifetime of hard work, but he only spends so much just to let his younger brother take care of his nephew. What the old man said before is shameful. Don't feel bad, isn't this a typical example of getting a good deal and still being nice? !

Lao Mo Tou's old face turned the color of pig's liver. Once again he realized that this was really not Mojia Village, and these villagers were not his relatives. His move was useless!

"So what, how about we protect it? How can your father, a five-year-old boy, keep the family property? They are white-eyed wolves, treating their benefactors like this, and they are not afraid of thunder from the sky!"

Before Lao Motou could open his mouth to defend himself, Mo Hong jumped out and scolded the Mo family again, but indirectly admitted these facts, which made Lao Motou so angry that he wanted to give this old woman who had little success but more than enough exposure, a slap in the face.

Originally, Mo Yan was worried that Lao Motou would not admit it, and was thinking of ways to deal with it. How could he expect that Mo Hongshi would come up with a stroke of genius to completely confirm the matter?

Is this the legendary pig teammate?

At this moment, Mo Yan only felt that Mo Hong was particularly pleasing to the eye, and ignored her cursing. She turned to look at Old Mo Tou, with his cold eyes reflecting Old Mo Tou's gloomy face, and added the last blow with a smile:

“But Second Grandpa, how did I hear that as early as more than ten years ago, Second Grandpa’s name was written on those land deeds and house deeds?”

 (End of this chapter)