Chapter 48: The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor
Chapter 48: The Thirty-Ninth Face-Slapping
Seeing that heavy slap about to land on her face, how could Mo Yan stand there and take it?
In the nick of time, a tall figure stood in front of her, and Mo Hongshi's slap landed on the chest of the newcomer.
"Ah—"
A scream pierced through the sky, startling the birds perched on the tree branches.
Mo Hongshi held her wrist with her left hand, groaning in pain with each movement. Her right hand twisted in a strange angle, trembling as if it were cramping, clearly indicating a broken wrist.
"Where did this brat come from? What did you do to my mother?"
The people who came with Mo Hongshi couldn't stand still. Several men and women stepped forward, surrounding Mo Hongshi and chattering. A man who bore a striking resemblance to her jumped out, pointing at Lin Yong and cursing.
This man was Mo Yonglu, Mo Hongshi's second son, cut from the same cloth as his mother. While in Mo Village, he often bullied Mo Yan's family.
Lin Yong looked down at him with an expressionless face. Although he didn't speak, everyone could tell from his demeanor that he despised Mo Yonglu.
"You, dare to defy me!"
Mo Yonglu, who had always ruled over Mo Village, couldn't bear this. He clenched his fist, filled with resentment, and aimed a punch at Lin Yong's face.
Seeing this, Mo Yan instinctively tried to push Lin Yong away, but Lin Yong was as solid as a rock and couldn't be budged.
Mo Yonglu's fist descended, but instead of hitting Lin Yong's face, it landed heavily on his chest. With a cracking sound, a moment later, another scream akin to a pig being slaughtered echoed through the sky.
"Ah—"
Just like Mo Hongshi, Mo Yonglu's right wrist twisted in the same strange angle, clearly broken.
The mother and son duo screamed even louder, looking at Lin Yong with fear in their eyes, but dared not curse again.
The surrounding villagers witnessed the mother and son initiating the violence, and although they didn't understand why things turned out this way, not a single person sympathized with them. They looked at Lin Yong with awe.
Internal energy! Lin Yong must be a master!
Mo Yan stared admiringly at the back of Lin Yong's head, wanting to reach out and poke his back to confirm her suspicions, but she refrained due to the inappropriate situation.
"Zeyue, our family finally reunites, and you treat your aunt and cousin like this?"
Seeing his wife and son injured, Old Mo finally spoke up, his face dark and his words imposing.
"Second uncle, I..."
"Second grandpa, what are you saying," Mo Qingze's words were interrupted by Mo Yan again, "Aunt and cousin started the fight first, everyone here saw it clearly, my dad didn't do anything!"
Mo Yan looked at Old Mo warily, her eyes devoid of any warmth. Among all the people in Mo Village, she detested him the most. This old man looked honest and kind, but if he were truly honest and kind, why would he allow his wife and son to plunder food from his nephew's house?
In Mo Village, whenever the mother and son duo caused trouble at Mo Yan's house, this second grandpa would always mediate, appealing to her father's emotions, and finally letting the matter go. Because of this, the mother and son duo became more audacious. Otherwise, they wouldn't have deliberately gone to Mo Yan's house during the evacuation and looted all the remaining food. She didn't believe that this second grandpa didn't know about it.
Her father had feelings for this uncle, but she didn't, and she didn't want to get involved with this family of troublemakers just because of her father's feelings. Otherwise, their days in Liuyang Village would not be peaceful, and she couldn't let her father step forward now.
Old Mo's face darkened even more when he saw Mo Yan speak up again. He forced a smile and said to Mo Qingze, "Zeyue, your aunt and cousin are just hot-headed, they mean no harm. Your parents passed away early, and it was your aunt who raised you. She has supported your education and marriage all these years, no different from your own parents!"
Here he goes again! How thick-skinned do you have to be to say such things! If he wasn't an elder and the original owner's uncle, Mo Yan really wanted to call him shameless to his face!
Mo Yan clenched her fists and took a deep breath, suppressing the urge. Since she had lost her shame, why bother keeping any for this family?
"Second grandpa, why don't I understand your words? Back then, when my grandparents passed away, they left my father a two-story brick house, ten mu of good farmland, and over eighty taels of silver!"
Pausing deliberately, Mo Yan heard gasps all around.
The original owner's grandparents were both scholars and had some means. In just a few years, they had accumulated quite a bit of wealth. If it weren't for both grandparents falling ill and spending most of it, there would probably be even more! These properties were quite substantial for a family like theirs, who only earned a few taels of silver a year.
Seeing Old Mo's pitch-black face, Mo Yan coldly snorted. Before Old Mo could speak up, she continued:
"But why did I hear that over ten years ago, those land deeds and house deeds were all in your name?"
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