Chapter 71: The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor
Chapter 71: Mo Niushi Gets Beaten Up (Part 1)
The original host had lived with Old Mr. Mo's family for so many years, so how could she not know the character of Mo Yonglu and Mo Yongshou?
Mo Yonglu had great physical strength and could intimidate people with his arrogance, but he wasn't very bright. Mo Yongshou had read some books and was more agile in the mind, but he had never dealt with business before, so his accounting skills were really not up to par compared to experienced people like Lin Da.
Sure enough, a simple question like "Fifteen wen for one jin of Chinese cabbage, eighteen wen for one jin of spinach, twenty wen for one jin of tomatoes, each with two jin, how much money in total?" stumped Mo Yonglu, and successfully shut the mouths of Old Mo, Mo Hongshi, and the others.
Mo Yongshou was a bit better, but only slightly. He was stumped by the fourth question, which was a bit more complicated. In the following four questions, not only did he fail to answer faster than Lin Da and the others, but he also didn't give the correct results.
And this was the result without Mo Yan intentionally making the questions difficult for them!
"Second Grandpa, Second Grandma, you also saw it. It's not that Yan'er is shifting blame, but it's really not feasible to let the two uncles handle the accounts!" Mo Yan spread her hands helplessly.
Old Mo was once again embarrassed, feeling suffocated in his heart but having nowhere to vent. He could only force a smile and say, "It's because your uncles are useless, not your fault, not your fault!"
Even Hong Shi, who was accustomed to being domineering, couldn't find any words of complaint. She just had a long face, looking as if someone owed her a large sum of money.
Niu Shi turned her eyes and muttered unwillingly, "If my husband isn't allowed to handle the accounts, he can still sell vegetables!"
These words suddenly reminded Hong Shi. This time, she didn't ask her son to handle the accounts. Instead, she directly ordered Mo Yan, "Yes, let your uncles sell vegetables, and let your uncle deliver vegetables."
Mo Yan's smiling face slowly sank, and she stared expressionlessly at Mo Hongshi and her daughter-in-law. Staring at them made them feel uncomfortable, so she continued, "My family doesn't lack people to sell vegetables, and we can't afford to pay five taels of silver per month for selling vegetables."
Mo Yan's sudden change of attitude made the overbearing Hong Shi retreat. She didn't dare to actl arrogantly with her. She could only smile awkwardly and say, "Yan'er, our family is really so poor that we can't make ends meet. You like San Ni'er and Shitou, so just pity them. Let your uncles help sell vegetables, and you can decide how to pay them!"
As she spoke, she quickly pulled San Ni'er and Shi Tou from Wu Shi's arms. "Look, look, these two children have finally gained a bit of flesh in your house. They've only been back for a few days, and they've become so thin. We're really poor at home!"
At this point, Mo Hongshi even wiped the nonexistent tears from the corners of her eyes.
Mo Yan didn't buy her excuse of using the children to garner sympathy, but she really loved San Ni'er and Shitou. She pinched their little cheeks and indeed found them to be thinner. When she noticed that they weren't wearing the new cotton clothes she had made for them, she couldn't help but ask, "Why aren't you wearing the new cotton clothes I made for you?"
San Ni'er's eyes flickered without answering, but unconsciously looked at Goudan, who was still eating pastry.
"Sister Yan'er, Second Aunt said that San Jie and Shi Tou are older than the Goudan brothers, so they should let the Goudan wear them. Second Aunt took the cotton clothes and gave them to San Ge and Hutou to wear."
Shi Tou 's tender voice was pleasant to the ears, but the words he said made the atmosphere in the room become strange.
This completely angered Mo Yan. She immediately turned her gaze to Goudan, who was covered in pastry crumbs. As expected, she saw a familiar pink piece of fabric from his collar, and the lower hem of Hutou, who was being held by Niu Shi, also revealed a blue piece of cloth.
Facing her gloomy gaze, Niu Shi couldn't help but tightly hug her youngest son and take two steps back. However, she still tried to justify herself, "It's natural for the older ones to give in to the younger ones. San Ni'er and Shi Tou are indeed older than the Goudan. What's wrong with giving them the cotton clothes?"
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