Chapter 363: Refusing to Leave and Asking to Expel Others (Part 3)
Chapter 363: Refusing to Leave and Asking to Expel Others (Part 3)
Seeing everyone enjoying the pastries so much, Xiao Hua and Da Bai were also eager. They rubbed against Mo Yan's thighs, wanting to eat the delicious small pastries she made, especially the various meat-filled cakes.
At this moment, Zhen'er returned angrily with two opened letters of pastries. Placing them on the table, she pouted discontentedly and complained, "Big sister, when will the Wang family move out? They're really annoying! These pastries were originally meant for the children to eat. Several of Wang's older children grabbed them, which I could understand, but Auntie Wang, an adult, came over and snatched them too. She even scolded another little brother. It's just shameless!"
Mo Yan furrowed her brows, smiled, and comforted Zhen'er for a few moments. Her impression of Auntie Wang worsened.
Not only did Auntie Wang have personal issues, but these days, with such good weather, everyone went to the mountains to cut trees and repair houses. The Wang family, on the other hand, lounged under the wall corner all day, sunbathing as if repairing their house was not their concern at all. Could it be that they intended to squat in her house forever? Disgusting! No, she had to remind them to hurry up and repair their house and move back. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to ask them to leave later.
At this moment, the Wang family was basking in the sun in the corner, eating the pastries snatched from Zhen'er. Seeing Mo Yan approaching, Auntie Wang handed over the remaining bits of pastries with a flattering smile, saying, "Yan girl, we don't have anything good at home to entertain you. These pastry crumbs aren't bad. Have a taste!"
Mo Yan looked at the pastry crumbs on the oil paper, seemingly contaminated with saliva, and then at Auntie Wang, who looked pleased with herself. Suddenly, she didn't feel like speaking, but she had to.
"Auntie Wang, please don't be so polite. We still have these pastries at home. Keep them for yourself to enjoy!"
Auntie Wang grinned, revealing her yellowed large teeth. She gathered the oil paper and poured all the pastry crumbs into her mouth, almost spraying Mo Yan's face with crumbs as she continued to chatter.
"Yan girl, these pastries are really good. They're much tastier than the white sugar cakes sold on the street! Who was that old gentleman who came this morning? He looked so wealthy and even brought so many things to your house, including these pastries, right? Oh my, your family is really something. If you have any good opportunities in the future, don't forget us villagers!"
Wang Dali, who had been lounging in the chair without moving, straightened up and looked at Mo Yan with a flattering yet expectant smile on his face.
Mo Yan pulled the corners of her mouth, casually responding, and then asked casually, "The weather has been good these days, and the snow on the mountain has melted. Auntie, why hasn't your family gone up the mountain to cut trees and repair the house?"
Auntie Wang's face changed slightly. She secretly observed Mo Yan's expression and, seeing that she seemed to have just asked casually, breathed a sigh of relief and smiled again, "Yan girl, Auntie was just thinking of talking to you about this matter. Now that you're here, let's talk about it!"
Mo Yan had a gut feeling that what she was about to say wouldn't be good news, but she still pretended to listen attentively, "Auntie Wang, go ahead."
Auntie Wang rubbed her hands, glanced discreetly at Wang Dali, received a hint from her husband, and her smile turned into a bitter one, "Yan girl, Auntie isn't afraid of you laughing at me. Living in a thatched house is hot in summer and cold in winter. Just the other day, after a heavy snowfall, the house collapsed. Now it's the coldest time of the year. If the old and young in the family catch a cold, what should we do?"
She glanced at Mo Yan secretly, seeing her remain silent, and gritted her teeth to bring up what she and her husband had calculated for a long time, "So, my husband and I plan to wait until next spring when the weather warms up and then hire someone to build an adobe house. It'll be much better than living in a thatched house! Yan girl, what do you think?"
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