The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Chapter 52 Farce (1)

It was dark at night, and the old Mo family in Liuyang Village was buzzing with excitement. Mo Hong's high-pitched curses, children's cries, and Mo Yonglu's screams kept hearing, making the neighbors next door uneasy. I couldn't help but curse.

“That white-eyed wolf who suffered from the plague was lucky to have been brought up by my mother and allowed him to study. This is how he treated me. If I had known he was like this, I might as well have thrown him into the mountains to feed the wolves!”

The two-room thatched house of Lao Motou's house had just been built, and a dim oil lamp was lighting up at this time. Mo Hong was sitting on the kang made of thatched grass, stamping his feet and scolding Mo Qingze, spitting in all directions. From so far away, his injured right hand looked a little funny hanging around his neck.

"Mom, his uncle is a beast! It's a pity that our family doesn't have enough food and clothing to keep warm. The uncle didn't help us when he gave those good things to others, and even let people beat you and Yonglu like this. Even the beasts don’t hate it so much! And that little bitch, in front of so many people, has embarrassed our family, and the whole family has been struck by lightning!"

Mo Hong's second daughter-in-law, Mo Niu, cursed angrily. When she thought that so many things were not recovered at all, and that her man even had a broken hand, she felt heart-wrenching hatred and wanted to **** everything away. Come back and sell that little **** to the building to vent your anger.

These words were tantamount to burning tar on fire. Mo Hong's family suddenly exploded. He stood up and pointed at Old Mo who was silent and no one knew what he was thinking. He cursed: "It's all you." It’s an old thing that I can’t even control my own nephew, and I let that little **** dare to sit on my neck and **** and pee, God, why did I end up with such a useless piece of trash!”

　　At the end of the sentence, Mo Hong sat down on the cold ground, slapped his thigh with his intact left hand and cursed at the top of his lungs, as if he had truly become the most pitiable person in the world.

"Cry, cry, cry, you still have the **** nerve to cry. If you weren't such a useless thing, how could you be caught by that stinky girl and make me lose face?" Old Motou stood up suddenly and glared at Mo Hongshi, The originally honest face looked so gloomy that it looked like it was about to drip.

  In the past, Old Mo Tou would never have dared to say anything to Mo Hong, but he was extremely angry when he was slapped in the face in public in the afternoon. Now that his mother-in-law pointed his nose at him and scolded him, he just wanted to slap this corrupt **** to death.

It is said that honest people are the scariest when they are angry. Mo Hong was so frightened by Old Mo's roar that she even forgot to cry. When she came to her senses, she was instantly exposed, jumped up with a "ouch" and ran away He went to Lao Motou and scratched Lao Motou **** the face.

"You useless old thing, you have no ability, so you still rely on me? If you have the ability, you can become a scholar like your dead brother, earn a share of the family business, and let me enjoy the happiness. I won't To raise that white-eyed wolf for such an idea, if you can, yell at your good nephew and make him spit out all the money!"

Old Mo didn't expect that Mo Hong would take action, so he was unexpectedly scratched on the face by her. It was painful. Just when he was about to avoid it, he heard her mention the eldest brother who had made him feel inferior for most of his life. For a moment, His face was ferocious and twisted, and without thinking, he raised his hand and threw it heavily on Mo Hong's face.

The slap was so hard that Mo Hong's eyes were filled with stars, and his fat body lost its balance and fell to the ground.

This was the first time that Mo Hong was beaten by Lao Mo, and she was a little confused for a moment. However, she was not the type to suffer disadvantages. She had been suppressing Lao Mo for many years, and her temper was getting worse. How could she endure it? She quickly got up, lowered her head and jerked towards Lao Mo's head.

 (End of this chapter)