86_86551 Mo Qingye trotted behind Mo Zhiyuan and the two, looking at his father's gloomy face, he didn't dare to say more.

frowned slightly, but his heart was full of anger and helplessness.

Sometimes, she thinks that Mrs. Mo is eccentric, is this Mo Siyan her daughter?! Is it better for a granddaughter than the only little daughter?

Mo Qingye's white and tender dumplings were full of entanglement, and they were about to wrinkle to the side. Could it be that this sister-in-law has committed some unforgivable sins? That's not right, just a few years older than her, what mistake can you make?!

The weather in March and April is not too cold, and the weather has just warmed up a little in spring.

wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, and someone behind him shouted, "You'd better not go to the old mansion, you probably will regret it." Lin Zi followed behind Manzi and Da Niu and said with a bit of a sigh.

Manzi is still full of luxury, although he is only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, he is not like those children in Mojia Village, and the three of them are faintly headed by Manzi. "Hey, I said you weren't really going to go to the mansion, were you? You're not afraid that the old lady will chew and eat you. Da Niu said in a thick voice, and his chubby face squinted slightly, as if he could look up to you when he talked to you.

Manzi didn't say anything, but he was looking at Mo Qingye carefully. I haven't seen her for a few days, and something seems different about her?

Mo Qingye turned his head and smiled without seeing his teeth. "I didn't want to go just now, but I really want to see it now." Looking at the three of Manzi with a smile, the cunning flashed in their eyes.

You sent this to the door yourself, don't blame me!

"We're not going, your grandma is going to beat someone." Lin Zi was the first to react and refused first. Da Niu also suddenly realized, and sighed secretly in his heart, does a fool want to use the three of them as cannon fodder?

These days, the IQ of fools is getting higher and higher.

Mo Qingye crossed his waist with one hand, and placed the other hand diagonally in front of him, his little feet little by little, squinting slightly, like the king of the mountain. looked at Manzi for a long time, "Just say if you want to go or not?" Don't be so......"

Manzi just smiled, stepped forward and looked at Mo Qingye with his head slightly lowered, and didn't speak. Then he strode forward. That's called a dashing style.

Mo Qingye kicked his little feet, hummed, and rolled his eyes hatefully. This little ghost, do you think I really can't see that you are despising my height?!

But I put the exercise on the agenda in my heart, it's not tall, and it looks like a happy ball, so it looks even shorter.

Before I reached the old house, there were many people gathered outside the door. The three tyrants of Mojia Village just left a way there. Mo Qingye also tried the feeling of a fox fake tiger, ha, it feels really good that someone is opening the way.

Lin Zi and a few people actually steal in Mojia Village at most and occasionally come out to fight, in fact, the real taboo of the people of Mojia Village is Manzi.

Although Manzi also grew up in Mojia Village, he only moved here a few years ago. No one knows where they moved from, but they don't have to worry about food and clothing on weekdays, and there are a lot of nursing homes at home. It is one of the few rich households in Mojia Village, and it is really not small in this small land.

When I went in, I saw the old man sitting on the kang and smoking dry tobacco, and the house was full of smoke.

When Mo Qingye entered, he saw Mo Siyan standing there with a pale face and a faint expression. Seems to be unaware of the outside world.

"Mother, you are really unkind about this! How old is the little sister, how will you let her marry in the future! Mo Zhiyuan, an honest man, was angry, his face was red, and the green tendons on his forehead bulged. Wang, who watched it, retreated again and again.

"Meilian's incident is bad luck, but that can't be blamed on my sister!" Mo Zhiyuan roared, frightening Mo Xiaosan and Mo Xiaosi.

Wang's eldest son, Mo Ziqi, stood far away, as if watching a big drama that had nothing to do with him.

Old Mrs. Mo made a calm face, "Hmph, what's not kind, the lotus girl will soon reach the age of kissing." It is possible to travel without a trip. ”

Mo Zhiwen was also full of disappointment, "Mother, my little sister is much younger than Meilian." The little sister is about to say goodbye! You can't look at Xiaomei with the mentality of six or seven years ago. It's not her fault. "Mo Zhiwen is a scholar, even if he has been abandoned all these years, he will not roar like the third child.

As soon as these words came out, Old Lady Mo's anger was ignited, "It's not her fault?!" It's not her fault, whose fault is it?! Are you that fool from the old three families? Old Lady Mo sneered. Mo Qingye, who looked at him with a ruthless gaze, shuddered slightly.

The silent old man Mo on the kang smoked a dry cigarette and his hand stiffened.

Manzi on the side frowned slightly, and his slender fingers grabbed Mo Qingye's wrist and pulled Mo Qingye behind the three of them.

Mo Qingye glanced at it gratefully, but Manzi calmly looked away.

The people in the courtyard outside had already been invited out by Mo Zhixin, and now there was no one else in the house except for Manzi. Da Niu looked at it as if he was going to talk about family affairs, and there was a slight uneasiness in his eyes. But seeing that Manzi's expression was not moving, he had to stand there and accept the baptism of Old Lady Mo's gloomy gaze.

"Mother, what do you say about the old past?" Mo Zhiyuan was a little anxious, and when he caught a glimpse of Mo Qingye's ignorant eyes, he was suddenly shocked.

"What do I say? Back then, the fourth and fifth children of my family went to call his father home for dinner and fell into the ditch. What else will Mo Siyan's cheap girl do besides crying?! You say! My poor old five is a lifelong illness when he salvagates it, and the doctor said that he wants to hang his life. I asked you to change that fool to Zhou Xiucai's family, Chong Xi didn't agree, and as a result, your fifth brother died of illness! Who do you say I blame?!! Mrs. Mo finished speaking, her face full of tears. His eyes were full of sorrow.

Why didn't anyone save my fifth child back then? Oh my Goro.

The room was silent, and Mo Zhixin was even more embarrassed to stand in the middle of the room at a loss.

Mo Qingye was shocked to hear about the past, and his brain suddenly crashed for a few seconds......

Mo Zhiyuan's voice was also a little choked, the fourth and fifth were twins in the family, more than ten years younger than him. Before he got married, he often took his two younger brothers with him, and later Mrs. Mo gave birth to Mo Siyan, and the two twins followed him all the time. Naturally, the feelings are also extremely deep.

"Mother, I can't blame others about that. Siyan is only a few years old, how can she know anything. Leaves, leaves are also my daughter. That Zhou kid was about to choke his breath at that moment, how dare I hand over Ye'er to him. Mo Zhiyuan's eyes were red, and his hands were trembling. Both sides are relatives, how does he choose? Besides, the leaves were ......

"Hmph, she doesn't give a damn. She's just a wild seed! "Old Mrs. Mo is so angry that she goes crazy, why should my fifth child die, she Mo Qingye is just a fool, what about giving people joy.

"Mother!" Mo Zhiyuan roared angrily. The anger in her eyes miraculously stopped the old lady from speaking.

Mo Zhiyuan looked at Mo Qingye in a panic, and saw that his lovely little daughter was smiling at him sweetly in confusion before he relaxed slightly. As soon as his gaze was removed, the confusion in Mo Qingye's eyes faded, and the dark color in his eyes flashed.

"Mother, I don't ask you to be nice to my little sister, I just ask you not to let her lose her reputation. She's your daughter too. Mo Zhiwen suddenly felt a little cold in his heart, and said with a sigh.

Maybe the mother is angry for the fifth brother, but is it really right to push the fifth brother's death on others?

"My daughter? My daughter died together when she was young. Old Madam Mo said expressionlessly.

Mo Siyan's body trembled slightly, and his thin body stood in a corner of the room, seemingly isolated from everyone. Only the slightly trembling body revealed the disappointment and despair in her heart.

Digression: (In fact, the old lady is just her son dead, and if she makes excuses for herself, she can have a comfort in her heart, for example, if you hate someone, you can transfer your sadness.) In fact, she already has a bit of a mentality...... You know...... If you have a push, you can vote for the dumplings. If you have any ideas, you can write a comment, and the dango will add it as appropriate...... Momda.