Chapter 92: Fueling the Flames (1)
86_86551 Lin sobbed softly in the courtyard, Mo Xiaoshu was no different from an ordinary child at this time.
Mo Zhiyuan ran to the old house, and Qingshan looked at his little sister. "What do you think?"
Looking at Mo Qingye's indifferent expression, he couldn't help but ask what he thought in his heart. Even he himself unconsciously began to rely on Mo Qingye.
Xiaoshu couldn't help but raise his head when he heard his brother's words. In his heart, I'm afraid that his father and mother are not as majestic as Mo Qingye.
The wet eyes, revealing a trace of pity and dependence, couldn't help but make Mo Qingye's expression move.
Sighing slightly, "Let's go." ”
Mo Qingshan glanced at the Lin clan and followed. Because my grandmother has endured it for so many years, it is becoming more and more excessive. Even after the separation, he forcibly interfered in the affairs of the family, and even took it upon himself to pick a wife for Mo Zhiyuan.
"Mother, let's go too." Xiaoshu pulled Lin's family, and Lin's reddish eyes looked at his youngest son. "The second sister will go back to protect her mother!" The small voice was full of affirmation.
Lin was stunned for a moment, and instantly felt a little sad. has a family of his own, and he needs his daughter to pick it up. Lin thought of what he had done before, wasn't it just to change Mo Zhiyuan? Now that it's a little effective, do you have to give up because of the old lady? Let someone else live in her house, let someone else sleep in her bed, sleep with her father-in-law, beat her son?! Lin's heart sank! His eyes were instantly firm!!
No way! The son is hers! Home is hers too! Thinking about it this way, most of the cowardice in the past has really been removed! A grunt got up from the ground, "Go!" Look who dares to snatch my child! ”
Aunt Wu's family was stunned for a moment, the person who had not had time to wipe the tears on her face was really the Lin family? That slightly ruthless look is really her! Xiaoshu was slightly stunned, this, why is it a little similar to the second sister.
But Xiaoshu was very happy. "Okay, no one can steal daddy from us." Xiaoshu hugged Lin's neck and smiled happily with tears in his eyes.
When Mo Qingye arrived at the old mansion, he found that the gate at the entrance of the old mansion seemed to have been replaced with a new one.
When I entered the door, I saw Mo Zhiyuan kneeling on the ground, his expression resolute, and there was a little disappointment in his eyes. I have to say, Mo Qingye said that he was very open?
Sleepy came to send a pillow, and just wanted to break with you, you sent a reason. Ay. Her hands were itchy. For the violent factors in the hair body, he became more and more agitated.
Mo Qingye had just stepped into the old mansion. I saw a group of people sitting in the main room of the old mansion, and their eyelids trembled fiercely. That Mo Xiaosi was the most strict, and even his body trembled involuntarily.
Mo Xiaosan himself didn't understand why he had a kind of fear from the heart. He also retreated to the side with his younger brother. He didn't even dare to say anything more when the Wang family asked him to report what happened in the Mo Laosan family just now.
Nima, this evil god is here, he doesn't want to be kicked away.
"It's a bit of a show!" Mo Meilian secretly glanced at her two younger brothers, but she didn't show any interest at all.
Mo Qingye looked around. Sure enough, Old Man Mo is not at home today. No wonder I came back for so many days. The old house has made a move. Although the old lady is in charge of housekeeping, there are still some taboos against the old man. Only then did he pick a flower woman to come to the door to say goodbye when he was away.
In Mrs. Mo's opinion, although there are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door, it can't stop the widow from liking her son. Moreover, the widow is much older than the Na Lin family, and all the property in the family belongs to her. At that time, there will be a lot of dowries alone.
Widow Chen has only had a daughter for so many years, and she can't fight for the family property when the time comes. In the eyes of Mrs. Mo, this is simply too cost-effective.
Hughed Lin's. There is an extra cash cow, and it is a cash cow that makes her happy. It's no wonder that Old Lady Mo is not moved. That Mo Qingye is still young now, even if she is in a hurry, there will be a few years, but now Mo Meilian has reached the age of saying goodbye, and there are two people, Mo Ziqi and Mo Zhixin. Now I have to keep an eye on it in the village.
Although Mrs. Mo said that she was a little more flustered when she saw Mo Qingye coming in, she was inexplicably a little more flustered, but after thinking about it, what does Mo Qingye know about a little girl who has not left the pavilion? It was just left to the side.
With a kind face, he said, "You stupid boy, what are you doing on your knees?" My mother was also confused last time, so I wronged your family. No, you see that the little four are all right. Old Madam Mo smiled.
Wang hid a trace of displeasure, Xiao Si covered her heart every night, she was clear.
But he also smiled in a blink of an eye, "Third child, I'm really sorry last time." I'm also in a hurry, my sister-in-law can't compensate you. ”
"Family, don't pay so much attention." The old lady sat above and glanced at it, and Mo Zhixin frowned and went to help the third brother up. It's just that Mo Zhiyuan doesn't want to get up.
The old lady pretended to be angry, "You kid, are you still angry with your mother?" Your mother is good for you, then the Lin family does not abide by women's morality, you see that she dared to run away from home with her child and throw face at the head of the family! Mother, I have found a good one for you. The old lady was very happy, in her opinion, the Lin family was not as beautiful as Widow Chen, not as rich as Widow Chen, and not as happy as Widow Chen. She naturally thought that her son was just like her.
Mo Qingye stood aside and didn't speak, just smiling like a Maitreya Buddha. Mo Qingshan also frowned, but he still followed in Mo Qingye's footsteps.
In his heart, Mo Qingye was already faintly trustworthy.
Mo Zhiyuan knelt on the ground, hoarse in his throat, "My son won't marry another wife, and the Lin family alone is enough in this life." ”
Seeing that Old Lady Mo was about to be angry, Wang hurriedly appeased him for a while. "Third brother, sister-in-law shouldn't have interfered in your family affairs. But my mother loves you, so she is naturally willing to give you all the good ones. The Lin family is angry with you at home, and now she is running away from home, this is not a virtuous and virtuous woman. Wang said with a smile.
Old Lady Mo snorted coldly, "It's all for your good." ”
Mo Zhiyuan gently tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Since she is so good, why doesn't the sister-in-law give the eldest brother admission to the room." After speaking, he glanced at Mo Zhize magically. Immediately, Mo Qingshan was shocked, this father's brain circuit was burned out.
This, why is it more and more similar to the little sister.
Suddenly, Mo Zhize's old face turned red. Inexplicably, I thought of Widow Chen's posture, and my heart was a little more agitated.
Seeing Mo Zhize's confused expression, Wang suddenly became angry. glared at Mo Zhiyuan fiercely, and didn't forget to pinch Mo Zhize, and Mo Zhize, who was pinching directly, snorted coldly before giving up.
Of course, Old Lady Mo saw Wang's small movements, but she didn't say much at this juncture, but she just glanced at Wang with displeasure.
Mo Qingye couldn't help but sneer a little, the Lin family is called not abiding by women's morality, and the Wang family should not be immersed in the pig cage.
"What nonsense, my mother is good for you. I've already found someone to write a letter of resignation, so you can put your fingerprint on it. Old Lady Mo's expression was faint, originally in this ancient period, the mother-in-law could take the place of her son and divorce her wife. As long as you really make a mistake. (To be continued).