Chapter 87: Sowing Discord

I don't know how long it took to be beaten, Mu Chunyu's ears were slowly filled with the sound of wooden boards falling on her skin and flesh, even if she just listened, her scalp was slightly numb.

It wasn't until it was dark that the cries and gasps in the big room slowly stopped.

This matter can no longer be hidden, not only the Mu family village, but even the next village knows about the shameful thing of the old Mu family.

Mu Wenran's family gathered to eat, but Qin Liuniang didn't move her chopsticks, just sighed vigorously.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Mu Ziyan curiously tugged at Qin Liuniang's sleeve, Qin Liuniang sighed, picked up Mu Ziyan and sat on her lap.

"Lady, what's wrong with you?" Mu Shanchuan also grabbed Qin Liuniang's shoulder worriedly, and Mu Wenran broke a bowl of warm tea from behind the curtain and handed it to her.

Seeing that this family was happy and surrounded by herself, Qin Liuniang's tears that had been holding back for a long time almost burst out. "In the past, I always blamed you for breaking contact with the old Mu family, which was not decent, but now I am really glad that our family moved out early."

When the family heard this, they knew it, it must be because of the beating of Mu Chunyu of the old Mu family.

"Yes, mother, if we were still at home now, maybe it would be me and my sister who would be beaten." Mu Ziyan pouted, broke free from Qin Liuniang's hand, came to the table and obediently served her a bowl of rice.

"If people don't know, unless they do it, since these two people have done it, don't be afraid of retribution one day." Mu Wenran said it lightly, she didn't have the overflowing sympathy of Qin Liuniang.

She has never had any feelings for the people of the old Mu family, and besides, Mu Chunyu's beating today was not for no reason, and she is even less worthy of sympathy.

"Oh? In this way, didn't Mu Chunyu do this? Mu Dachuan was instantly attracted by Mu Wenran's words, picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth, and looked at his daughter curiously while chewing it deliciously.

"Well, the money from Mu Chunyu to buy such a good fertilizer? It must have been Mu Xing'er who gave the money, and Mu Chunyu did something. Mu Wenran squinted his eyes, bit the tip of the chopsticks in his mouth, and brought it over in a few words.

Qin Liuniang picked up the dishes and chopsticks and barely ate two bites of food, still feeling very uncomfortable. "This child is a child after all, although he is hateful, but he will not beat people like this, I heard the neighbor next door say that the eldest brother has called Lang Zhong to the house."

Qin Liuniang heard it right, at this time, the husband and wife were gathered in front of Mu Chunyu's bed, waiting for the doctor to finish the needle.

Jin Silian sobbed mournfully, muttering to herself. "What's going on, our Chunyu is just helping the little beast in the third room, how come it all ends up being blamed on her, my mother wants her life!"

"If you don't say a word, this doctor doesn't know how much it costs to see a doctor, and if he falls into any more diseases...... Hey......" Mu Shanhe also had a sad face, but it was obvious that his sorrow and Jin Silian's sorrow were fundamentally different things.

Jin Silian was stunned, she stared at Mu Shanhe with tears, if this stinky man had half of Mu Shanchuan's wife and children, she would be satisfied, but this bastard only had silver in his eyes!

"You're still not Chunyu's father! Spring and Autumn are the same, and I don't help your sister with any good words, do you all want our mother to die in front of you! Angry, Jin Silian also spat at Mu Chunqiu, and the chill in her heart was even worse.

Mu Chunqiu looked calm, still holding a book in his hand, and walked around the room, but in fact, he didn't read a word at all.

"Mother, how can you say that about me, isn't this the same as a lawsuit, people have to see what lawsuit it is, you see my sister is so clear, how can I hide it?" He rolled his eyes and leaned on the edge of the bed in disgust, Mu Chunyu had already been beaten to the point that he had no strength, and could only look at Mu Chunqiu dryly.

If she moves now, she is simply in the sea of fire, her muscles and bones are hurting, her body is full of bruises, red and purple, and no place is good.

"Hey, little girl, don't move, you have to rest in bed for three or four months!" The village doctor couldn't stand it anymore, shook his head, and helped Mu Chunyu tuck the quilt.

Jin Silian hurriedly came up to inquire about the situation, and the old doctor shook his head. "There are external injuries, internal injuries, and a broken arm, who beat the child like this? It's so ruthless! ”

"You slut, and you unfilial son! actually invited Lang Zhong to this little brute! Why didn't you think of your dying mother? Why didn't you ask a doctor for me? Since the doctor is here, please help me take a look! A few people were talking in the room when the door was suddenly pushed open.

Zhou's fire walked into the room with a tea tray, she just went to the third room to deliver refreshments, and her butt still hurts!

At this time, when he passed by the door of the house, he heard someone talking inside, so he leaned on the door and listened for a long time.

At this time, she looked at Mu Chunyu, who was half-dead on the bed, and was annoyed, this girl was beaten like this by her, she simply asked for it!

"Look, it's added to me, I'm fed up! When this girl is well, I have to teach her a good lesson. Mu Shanhe reluctantly invited Lang Zhong to Zhou's room again.

Jin Silian looked at her daughter with tears in her eyes and muttered to herself. "In the past, people used to say that feng shui rotated, I still don't believe it, spring rain, when the second room was still there, our family was so comfortable, our mother and daughter were not living happily, what does this look like now?"

As she spoke, she lay on Mu Chunyu's pillow and cried.

Mu Chunyu was originally upset, but now seeing that Jin Silian only knew how to cry, she didn't know how to help her at all, so she simply closed her eyes and twisted her head to the side.

Jin Silian cried for a while, saw that Mu Chunyu closed her eyes and breathed evenly, worried that she was hungry, so she helped her cover the quilt and hurriedly went to the stove room to make her some white rice porridge.

As soon as Jin Silian left on her front foot, Mu Xing'er quietly slipped out of the house, opened Mu Chunyu's door, and got into it in a flash.

"Hey, you're really pitiful, you didn't admit anything, why did the milk beat you to death?" Mu Xing'er intertwined her hair, sat on the edge of Mu Chunyu's bed, touched her slightly rough face, and looked hypocritically pitying.

"Why do you blame me? Obviously, you instigated me to do it! Mu Chunyu stared at Mu Xing'er's smiling face, her broken hand was trembling slightly, and she couldn't wait to pinch Mu Xing'er's neck and give her a happy life.

Mu Xing'er squinted and smiled, leaning close to her ear, and her tone was fluttering. "Because you have a useless mother......"