Han Cuihua didn't expect Mo Liang to say such a thing, and even repeated it again, "Mo Liang." What did you say? ”

Mo Bai repeated the matter of the separation again, this time she came to Han Cuihua and said loudly, "I don't know if Mrs. Han heard it this time." ”

"I'm not deaf."

Han Cuihua plucked out her ears, and she was still buzzing, "This family is divided by saying that it will be divided?" What did you do for this family? ”

After all, Moxi is the village chief of Mianya Village, with a thin face, dragging Mobai's arm, "Ryoko." More things are better than less things, bow your head and apologize to your mother, this thing should not exist. ”

"Is face so important?"

This kind of ink coolness is something that Mossi has never seen.

"This house isn't mine, though."

Mo Bai turned to Han Cuihua, who had already gotten up from the ground, "But is this house yours?" ”

Back then, if Han Cuihua hadn't been the son of the village chief in Mocheng, how could she have gone to the Mo family to be a late mother with someone?

However, a while ago, Na Mo Liang went to the farm, and she followed the mother-in-law of the Qian family in the west of the village to chatter, so she had to know a big secret that had been hidden for seventeen years.

It turns out that this Mo Liang is not a child of Mo City.

After the last daughter-in-law in Mocheng gave birth to a son, she still wanted a daughter, but she was not in good health and never got pregnant.

Later, when hunting, Mocheng was at the foot of the North Mountain, and an orphan girl picked up from the wolf's mouth was Mo Liang.

"Even if it's not mine, it's still big."

Mo Cheng is Mexi's only son, and now that he is dead, this property will not be passed on to her Han Cuihua!

"Since you know it's grandpa's house, grandpa has the most power to let people live there."

Gu Wei'an said to Moxi, who had no idea on the side, "Comrade Xiaomo is right, your house, the right to speak is naturally yours." ”

Why didn't Mexie understand this?

In the past, when the son was still there, this later daughter-in-law would still pretend to be filial. Since the death of Mocheng, the daughter-in-law there blasted herself out of the master bedroom and rushed to the toilet.

He couldn't help but ask himself: Is face really that important?

Han Cuihua was waiting for him to make a decision, and Mo Liang was also waiting for him to make a decision.

Mo Bai knew that his great-grandfather was used to being benevolent, so he added another dose of fierce medicine: "Mrs. Han can sell her daughter, but why can't she sell her son." ”

In her previous life, her father probably inherited the kindness of her great-grandfather, although she was young at that time, she also heard her neighbors muttering that when there was a famine, Han Cuihua was able to eat quite enough because she sold her son and daughter.

She hadn't seen her father in her previous life since her soul was worn on her little aunt, who was not related by blood, and if she guessed correctly, she should have been sold by Han Cuihua.

"Emerald Flower."

Moxi's face was full of shock, his legs were suddenly paralyzed, Gu Wei'an's strong arms caught him, and Moxi shook his hands: "Ryoko...... That's right...... That's all true...... That manman's son, you told me that you went to the north to beg for food, and you lied to me? ”

Things have come to this point, Han Cuihua knows that today's Mo Liang is cold, and she will check (hit) everything clearly, and she simply doesn't bother to pretend: "Old man." Now you have a grandson by your side, even if you want to break up, first of all, this house is ours. ”

“...... You ......"

A hot current gushed out of Moxi's throat, and Mo Bai held him in a panic, with concern in his eyebrows and eyes: "Grandpa." You go back to the ward and rest, and I'll take care of this matter, right?" ”