As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces changed

The village chief shouted angrily, "Ye."

Mo Zhongping's face was very calm, and there was no change.

Liang Yumei, as his wife, knows him better than anyone.

Although her face was calm, Liang Yumei could still feel the sadness in his heart.

Mo Zhongping shook his head at Liang Yumei and said that he was okay and asked her not to worry, and then looked at Mrs. Ye and looked at her with a torch in her eyes: "Since my mother doesn't like her son so much, why did she give birth to her son in the first place."

Mrs. Ye was obviously angry, and she didn't hide her disgust for Mo Zhongping in her eyes: "If it weren't for your dead grandma forcing me to give birth, do you think I would give birth to you."

The tone is no longer the previous hypocrisy, and the rest is all anger.

Seeing that she was still going crazy, Mo Yuancun slapped her hard in the face: "Shut up."

Xu was beaten to his senses, and Mrs. Ye covered her face and didn't make any more trouble.

Mo Yunqing saw that none of them were talking, so he spoke, "Have you made enough trouble?"

Mo Yuancun immediately lowered his head: "Old Ancestor."

Mo Yunqing said with a calm face, "Letting you come here is to solve the problem, not to let you quarrel or beat people."

After finishing speaking, Mo Yunqing looked at Mo Yuancun and said, "You had an engaged daughter-in-law before you got married, right?"

Mo Yuancun was slightly stunned, a little unsure why Mo Yunqing suddenly asked this, "Yes."

Mo Yunqing looked at Mrs. Ye: "You are so disgusted with your own son?"

Mrs. Ye didn't speak.

Seeing that Mrs. Ye didn't speak, the village chief's face sank, and when Mo Yuancun saw it, he immediately glared at Mrs. Ye and said, "Ancestor asks you something, speak."

Mrs. Ye's thin body trembled and said without hesitation, "Yes."

Mo Yunqing glanced at Mrs. Ye deeply, and said without a trace of emotion after a while, "Since this is the case, then pass him to the name of the Liu family."

This was true and shocked everyone, and everyone looked at Mo Yunqing.

The village chief just wanted to speak, but someone grabbed him and opened his mouth.

Mrs. Ye was stimulated by Mo Yunqing's words, and yelled at Mo Yunqing loudly, "I don't agree, why should I be born to inherit the name of that short-lived woman."

The village chief didn't quite understand Mo Yunqing's approach, and said euphemistically, "Isn't this not very good, ancestor."

Mo Zhongshun also followed and said, "Yes, ancestor, no matter how much my mother doesn't like the fifth child, the fifth child was also conceived and born by my mother in October, how can it be cheap for outsiders."

Mo Yunqing ignored the words of the village chief and Mrs. Ye, and looked at Mo Zhongshun with a sneer, with emotions in his eyes that Mo Zhongshun couldn't understand.

"Outsiders? I remember that although the Liu family did not live to marry your father, she was engaged and entered the Mo family tree after her death, and even she was your father's first wife, according to the rules, you all have to call her aunt."

Not only did Mo Zhongshun's face change, but even Mrs. Ye's face became very difficult.

On the other hand, Mo Yuancun's expression was faint, which made Mo Yun think a little more.

Turning his head to look at Mo Zhongping, his tone softened slightly: "What do you think?"

Mo Zhongping knew that Mo Yunqing was doing this for his good, so he didn't disappoint Mo Yunqing.

"Back to my ancestors, I've been thinking about this for a long time, the last time my mother came to make trouble, I already had this idea, and I was a little hesitant, but now my mother is so disgusted with my son, and it's just right to pass it on to my mother, so that my mother will not hate my son."

Mo Yunqing looked at him, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, he was afraid that he would be hated by his mother, so he took this matter on himself.

said that he himself had thought this way a long time ago, so that Mrs. Ye could transfer her hatred to him.

These words made Mrs. Ye crazy, and rushed to him and beaten, scratched, and scolded him.

"Unfilial thing, you were born by an old lady, and you want to pass it on to that short-lived ***, dream, you want to pass it on to her, unless I die."

Mo Yunqing subconsciously wanted to step forward and pull Mrs. Ye along

Open.

Jiang Ximing took a step faster than her, stepped forward and pulled away the wood of Mo Zhongping, and said to the two Mo Zhongli brothers by the way: "If you don't pull your mother away, your ancestors, I and the village chief are still there, so you dare to do it in front of the elders."

Mo Zhongli frowned and stepped forward to grab his wife.

"Mother, stop fighting."

Mo Zhongshun also hurriedly stepped forward to help: "Mother, the old ancestor and the village chief are still here, don't fight."

What he said was obvious, if Mo Yunqing and the village chief were not there, it would be okay to fight, but there were others at this time.

Mo Yunqing glanced at him, and then moved his gaze to Mo Yuancun.

Mo Yuancun's face was gloomy when Mo Yunqing saw it, and he stepped forward and dragged Mrs. Ye away: "That's enough."

Mrs. Ye, who was dragged away, didn't stop going crazy, and looked at Mo Yuancun with a somewhat grim expression: "Do you also want to pass on this unfilial son to that short-lived ***."

Seeing her short-lived ***, Mo Yuancun's face was gloomy, and his eyes were a little more fierce: "The Liu family is also my wife, you have a ***, what am I."

When Mrs. Ye heard Mo Yuancun's words, her whole person felt as if she had been betrayed, and she scratched at him frantically: "She is your wife, what am I, Mo Yuancun, what am I."

Mo Yuancun was really annoyed by her appearance, and coldly pushed her away: "Are you crazy enough?"

Mo Zhongli sighed and said helplessly, "Mother, don't make trouble."

Mo Zhongshun already regretted it, why did he come back, for his own wife like this, let alone his father, he was annoyed: "Yes, mother, so many people are watching."

Mrs. Ye is the most attentive to the words of her two sons, especially the words of the fourth son.

Seeing that Mrs. Ye was no longer making trouble, Mo Yunqing looked at Mo Yuancun: "What do you say?"

Before Mo Yuan Village could speak, Mrs. Ye said fiercely, "I won't agree, even if you are the ancestor of the village, I won't agree."

The village chief looked at her with a dark face: "How did the Yuancun family talk to the old ancestor."

Mo Yunqing did not back down at all, and directly expressed his attitude: "This matter, it is not your turn to disagree."

Mrs. Ye directly ignored the village chief's words, looked at Mo Yunqing with a fierce look on her face, and was so angry that her whole body trembled: "You ......"

Mo Yuancun's face was gloomy, his voice was a few points higher than just now, and there was obviously anger in his tone: "Shut up, there is no place for you to speak here."

Mrs. Ye's face turned pale, although she was a little scared in her heart, she didn't back down as usual: "I gave birth to the fifth child, the meat that fell from my body, I am his mother, I don't agree with any of you who dares."

Mo Zhongping had been silent just now, and now he looked directly at Mrs. Ye, without any emotional fluctuations on his face, and his tone was very calm: "Mother, do you want to force your son to death?"

Mrs. Ye said gloomily, "Even if you die, I will give birth to you."