Chapter 012 Family Discipline

The two walked out of the woods hand in hand. An Jinge was obviously not used to being so close to others, but she couldn't do anything about Feng Aoqing.

The two men from the Mo family followed behind in a daze.

"She did it?!" Mo Mingyuan said.

"My sister-in-law definitely has more than one pair of earrings." Mo Nanzhou said.

The two people have completely different focuses.

They returned to Mo Beiyuan and told him what happened in the forest.

Seeing a dead person, she wasn't afraid at all, and she was able to come up with a way to solve the problem. This is not like her! Mo Beiyuan thought to himself.

"Earrings...?" Mo Beiyuan frowned and asked the two of them.

Mo Nanzhou saw it very clearly and described the shape and value of the earrings to Mo Beiyuan.

Mo Beiyuan's frown deepened.

Feng Aoqing went back to the children first and saw that the two children were chewing on the hard biscuits. They were eating the softer parts that Jingtao had picked out, but it was still difficult for them to eat.

"It's not enough to eat the steamed buns! Two big eaters, little kids." Feng Aoqing said with a smile.

The steamed bun was quite big and made with old dough. It was big enough for an adult, let alone two children.

It was fine if Yuebao didn't see her mother, but as soon as she saw her, she pouted and burst into tears: "Mom, Uncle Tao is so mean, he snatched the steamed buns away!"

Mo Hongtao is the second son of the second wife's family, the son of a concubine, and is twelve years old.

When Feng Aoqing heard this, he became furious.

"Young Madam, it's all my fault..." Jing Tao has a soft personality. Although she is in exile now, she still regards these people as her masters, so she dare not resist.

When the accident happened in the woods, Mo Mingyuan was helping Mo Beiyuan check his wound. The two of them sat aside from the others, and the children sat next to their great-grandmother, so Mo Beiyuan didn't know that the steamed buns had been stolen.

He didn't know until Feng Aoqing rushed to where the second family was sitting.

This family was eating alone, so naturally they sat far away.

"Take your money, now! Immediately! Right now! Go buy me a steamed bun and return it to my son and daughter. Not much, just one!" Feng Aoqing said seriously, suppressing his anger.

"Hey, Tao'er is also your brother. What's wrong with him eating your steamed bun? He is still a child!" Qiao Yuegui, the concubine of the second room, hugged her beloved son, fearing that he would suffer any loss.

"Yes, yes, he's still a child. It's a pity that he has no one to take care of him!"

"What's wrong with just eating it? What's wrong with not buying it for them? I'll snatch it away next time!" Mo Hongtao said provocatively, sticking out his overnourished neck.

"I'll ask again, are you buying it or not?"

The people from the second house did not react, and proudly chewed the soft biscuits they got in exchange for silver, while Mo Hongtao was still chewing "lululu".

Feng Aoqing kicked up, and the dirt and grass on the ground flew towards the second wife's body and face. She did not stop and kicked again and again. An Jinge also joined in. She kicked up a big dirt and hit Qiao Yuegui. The dirt scattered and fell all over Mo Hongtao's face and body.

"Feng Aoqing, you bastard... Bah! Stop..."

"Mom! Ah!"

Feng Aoqing didn't stop until he was sure that they couldn't have lunch.

If it were a hard cake, you could still eat it by patting it, but the cakes in their hands were soft cakes similar to steamed cakes, full of holes and sticky. If dirt fell on them, they would be inedible.

Mo Mingyuan was thinking about whether to persuade her, but he saw Mo Beiyuan's calm face. He said, "I take back what I said yesterday. Let her do whatever she wants! It's her due!"

"It serves you right! You stole my grandson's things!" Chen Yilan stood on Feng Aoqing's side this time. She had just gone to the bathroom with Mo Shuyuan and only found out about the situation when she came back.

She turned around and tapped Jingtao's forehead with her finger, saying, "Look at you! You follow such a powerful master, but why don't you learn to be more powerful? You even let someone snatch the food from your hand!"

"But... Master Tao is the master, and I..."

"What kind of master?! We are the only ones who are your masters now. Do you understand?" Chen Yilan shouted.

"Yes, ma'am, I understand." Jing Tao was used to being scolded, so she just knelt down and nodded.

Chen Yilan had no intention of stopping and vented all her anger towards Feng Aoqing towards the gentle Jing Tao.

She pinched Jingtao's chin, lifted her face and said, "Look at your face, is it worse than hers?! Learn to serve! What did I buy you for? To warm the bed! You've been warming it for so many years. If you had a son, you wouldn't still be a maid!"

Jing Tao was speechless and burst into tears.

"Mom!" Mo Beiyuan shouted.

"Eldest daughter-in-law!" grandma called.

"Chen Yilan!" Feng Aoqing also shouted.

Everyone came to stop her, Chen Yilan stopped talking, but Mo Shuyuan started again.

"I don't think Jingtao did it on purpose, otherwise how could she not be defeated by a half-grown child. Exile is so tiring, if something... happens to my nephew and niece, then she will have an easy time!" Mo Shuyuan began to speculate.

"Miss Third! You can't say that! I have held them since they were born, and that is my life!" Speaking of children, Jing Tao began to refute, her face flushed red.

Feng Aoqing, who had just finished cleaning the second room, began to roll up her sleeves to clean the main room.

Unexpectedly, there was a door panel blocking her way.

"Mo Shuyuan! Apologize to Jingtao, otherwise, you will be punished according to the family rules! Mingyuan, find a stick the size of the iron rod used in the family rules!" Mo Beiyuan shouted. He stood straight, and because he clenched his fists hard, the right shoulder of his shirt was soon soaked with blood.

"Yuan'er! You're injured! Sit down quickly! Yuan'er knows she's wrong..." Chen Yilan hurried to smooth things over.

"Mom, go to the side and rest. I am teaching the younger generation as the head of the family. You have no right to interfere."

Mo Mingyuan really found a stick that he could use.

"Leave it to your sister-in-law!" Mo Beiyuan said again.

Mo Mingyuan quickly handed the stick to Feng Aoqing, fearing that his elder brother would ask him to hit him.

"I'm a man and can't hit a woman, so your sister-in-law will hold the stick!"

Hey, there's such a good thing? You want me to play?! I'm ready to get started! It would be even better if I had the tools! Then I'll be more than welcome!

Jing Tao knelt and tugged at the corner of Mo Beiyuan's clothes: "Don't hit her, Patriarch, don't hit her... Third Miss is weak, don't hit her..."

"Look, she actually feels sorry for you, yet you can still say such hurtful words! Jing Tao treats me like an elder sister, and she does her best to serve grandma and take care of your nephews and nieces. What qualifications do you have to criticize her?"

"Brother, I..." It was the first time that Mo Shuyuan saw her brother get so angry.

"Stop talking nonsense! Get out of the way!" Feng Aoqing pulled at Mo Beiyuan, but he didn't move at all. She wanted to pull him hard, but as soon as she did, a blood mark appeared.

Oops, I scratched the wound on his arm and had to stop.

Mo Shuyuan was frightened and knelt down quickly, saying, "Brother, I was wrong, Jingtao, I was wrong."

"It's okay, it's okay. Miss Third, please get up quickly. Master, please sit down too! The wound has split! Hurry!" Jing Tao didn't know what to do.

"If there's a next time, I won't let you off." Mo Beiyuan paused.

"Hey?! You don't want to fight anymore?!" Feng Aoqing threw the stick to the ground in disappointment and patted the mud off his hands.