Posted to the Sunset Red Elderly Task Force, Mo Yan is cold and aloof: "It's a small matter."
As the saying goes, filial piety comes from discipline. As for ungrateful brats, you ...
Besides, he himself isn't fully recovered yet.
During this period, Lin was busy with everything, and she had a lot of complaints.
The virtuous and understanding wife from before had long since disappeared, replaced by a shrew who cursed them every day.
That's what the father and son thought.
Lin would scold them for every little thing they did, saying they were useless.
I'll curse them out for every little thing they do.
He'd curse while cooking, he'd curse while eating, he'd curse while sweeping.
For example, right now, she's already started yelling in the kitchen.
"I serve you all day long, and what have I gotten in return? All I get in return is your disdain!"
Don't think I don't know, you all complain that my cooking is bad and that I don't clean properly.
They didn't dare to complain.
"They said they'd give me a good life. What kind of hell is this?"
There's nothing to eat, I'm so sick of eating these vegetable leaves every day, it's disgusting!
Mo Chen felt that something was wrong with his wife. She had suddenly changed, becoming a completely different person, someone he didn't recognize at all. His wife wasn't like this before.
His ex-wife took good care of him and his son, and was always gentle and considerate.
Back then, with money and servants, Madam Lin was naturally considerate; she only needed the servants to cook, and she would simply bring the food over.
Now she has to do everything, which she is naturally unwilling to do, and she always feels that her family should not have to live this kind of life.
If Mo Ran agrees, wouldn't they be able to go back to their old lives?
"My wife, we didn't say anything bad about you."
"Yeah, Mom, aren't you annoying? You keep talking and talking all day long, it's so irritating!"
Mo Bao is no longer the obedient child he used to be, or perhaps he was never obedient from the beginning. After his leg injury, his face was full of impatience, and his eyes changed. He seemed to be thinking about nothing all day long.
"Can't I even say a few words? We could have been living a good life, but it's turned out like this!"
"Mo Chen, I'm not trying to be mean, but your mother never thought about us. She only thought about herself and that Mo Ran."
Mo Chen frowned, somewhat displeased. "Cuihua, that's my mother. Even if she's wrong, you can't say that."
Moreover, Mo Chen knew in his heart that even if they handed over their daughter, the magistrate would still not let them go and would still make an example of them.
"What kind of time is this to still be protecting them?"
This made Lin very unhappy, feeling that Mo Chen had not thought about them, mother and son.
"If it weren't for your mother protecting Mo Ran, would our family be living in such a small courtyard now?"
Will you get into trouble? Will you get beaten up?
Mo Bao's eyes grew even darker as he poked at the rice again and again, lost in thought.
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Mo Yan arrived in the prefectural city, and the first thing she did was to collect evidence. This prefect was no good either. After collecting everything, she symbolically beat the drum to appeal for justice.
When the prefect tried the case, he conducted a haphazard trial and then threw Mo Yan out.
Mo Yan cried as she recounted their crimes, and just as they were about to arrest her, she leaped away.
When they saw it, they were furious and had no choice but to issue an arrest warrant and even hire assassins to kill Mo Yan and Mo Ran.
Mo Ran had been treating and saving people in the surrounding area. When people came, the villagers would hide them in their homes, which made Mo Ran very worried.
Mo Ran wanted to go to the city to find her grandmother, but was stopped by the villagers. "Miss Ran, the old lady knows what kind of person that prefect is. This trip is just a formality. You can't go!"
Mo Ran naturally understood that her grandmother meant that she knew this person was very bad.
This government is just like that county magistrate; they're both the kind of people who exploit the people.
In situations like this, it's necessary to go through the motions before appealing to higher authorities.
But she still worries about her grandmother.
I was worried that my grandmother would get hurt.
"I'm a little worried about my aunt and grandmother being alone. Can I wait for her at the village entrance?"
She didn't go far, hoping to wait for her grandmother to return at the village entrance.
Being able to know that my grandmother is well immediately.
“Miss Ran, we all know how filial you are, but now people outside are trying to arrest you.”
If you go out at this time, you'll easily get caught.
Let's just wait in the village. We'll let you know as soon as we see the old lady."
The villagers were very grateful to the grandmother and grandson and did not charge them for their medicine after they came here.
He would simply take them up the mountain to collect herbs and tell them what the effects of different herbs were.
They were also told that they could take some herbs to the pharmacy to exchange for copper coins.
This grandfather and grandson are really good people; of course, they should help them.
"Okay." Mo Ran listened and could only wait here.
Mo Yan returned at this time, bid farewell to the villagers, and continued walking forward with Mo Ran.
They hadn't gone far when they encountered assassins from the martial arts world.
Seeing this, Mo Ran drew his sword, ready to stand with his grandmother.
Mo Ran only started learning martial arts recently.
We don't have much ability yet, but we absolutely cannot back down.
Mo Yan told her to step back, and then quickly dealt with the assassin.
And grabbing the last one seems like just to make things happen.
He said he was the number one assassin, a self-proclaimed title.
Seeing the reward offered, I came over to join in the fun.
After hearing this, Mo Yan asked the other person to sign and put their fingerprint on the document, but there had to be one person left alive. Only a signed and fingerprinted document could serve as evidence, right?
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