Quick Transmigration: I Don't Want to Always Transmigrate into the Scummy Mother!

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 ...

Chapter 235 My Grandson is a Top Scholar (15)

The old house had always been maintained. The grandfather and grandson, along with the housekeeper and his wife, moved in. The quilts had all been aired out and looked quite nice.

Although it can't compare to before, it's definitely much better now.

Because of Mo Yan, the original owner still has her private savings.

Although there are only fifty acres of fertile land, it will all yield grain in the fall.

Actually, it's because the people who did the work in my past life were all trustworthy members of the clan, and everything will be fine once autumn arrives.

The original owner of this body died of anger after losing her grandson.

"Chief, you've really gone to a lot of trouble this time."

Mo Yan brought things to their door; it's a favor if they help, but it's their right not to.

I definitely need to express my gratitude.

"Sister-in-law, what are you saying? Our Baijia Village is what it is today thanks to my second brother. We just did what we could."

"From now on, if you need anything in the village, just call out and we'll come right away."

"That's great! I won't hold back then." Mo Yan smiled after hearing this. This is one of the advantages of having a family. No matter what, the family members are all of one mind.

"You are welcome."

"Thank you, Chieftain. I'll head back now."

Mo Yan then went back, and Bai Yuansi was clumsily tidying up the room.

He had tidied everything up himself, and by the time Mo Yan arrived, he had already put away his blankets and clothes.

Mo Yan didn't say anything after seeing this, but simply reached out her hand to him, "Yuan Si, come here."

Bai Yuansi quickly went to her grandmother's side.

"How about we go out for a walk? We've been busy all day and haven't even seen where we'll be living in the future."

"You don't even need to look at me..." Bai Yuansi covered her mouth before she could finish speaking.

really………

Mo Yan felt that Bai Yuansi was acting strangely today. Last night he was clearly scared, but today he was so calm in front of Bai Shouye and Jin Yan'er, which was not like the first time they faced each other.

Although I still feel angry and wronged, I also feel a little calm.

He calmly watched Kim Yeon-ah leave, which made Mo Yan feel that something was wrong.

Bai Yuansi thought her little secret had been discovered and quickly looked at her grandmother, only to find that her grandmother's gaze seemed to be fixed on the side?

Actually, he was afraid. He was afraid that his grandmother would think he was a monster. After all, who can return to the past after they die?

"I heard the kids here know how to catch eels and loaches. Shall we go check it out?"

This child is putting too much pressure on himself and needs to relax.

"What? Grandmother, I still need to study hard... I can't let people look down on me."

"Do you want to learn martial arts? Do you want to be able to fly over rooftops and walk on walls? Do you want to become a master like your grandmother who can take on ten opponents at once!"

Not 998, not 888, just 98 including all lessons and guaranteed learning, no refunds. *cough cough cough*

After finishing talking to Mo Yan, I realized that I sounded a bit like a liar in the end.

"Grandmother, but I don't have any money..." Bai Yuansi was a little embarrassed.

"It's alright, it's alright. I was talking about other people. You're my grandson, how can you treat him like an outsider?"

After saying that, Mo Yan felt that something seemed a little strange about what she had said.

"Madam!"

Suddenly, a particularly excited voice came from not far away. Mo Yan looked over and found that it was the people from the gambling den, and the one in the middle was a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth.

"You?" Mo Yan asked with a faint smile. "What's the matter?"

"Not 998, not 888, only 98, that's true, right?"

Mo Yan: "..." That's just a rhyme.

"Hmm?" Mo Yan remained remarkably calm.

"Do you think we can do it? We can pay 998, we don't mind the price."

Mo Yan's lips twitched. "You don't mind? So you still think it's too expensive?"

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Maybe there will be an extra update tomorrow? Goodnight, muah!