“I know.” Mo Yan looked at him very seriously. “I know you’ve had a hard time, so Mo Jin and I don’t hate you, but that’s all.”

The siblings didn't hate him; they understood him, that was all.

"Then why can't you let us live here? This is where I grew up, this is my home."

Mo Ran frowned, somewhat confused about what her daughter meant.

Actually, he came here because of the demolition. He learned from a friend that the area was going to be demolished, so he immediately brought his wife and children back.

Although he didn't want to come back, who would turn down money?

He also has inheritance rights to this house, doesn't he?

“You might have forgotten, it’s okay.” Mo Yan took out her phone and opened the notes app. “Just a few years ago, you and your second uncle sold this house together.”

I bought the house, so it has nothing to do with you.

If you want it, you'll probably have to wait until I die to get even a fraction of it. But I think I'm so young, I should die after you at least, otherwise it wouldn't make sense."

Mo Yan raised an eyebrow, touched her hair, and spoke casually, while glancing at the child beside Mo Ran.

“She’s about the same age as my Mo Jin, right?” Mo Yan looked at the girl. She was the same age as Mo Jin. Back then, the reason Mo Ran gave them so many things was because he cheated on her, wasn’t it?

Because he cheated on his wife, he felt guilty towards his two children, so he gave them the house.

Because of his affair, he would give his second uncle some money every month so that his second uncle could take care of them.

"She can grow up carefree by your side, but what about our Mo Jin?"

I understand your choice, but that doesn't mean we should forgive you for abandoning us and leaving us like this.

To put it bluntly, this is the village where you grew up, and everyone in this village is your family. You could have had countless ways to make her behave, but you didn't.

You're using the excuse that you're tired to justify your infidelity.

How could a man not be able to hold a woman back, unless he didn't want to?

“That’s not how it is. I told her not to spend money, and she started acting like she was going to die. She never thought about our family. What could I do? I couldn’t let her ruin my life.”

He also wanted to come home to a hot meal and have an understanding wife, not a crazy woman who would empty the house and give everything to other people.

"Oh, I see. You can leave now. This is my house, and I don't welcome you. You'd better figure it out yourselves."

Mo Yan casually indicated that she understood and prepared to close the door.

Just then, Mo Ran grabbed Mo Yan and said, "Mo Yan, Dad really didn't mean to abandon you."

He really didn't mean to ignore them.

"I know, but I still can't forgive you." Mo Yan knew, but she still couldn't forgive, nor could she forgive on behalf of the original owner.

He could have done so much, but he didn't, and he disappointed his child.

Now he's back with a child, and you can tell they have a great relationship. If Mo Jin saw this, she would be very sad.

"Why? Now that you know what kind of person your mother is, you should understand me." Mo Ran didn't understand why Mo Yan couldn't forgive him.

"Heh," Mo Yan sneered, "I said I understand you, but understanding and forgiveness are two different things. Others may not know how Mo Jin and I have gotten through these years, but you should be able to imagine. Where were you when we almost died and were all alone? Why should we forgive and accept you?"

We're already being kind enough by understanding you; we don't hate you, we don't blame you, but that's all.

It's impossible to expect them to be a good father and daughter.

"If you're doing well, we wish you well; if you're not doing well, it's none of our business."

Mo Yan looked at the little girl and said, "You're someone else's good father, so you don't need to talk to us about father-daughter affection."

You can stay with relatives and buy some things; they won't object.

If they really wanted to stay in the village, there was no way they could.

To be honest, the original owner didn't hate or resent, which is fine, but he insisted on coming back to talk about father-daughter affection, which is a bit ridiculous.

When Mo Jin was imprisoned, he was a good father to others.

When the original owner was forced to work, he was a good father to others.

If he didn't know, that would be one thing, but he did know; he knew what kind of person Fang Meng was.

“You… I have no choice. I can’t be with her. I didn’t take you with me because I didn’t want you to live with your stepmother.”

Mo Ran subconsciously began to explain.

"Oh, I see. Thank you." Mo Yan looked at him calmly.

Do not advise others to do good without experiencing their suffering yourself.

Mo Yan will not forgive on behalf of the original owner, nor does she think this person deserves to be forgiven.

To say that he is the father is simply a matter of those people not having experienced that despair, allowing them to stand on moral high ground and arbitrarily criticize.

Those pains penetrated to the bone marrow, and even if they appeared to have healed, the pain was still unbearable.

It makes me feel pain just looking at that person's face.

“When this house was sold, I felt that I shouldn’t have sold it. Now I can buy it back for 50,000 yuan, right? I’ll give it to you later.”

Mo Ran finally got to the point: he had come back this time because of the demolition and relocation issue, as well as the household registration problem.

Because the demolition here will be based on household registration, and he moved his household registration away so that he would never come back. As for Fang Meng, her household registration was not moved here. That is to say, the household registration here is actually only that of Mo Yan and her brother, and now An An.

"I'm not selling," Mo Yan said coldly. "Why should I sell the house I bought to you?"

Why not sell?

With a snap, Mo Yan slammed the door shut.

She turned around and saw Mo Jin, who looked at Mo Yan with distress. "Sister, why don't we leave here? I don't want to see them anymore."

"Mo Jin, what did we do wrong?"

Mo Yan squatted down, patted his head, and looked at him very seriously.

"No." Mo Jin shook her head. They hadn't done anything wrong, but those people...

"Then why are we the ones leaving? We did nothing wrong, so why should we leave?"

When did it become that those who have done nothing wrong have to hide?

She's going to start a new live stream here. Why should she leave her hometown and start all over again because of some trash?

"Sister, I'm afraid they'll bully you." Mo Jin looked at her sister with concern.

"But running away is not the way to solve the problem; on the contrary, it will embolden some people and make them think that we are weak and easy to bully."