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 649 The Marquis's Large Family

That's how their relationship with her is going to end; there won't be any other possibilities. But as their biological mother, she naturally has to take care of them.

Paying her medical bills, finding her a doctor, and hiring a caregiver is already quite good.

But it was impossible for them to visit her.

She endured the torment of illness alone in the hospital until the end of her life.

Before she closed her eyes, she was also thinking about how her life had turned out this way.

She wanted to help others, but in the end, no one remembered it. Instead, they took the help for granted. Why is that?

The money she lent out never came back.

Those she helped pretended not to know her.

What was her life all about?

In the end, she never even saw her own child.

Even in her final years, she lived a very, very tiring life. If she could, she would never want to live like this again in her next life.

An'an got married and had a lovely daughter. Although they were both new parents and experienced some ups and downs in raising their child, they were both trying their best.

Later, when the little girl grew up, she looked at the clothes her grandmother had made and thought they were really, really beautiful.

The embroidery looked so real that she fell in love with the craft and learned from her grandmother. By the time she was ready to graduate, her grandmother had passed away.

Her great-uncle cried his eyes out, saying how could his sister abandon him, and then he fainted.

He left directly with his grandmother. By then, his great-uncle had become a very accomplished person. He never married, but many, many people came to see him off.

...

When Mo Yan woke up again, she was in a large room. The people next to her immediately came over when they saw her.

"Madam, you're awake?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yan exclaimed, "Oh dear, she's become an old lady again!" and felt a little excited.

She came to the not-so-clear bronze mirror and saw that it was an old woman.

At this age, they probably already have grandchildren.

"Madam, the First Madam has brought the Second Miss to pay their respects."

"Okay, then you can go out."

Mo Yan nodded lightly and went out.

She soon met the second madam and the second young lady.

The little girl was quite cute, but she seemed a bit reserved and didn't dare to look at me.

"Greetings, Mother."

The second wife immediately began to bow, showing no sign of slackness.

"Okay, let's have breakfast together."

Just as he finished speaking, the First Madam arrived, followed by a large number of people, including her daughters, sons, and of course, several concubines.

In ancient times, it was very normal to have three wives and four concubines; it often meant having a large extended family.

Looking at these people, Mo Yan felt that it was questionable whether she could even recognize them all.

"Greetings, Mother. My sister-in-law has already arrived? If we had known you were coming to pay your respects, we would have come together."

The eldest daughter-in-law's words were truly insightful; they made it sound as if the second daughter-in-law shouldn't have come over on her own.

The second young lady was about to speak when her second daughter-in-law stopped her, saying, "What my sister-in-law says is true. I will definitely come with you tomorrow."

"Sister-in-law, you don't need to do that. I didn't mean anything by it."

This means that the problem lies with you.

"Alright, everyone go eat." Mo Yan was annoyed; she didn't even know the plot yet.

"Mother, shall I help you?"

The eldest daughter-in-law immediately came over, wanting to help Mo Yan.

"No need, I can walk by myself. Why did you all come today?"

"Mother, have you forgotten? Princess Yongle sent an invitation, saying she wants to invite the maids in the manor to go out and have fun. I just wanted to ask you which maids you're taking."

She glanced at her two daughters, both of whom were legitimate daughters and whose future was undoubtedly immeasurable.

Mo Yan immediately asked Tuanzi what happened.

"Let's eat first, and then we can talk about this."

Tuanzi began to tell Moyan the plot.

It turns out that these two are Lady Moyan, the wife of Marquis Yongle. They are her daughters-in-law. Her eldest son is good at studying, while her younger son is good for nothing. But the old lady prefers her younger son.

The position of heir apparent was delayed, which led to a series of bloody conflicts—cough cough cough, no, I mean conspiracies and schemes.

In short, the two families were locked in a bitter feud, ultimately leading to their being reported and their property confiscated. This was because the eldest son's wife was found to be lending money at exorbitant interest rates, and the eldest son, having a childhood sweetheart, insisted on bringing her into the family as a secondary wife.

As for the youngest son's family, the youngest son is a good-for-nothing, lazy, and spoiled brat.

The wife was disrespected, so the concubines were brought in one by one.

They also wanted the right to manage the family, and the original owner wanted everything—it was all a mess.

As for the grandchildren, the eldest granddaughter wanted to marry her sweetheart, a poor scholar. How did they meet? She was tricked by her younger sister, just to keep her out of her way.

As for the second young lady, she seems well-behaved and sensible, but she actually has a lot of ulterior motives. In short, her whole family is a source of worry.

One word: tired. Two words: mentally exhausted.

The original owner hoped that their family wouldn't be raided; if it was unavoidable, then they hoped everyone would be safe and sound.

Mo Yan: "..."

It must be said that the breakfast was very plentiful, and Mo Yan had a good appetite.

I had porridge, dumplings, steamed buns, and fried noodles.

Seeing that the old lady had a good appetite, the others also ate a few more bites.

After finishing her meal, Mo Yan remembered that the princess's banquet was actually a disguised matchmaking event, where noble ladies from high-ranking families all wanted to showcase their abilities and find a good husband.

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