Mo Yan followed the old lady over and watched as the old lady made candied lotus root, put it in a box, and then mysteriously went to the backyard.

Mo Yan understood that the old lady wanted to put it in the treehouse, which contained the memories of the old lady and her daughter. If she was unhappy, she would make something that the other person liked and put it under that tree, so that the other person would not be angry anymore after seeing it.

Mo Yan followed, and the old lady came out happily, telling Mo Yan, "My daughter definitely won't be angry anymore. You should go now, I'm going to sleep."

Mo Yan watched as the old lady fell asleep before heading to the treehouse.

Following the original owner's childhood memories, she ran inside and looked at the things inside. There were food and toys, but the most numerous were the candied lotus roots. Mo Yan cleaned them all up and finally saw a box containing her little things and many other trinkets.

Mo Yan took everything out and even processed the candied lotus root. However, the candied lotus root had dissolved, so Mo Yan had to ask someone to bring her a handkerchief and go in to clean it up herself. The inside could only accommodate one person, and inside were the original owner's memories.

Mo Yan started wiping and reading the letters one by one.

...

It must be said that Lady Mo is the matriarch of the household. Even though it was only for two hours, her two daughters-in-law really benefited a lot.

At least she's no longer the fool who lived and died for her husband, who banged her head against the wall for him.

They ate lunch before heading back. On the way back, the two told Mo Yan.

“Mother, we were narrow-minded before. We can’t just think about ourselves; we also have to think about the entire Marquis’s mansion.”

“Mother, I will definitely teach my husband well in the future and not let him go out and indulge in debauchery.”

Seeing the changes in the two of them, whether real or fake, Mo Yan was satisfied.

"Well, I'll keep an eye on things. Life isn't just about men. Relationships aren't everything. You two have a long life ahead of you, so you need to learn to take care of yourselves."

Mo Yan felt that saying more wouldn't help; the two of them needed to understand this principle themselves.

"Yes, Mother."

"Take good care of your shop, and then learn slowly. Can either of you cook?"

Mo Yan suddenly wondered if these two even knew how to cook.

"Won't."

"I can wield a broadsword?" the daughter-in-law asked after thinking for a moment.

Mo Yan: "..." So I can start busking from now on?

“You can find something to do.”

This time they will raid the house again, but there is no difference between doing it voluntarily and being forced to.

...

Mo Hou went directly to the palace to request an audience with the Emperor. The Emperor looked at his close friend and asked, "You said this letter was brought by your sister, Mo Yan? Have you read it?"

Lord Mo was somewhat bewildered by the Emperor's unusual expression. "No, Your Majesty, is something wrong?"

"She said that Nanjing University's fire department was involved in forming cliques and favoring concubines over wives, and she requested that her home be confiscated..."

Of course, there is also a lot of evidence, including evidence collected of the South Pacific fire and its interactions with people from neighboring countries.

“She gave me the address and the clues. Go investigate and tell Nan Dahuo to return to Beijing immediately. Arrest him as soon as he gets back and confiscate his property.”

Lord Mo: "..."

Lord Mo felt a pang of heartache. What was his sister doing? Confiscating their property? Hadn't she considered other options, like divorce, to extricate herself and her children from the situation?

"Your Majesty, Mo Yan would never collude with that person, so..."

"This is the result she wants. Only in this way can she turn the tide and survive. She must have her property confiscated and be exiled."

There was something else in the letter, but there was no need to tell him that.