Chapter 9: Second Brother is the Best
Mo Yi was having a great time in his room, but Wang, who was out, had no idea.
When I got home, I asked someone to call Mo Wen.
"Your aunt said that she will be free the day after tomorrow to accompany us to look at the decorations. Let's take a look first. There will be new ones in the spring. There's no rush!"
"Yes!" Mo Wen responded. This was to show her the dowry.
"Also... I also asked your aunt about the Liang family. When your aunt heard it, she shook her head. She also said... Mo Yi is much worse than you. The Liang family doesn't have to marry a girl from the Mo family! They won't agree!"
After saying this, Wang sighed. Although it was expected that this matter would not be successful, she still felt depressed.
Mo Wen didn't care and said with a smile: "Whether it succeeds or not, it's enough that you have done your best for your sister. Mother, you were not at home just now, and this happened..." Then she told her about Narcissus.
After hearing this, Wang was extremely angry.
"Liu is becoming more and more useless! She has the nerve to send the youngsters into her house with just two pots of flowers! I don't know how the Liu family raised her!"
Mo Wen nodded arrogantly: "Especially Mo Yuan, she is so petty that she can't stand seeing me wearing new clothes! I can't even compete with her, it's really annoying!"
In this regard, Wang and her eldest daughter could talk for a long time: "Humph, you cry when you can't get what you want. Look at your behavior! You are so weird, you don't act like a decent girl..."
"She looks like this, how can she be the mistress of the house? She actually thinks she looks that good!" Mo Wen did not hide his contempt.
Wang said mysteriously, "I'm thinking that maybe your third aunt wants to find a rich family and let Mo Yuan be her concubine!"
"Ah? This... this is not good, right?" Mo Wen really didn't expect that Third Aunt would have such an idea, and quickly weighed the impact on himself.
"Liu's biological mother was a concubine, and she was married into an official family from... that kind of place, so she tasted the sweetness!" Wang pouted, "But, to be honest, it's not easy for her to find a good one. She has high standards but poor skills... Take the Xu family's marriage for example, you are good-looking and have a good personality, but your aunt has to arrange it, right? Mo Yuan? Who cares about her!? The Liu family won't let them go back easily!"
The more the two chatted, the angrier Wang felt. She ordered Qiu Hong, "Call Mo Yi!"
As soon as Mo Yi entered the room, Wang got angry at her.
"Look at you, you have nothing better to do, why are you fiddling with those things? If you like, just plant two pots yourself. But you are the opposite! A dog takes eight piles of shit, but can't lick them all clean! You are not even making a profit, and you are putting money into it and still letting others squeeze you. What can I say about you?!"
Mo Yi remained silent.
Wang saw her wilting look, then looked at her eldest daughter's bright and generous appearance, and became even more angry: "Your eldest sister is right in front of you, and you can't learn from her? You are like a dull person every day, and you can't handle any good things."
Mo Wen waited until her mother had finished scolding her before she opened her mouth to persuade him, "Mom, don't be angry. This is not entirely my sister's fault."
Wang was still very angry: "Look at her! She is average looking and has no talent to show off. She doesn't even bother to dress up on weekdays. She was even bullied inside the house! It's so embarrassing!"
Mo Yi half lowered her head, she had nothing to say.
"You're a flower farmer, so you just take care of these? If your uncle wants to give a gift, there are so many people selling flowers outside! Who doesn't take better care of them than you? Why are you being so attentive? Really... I'm telling you, Mo Yi, this is the only time! Next year, I don't think you'll dare to grow daffodils again!"
"I'm talking to you, can you hear me?!" Wang asked with her eyes fixed.
"Yes, mother. I've heard it, and I won't keep it next year."
"Qiuhong, bring me the silk cotton robe you made for Baoge'er!"
Qiuhong came over with a small bag.
"This is your brother's new robe. If there are any parts that don't fit, take them apart and take them back to have them made. If you have any questions, ask Nanny Wang!"
Mo Yi took it and said, "Yes."
"Be careful! Do it well for me to see, don't crawl like a spider!"
"Yes!" Mo Yi agreed.
"Go, go!" Wang sent her away.
Then he said to Mo Wen, "Liu always thinks I'm easy to mess with! If you dare to mess with me again, I'll scold her!"
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In the evening, Mo Rushan came back and walked around in front to look at the daffodils.
He was in his early forties, thin and straight. Although there were wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, his dark pupils were particularly charming. Stroking his beard, he smiled and nodded, "You know what! This little girl Mo Yi is really good at it! Look at the different postures. The leaves are only one foot high, but there are so many flower buds, which are better than those taken care of by flower farmers. Madam may not know that by the end of the year, a pot like this can cost seven or eight taels of silver!"
"Really? Oh my god!" Zhuang knew that everything was expensive during the Chinese New Year, but she didn't expect it to be this expensive! "Then you have to let Mo Yi watch over it for the next two days. You have to wait for it to bloom."
"Looks like it's almost done, I'll start giving it away!" Mo Rushan had long forgotten how much he had bought, and he didn't care if Mo Yi had any left...
Coincidentally, Mo Fan returned home and saw Narcissus as he entered the door.
As soon as Zhuang said this, Mo Fan shouted, "Dad, Mom! These daffodils were not bought only by dad! Dad bought fifty or sixty of them. Second uncle knew that fifth sister liked them, so he bought some for her. I also gave them to her as a gift! Mom, why did you bring them all here?"
Zhuang was unhappy, "Who knows this? Mo Yi didn't mention it either?"
"The adults were yelling at her, how could she say anything?! Even if she didn't say anything, you can't move all of them here! Don't leave any pots for them! Did they work in vain?"
Zhuang sneered: "What do you mean by 'other people's family'? Who are they? How can you say you're working in vain? Your father gave gifts, wasn't it for the Mo family? Wasn't it to make your life better? Didn't Mo Yi benefit from it?"
Seeing his mother lose her temper, Mo Fan did not dare to speak loudly, muttering: "We can't leave every pot. I have to bring a few pots back for her!"
Zhuang rolled his eyes at him, "I've already brought it here! Are you sending it back? Let's do this for now! We'll talk about it next time."
Mo Fan refused to agree: "But what about Second Uncle's? Second Uncle was out and when he came back, there was not a single pot left at Fifth Sister's place. Isn't he angry?"
Mo Rushan, who was drinking tea and listening to his wife and children bickering, finally said, "Okay! Why don't you take two pots for Yi Yi? Don't worry about your second uncle, he will put them in the living room and he can see them!"
Dad had spoken, and although Mo Fan was unhappy he didn't dare to contradict him, so he took the two basins and left.
"Is the fifth sister in the room?"
Mo Yi and Xiangzhi were sewing clothes for Mo Bao.
Hearing the voice, he hurried down to greet him and said with a smile: "Second brother is here!"
I was afraid that Mo Yi might cry, but seeing her smile, Mo Fan felt relieved: "I got two pots from my father. I'll bring them back to you!"
Mo Yi didn't cry, but smiled sweetly and gave a thumbs up: "Second brother is capable and has good taste. The two pots he chose are really beautiful."
"I thought you would cry!" Mo Fan grinned evilly.
"Although I didn't cry, I was sad for a long time. Second brother is the best!" Mo Yi fiddled with the daffodil beautifully.
"If you want to plant again next year, tell them clearly in advance. If they want, ask them to buy the flower heads and pots in advance."
Mo Yi felt bitter: If they were reasonable, how could this happen?
"Okay! I remember! Thank you, brother!"
"We are siblings, why should we be polite? Auntie San is just like that... Don't be angry. My mother said that she was making a fuss about the car this morning!" She then made a face again. "Women are always short-sighted!"
Mo Fan was not good at studying and failed to be admitted to Xishan College.
If he was not his uncle's only son, he would have been beaten.
But Mo Yi felt that he was sincere and thoughtful.
Than that noble, arrogant...
No matter how nice others are to him, he always acts like the elder brother and takes it for granted. How much better!
(End of this chapter)
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