Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow. She was already burdened with several children; she didn't want to attract the attention of anyone with ill intentions. Too much trouble…
Liu Cuihua's lips twitched violently. Mo Niangzi really was Mo Niangzi...
Mu Wanqing squeezed next to Shangguan Yunxi and asked in a low voice, "Second sister, what did stepmother mean by what she just said?"
"Third sister, listen to me..." Shangguan Yunxi's eyes shone like stars, and the little girl's lively eyes were somewhat similar to Mo Qingcheng's.
The third widow watched as one family after another followed, and stamped her feet in anger: "Fools!"
"Mother, let's hurry up and catch up." Li Xiaoqing, the widow's son, looked embarrassed and quickly stepped forward to help his mother follow at a distance.
“Xiaoqing, go tell the village chief that your mother has a stomachache and can’t walk. She wants to sit on their oxcart for a while…” Widow Li walked a distance, her soles almost worn out, and she couldn’t help but come up with a plan.
"Mom, let me carry you!" Li Xiaoqing slipped and almost fell. Mom, can you please stop causing trouble?
Widow Li pinched her son hard: "Go quickly and find the village chief. Humph! I don't believe he won't agree."
Li Xiaoqing gritted her teeth and ran to the front of the line to find the village chief, Li Changgeng.
"Uncle Li, my mother... she said she's not feeling well... could you..." Li Xiaoqing couldn't continue, her face flushed.
Before Li Changgeng could speak, Liu Cuihua stopped him: "Nephew, it's not that your aunt doesn't agree, but look, my oxcart is already packed with people."
Li Xiaoqing was too ashamed to look and turned to walk back.
Indeed, there was no room left on the oxcart belonging to Village Chief Li, which was loaded with four children, an old man, and a lot of other things.
When Widow Li saw her son return dejectedly, she was furious: "You heartless bastard, you're back so soon? Come here, carry me to Lady Mo's house!"
Widow Li made up her mind that her son would carry her and chase after them, and neither the Li village chief's family nor Mo Niangzi's family dared to refuse.
Otherwise, if word gets out, wouldn't the people in the two neighboring villages laugh at us to death?
snort!
You think you can just get rid of me? No way!
Li Xiaoqing caught up, panting, "Madam Mo, could my mother ride in the oxcart for a while?"
"No way!" Mo Qingcheng refused without even thinking.
However, Widow Li was a shrew who feared neither heaven nor earth, and she was just worried that no one would pay attention to her, so how could she give up so easily?
"Lady Mo, you broke my hand the day before yesterday, and we haven't settled the score yet. How about this, this old woman is truly all alone and helpless, so I'll ride in your carriage to even things out." Widow Li's eyes darted around.
Mo Qingcheng sneered, and a hint of disgust flashed in the eyes of the six little villains.
The onlookers were buzzing with discussion. "Such outrageous tactics? Widow Li is still the same Widow Li. She was full of tricks when she was young, and now she's acting all coy in her old age?"
hehe……
Seeing that the time was ripe, Widow Li wailed, "Everyone, please judge! The village chief and Lady Mo are colluding to bully me because I have no son!"
Standing to the side, Li Xiaoqing's face was ashen: "..."
Mo Qingcheng chuckled, a stark contrast to the chaotic scene.
What are you laughing at? Don't think that just because you have a foxy face you can go around swindling people, hmph!
Widow Li cursed, then looked up and met the smile in Mo Qingcheng's eyes, making her feel even more uneasy.
"What...what do you want to do?" Widow Li was about to smear some chili water on herself to gain sympathy when she looked up and caught a glimpse of the girl's enigmatic smile...
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