Chapter 13 Borrowing Money
"Dad, Mom." Mo Fei deliberately shouted loudly at the door.
Then he placed the local specialties on the ground, took out a baseball bat from the space and hid it behind his back.
The crying sounds in the room stopped briefly, and the first people to run out to pick up Mo Fei were Jianian and Jiayue.
The two children rushed over like a whirlwind and almost knocked Mo Fei to the ground.
Seeing that the children were fine, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and calmly put the baseball bat back into the space.
"Do you miss your mother so much?" Mo Fei smiled gently.
Then Song Yi, Mo Zhicheng, and a couple who were a few years younger than them came out of the living room.
"Aunt, uncle." Mo Fei recognized the person based on the original owner's memory and called out politely.
Mo Fei's aunt Mo Qiujin didn't even look at Mo Fei, but his uncle Chen Ming smiled and nodded at Mo Fei.
After the group said hello, everyone except Song Yi and the children sat back on the sofa in the living room, and the atmosphere seemed obviously not right.
"Why didn't you tell me you came back early? I could have asked your dad to pick you up at the airport." Song Yi walked to the door and took the things Mo Fei brought back. Her eyes looked a little red, and she didn't know if she had been crying.
While the door was closing, Mo Fei asked in a voice that only she and her mother could hear: "Why are they here?"
"I asked your father to borrow money for your cousin's wedding." Song Yiyi replied in a low voice, and added, "I've been crying for half an hour. Your father didn't say anything."
Mo Fei first urged her children to go into their respective rooms, and when she walked into the living room, she subconsciously frowned.
Since she was a child, what she hated most was the smell of cigarettes, and she hated people who smoked even more.
Now the living room was filled with the smell of cigarettes. The fruit plate she had carefully selected was half filled with cigarette ash, and Chen Ming was holding a half-burned cigarette in his hand.
Mo Fei's disgusted expression was too obvious. Chen Ming felt awkward for a moment, unable to smoke or put out the cigarette in his hand.
Mo Qiujin, who had always disliked Mo Fei, couldn't bear to see her husband being looked down upon, so she immediately sneered, "Oh, the most capable person in our Mo family is back. What a big shot."
The fact that Mo Fei got pregnant before marriage made the Mo family unable to hold their heads up in front of all their relatives.
Mo Qiujin was the first person in the Mo family to announce the severance of relations with Mo Fei, and it was she who suggested to her eldest brother Mo Zhicheng to impose economic sanctions on Mo Fei.
After that, almost every year, Mo Qiujin would mention all the good things Mo Fei had done during the New Year and other festivals, for fear that someone would forget them.
This is also the biggest reason why Mo Zhicheng has not been able to forgive his daughter in the past eight years.
Mo Qiujin originally thought that after eight years, there was no possibility of easing the relationship between her elder brother and her disobedient niece. Unexpectedly, when she went to her elder brother to borrow money this time, she found that her elder brother and his wife were not at home and were living in the house rented by Mo Fei to take care of her wild child.
Mo Qiujin was so angry that she ordered her husband to drive to Jinshi Garden Community overnight.
He was afraid that if he was a step late, his elder brother would be poisoned by Mo Fei.
Mo Fei didn't want to bother with her at all.
She said to Mo Zhicheng, "Dad, I've put the gifts I brought for you and my mom in your room. It's getting late, I'll take them to bed first." Both children were able to take a bath and go to bed by themselves. She said this just because she didn't want to stay with these two crappy relatives.
Mo Zhicheng, who had been sitting on the sofa with a dark face but no words, spoke up: "Let your mother take the child to sleep, you sit down."
Although he didn't want to face his aunt and uncle, Mo Fei had to give Mo Zhicheng face and sat down patiently.
Mo Qiujin was too lazy to waste time on Mo Fei and continued, "Brother. I know you and your sister-in-law have saved a sum of money over the years. Qingqing is getting married next month, and we have agreed with our in-laws that in addition to the 660,000 yuan dowry, we will also give her a 300,000 yuan car as a dowry. But your brother-in-law's money is now stuck in the stock market, and we have no choice but to come to you for help! You have watched Qingqing grow up, and she is so promising, she will definitely provide for you in the future."
Mo Fei was listening absentmindedly beside him, but his eyes glanced at Mo Zhicheng.
According to the original owner's memory, her father loved his younger sister very much. Ever since she could remember, her father always granted her aunt's every request.
Every time my aunt-in-law came to borrow money for some business, they would take away tens or hundreds of thousands of yuan, and never pay it back.
Chen Bingqing was one point short of getting into a key high school after graduating from junior high school, and it was Mo Zhicheng who paid 50,000 yuan and used his connections to get her into the position.
The money spent on Mo Qiujin's family over the years has accumulated to at least hundreds of thousands. Otherwise, with Song Yi and Mo Zhicheng's frugality, they would not have only saved 500,000.
This time, Mo Qiujin had a bigger appetite and directly wanted Mo Zhicheng to give Chen Bingqing a car worth 300,000 yuan.
I only rent a car for 2,000 yuan a month. Mo Fei said silently in his heart, feeling that he was just struggling to make ends meet.
Seeing that Mo Zhicheng didn't say anything, Mo Qiujin became anxious and was about to cry again.
This trick used to work, but tonight she has been crying for half an hour and it hasn't worked.
Chen Ming didn't have any ideas. Apart from smoking, he just agreed with his wife.
Unexpectedly, Mo Zhicheng asked a question: "Mo Qiujin, don't I have a daughter?"
He didn't speak loudly, and each sentence consisted of only a few short words, but it stunned everyone sitting on the sofa.
Mo Fei was happy. She understood Mo Zhicheng's attitude towards this matter and immediately felt confident: "Of course not. Am I not sitting here?"
Mo Qiujin laughed out of anger: "Brother, don't you forget what kind of character my good niece is because you are old. She was hanging out with men before she even graduated from college, and she even had a child and ruined her future. I heard that she can only work as a waiter, salesperson, receptionist, etc. in these years. Our Qingqing graduated from a prestigious university and works in a large Internet company. Are they comparable? Brother, some people are unreliable. You and sister-in-law are so old, you can't stand it."
"Aunt. My cousin's last name doesn't seem to be Mo. Whether she is successful or not is none of my dad's business. Whether I am successful or not is none of your business. At least I won't run to someone else's house in the middle of the night and shamelessly borrow money, and then get angry after being rejected. Besides, aunt, don't you know what it means to repay what you borrow and it's not difficult to borrow again? How much money have my parents lent to your family over the years? Have you ever paid back a penny?"
Mo Fei smiled gently, but his words were merciless.
Growing up in an orphanage, she learned countless vulgar words from a young age, but she learned to integrate into society in a civilized manner when she grew up.
At this moment, Mo Qiujin has aroused some of Mo Fei's wildness again.
Mo Qiujin was so angry that she clenched her fists and cursed sharply: "What nonsense are you talking about, little bitch?!"
After she cursed him, Mo Qiujin realized that she had cursed him too harshly and subconsciously glanced at Mo Zhicheng.
Mo Zhicheng's face seemed to become even darker.
Mo Qiujin's heart tightened. She wondered what kind of love potion Mo Fei had used to make her brother's heart turn back to his.
Mo Fei didn't take Mo Qiujin's insults seriously at all. He smiled indifferently, took out a fruit knife from the drawer of the coffee table, and stabbed it heavily into the watermelon on the table in front of several people.
The red watermelon juice flowed down the knife that was shining with cold light, looking very much like human blood.
Mo Fei pulled out the fruit knife and held it in her hand, looking at the two men coldly. She said nothing, but it seemed like she had said everything.
Two minutes later, the elevator door closed and Mo Fei's house finally became quiet.
She got up and opened the living room window to dissipate the smoke.
Mo Zhicheng walked up to Mo Fei, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Mo Fei originally thought that her father was going to scold her for being disrespectful to her elders, but unexpectedly, Mo Zhicheng only said one sentence: "Don't take your aunt's words to heart."
Mo Fei watched his father's back as he slowly walked back to the room. He felt that he looked much older and that all his strength seemed to have been drained away.
He has changed a lot.
If Mo Fei dared to speak to Mo Qiujin like this in the past, Mo Zhicheng would definitely scold Mo Fei, but now he actually condoned Mo Fei's behavior for the first time and even comforted Mo Fei.
Mo Fei breathed a sigh of relief.
At least now it seems that Mo Zhicheng will no longer unconditionally favor his aunt.
She was not worried that when a natural disaster really came, Mo Zhicheng would give away all the supplies she had collected with great difficulty.
That would be even more painful than starving her to death.
After washing up and returning to the room, Mo Fei fell into new worries.
She realized that Jinshi Garden Community was no longer safe.
My aunt and uncle knew her address, and they must have seen the dried meat, canned food, instant noodles in the kitchen...
What if they remember it when they are short of supplies?
In order to prevent her parents from being soft-hearted towards the distant relatives, she had to find a time to explain the seriousness of the problem to her parents and not to disclose the address to relatives and friends casually in the future.
Besides, a cunning rabbit is safe only if it has three burrows. Mo Fei began to look for other burrows of his own.
Be quick.
Thinking of the relevant national regulations, she could feel that time was running out.
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