Yun Mo doesn't care who spread the rumor, but that doesn't stop her from playing the victim to gain sympathy.
"Sister Zhao, my mother has had a hard enough life. She has been looked down upon and criticized by the villagers for so many years. I really can't stand her being labeled with these unwarranted stigmas and insults again."
"Good boy, don't be sad. I'm here and I won't just sit there and do nothing."
As she said this, Mrs. Zhao looked at her old friend sitting opposite her and said, "Old sister, you heard it all. Someone is deliberately trying to put the blame on my daughter. Just tell me whether you can help or not."
The old lady opposite hurriedly said, "Oh, look at what you said. We have been friends for so many years. How can I not help others if they don't want to? Don't worry, I will talk to my old sisters when I get back and make sure to clear your goddaughter's reputation."
"Okay, then I'll leave this matter to you."
"Don't worry, it will be done."
Yun Mo also took the opportunity to stand up and thank the other party solemnly.
Mrs. Zhao patted her hand kindly and said, "Okay, go upstairs and continue playing with Zhizhi. You don't have to chat with us old guys."
Yun Mo flattered, "Grandma Zhao, Sister Zhizhi said that you have a poor appetite recently. I want to make you some appetizing and spleen-strengthening home-cooked dishes for lunch."
"Okay, but it's too hard for you. It's so hot, it's not easy to stay in the kitchen."
"It's okay, Grandma Zhao, you guys continue chatting, I'm going to the kitchen first."
"Hey, good boy, go ahead."
When Yun Mo went to the kitchen, the old lady opposite couldn't help but say, "You made the right decision to accept this granddaughter."
Old Mrs. Zhao snorted proudly, "Of course, if it weren't for my granddaughter, I wouldn't be sitting here talking to you right now."
That was not what the old lady opposite meant, but seeing that Grandma Zhao was playing dumb, she smiled and talked about other topics without saying anything.
In the kitchen, Yun Mo looked at the ingredients and quickly prepared the menu.
Squirrel fish with sour plum juice, chicken with scallion oil, minced pork fried with celery, cucumber with black fungus, and a tomato meatball soup.
Every dish was prepared according to Mrs. Zhao’s preferences, and was light, delicious and tasty. Mrs. Zhao enjoyed the meal very much and consumed half a bowl of rice more than usual.
Yun Mo and Zeng Fang stayed at Zhao's house for the whole day and did not leave until after dinner.
After Yun Mo left, Old Mrs. Zhao sighed and told her son and daughter-in-law about Yun Mo's life story.
"Xiaomo is a girl who keeps things to herself and hasn't said who her father is. Xuehai, you have a wide network of contacts. I think you should know who her father is, right? I don't have any other ideas. I'm just worried that she will suffer if she goes to the capital. After all, she is a daughter adopted halfway through life. How can she compare to someone who has been by your side since childhood?"
After learning about the past disputes between Huang Zhiqiu and Yuan Jia, Zhao Xuehai's face showed a rare hint of surprise and caution.
"Mom, are you sure that Xiaomo's father is the man behind the Yuan family? Are you sure?"
Mrs. Zhao glared at her son unhappily, "I may be old, but my mind is still clear!"
"Mom, that's not what I meant."
Zhao Xuehai touched his chin, his face full of secrecy, "Mom, you know the Shao family in Beijing, right? The backer behind the Yuan family is the Shao family, but that was before.
According to Xiaomo, the one who had a relationship with the Shao family man was probably Huang Zhiqiu, but Yuan Jia used some unknown method to replace him. Now that the truth has been exposed, the Yuan family dared to use a bastard to pretend to be the blood of the Shao family, so they must be severely punished. "
Such secrets also opened Wan Ru's eyes. She sneered in an ambiguous tone, "This matter cannot be blamed entirely on the Yuan family. Doesn't that Shao know who he slept with?"
Zhao Yazhi said shockingly, "If the lights are turned off, who knows who is who?"
Wan Ru glared at her daughter and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, little kid? Go back upstairs and read your book."
Zhao Yazhi took a piece of watermelon and ate it bit by bit. "How can I be young? I'm already 20 years old. Maybe I'll bring a son-in-law back to you during the winter vacation at the end of the year."
Wan Ru was choked and stared blankly.
"Zhizhi, are you dating someone?"
"Who is the other party?"
"How old is he? Where is he from?"
"When did you talk about it?"
Old Mrs. Zhao and Zhao Xuehai, mother and son, kept asking questions one after another, and Zhao Yazhi didn't know which question to answer first.
"Oh, don't worry, don't worry. We haven't talked about it yet. But someone is pursuing me, and I haven't agreed yet."
No one knows a daughter better than her mother. Although the daughter said that she had not agreed yet, her shy look showed that she was obviously moved.
Wan Ru looked at her daughter with scrutiny, "Let me make it clear first, if he is not of clean family background and good character, you should not bring him home. Even if you bring him home, I will not allow him to enter the house."
Zhao Yazhi rolled her eyes secretly, "Mom, is my vision that bad? He has the same good family background as me, four years older than me, and now works in the neighborhood office."
Upon hearing this condition, Wan Ru's face immediately turned from gloomy to bright.
"That's fine. Bring him back when you have time. You're not young anymore. It's time to find a partner."
Zhao Yazhi looked down on her mother's change of attitude. "We haven't even started dating yet. Besides, he's from H Province. If we really get together, I'll have to marry someone from H Province. Can you bear that?"
Upon hearing this, Wan Ru's face became hesitant again.
Mrs. Zhao was open-minded. "It doesn't matter how far away you marry. As long as you have a heart, you can come home often no matter how far away you are. But if you don't have a heart, even if you live across the street, you will pass by your home three times without entering. It's useless."
Zhao Xuehai nodded in agreement, "Mom is right, but Zhizhi, you have to be careful when it comes to finding a partner. You can't judge a man by his appearance. This man may look decent on the surface, but he may have bad intentions. You have to protect yourself and never compromise on matters that involve your bottom line.
On the contrary, a responsible and good man should not make unreasonable requests. Do you understand what Dad means?"
Zhao Yazhi blushed and nodded, "Yes, I understand."
“A-choo, a-choo!”
Yao Cheng rubbed his nose and couldn't help muttering, "Who missed me? Ah, could it be that my Zhizhi missed me?"
Jian Xun, who was sitting behind the desk, glanced at him speechlessly, "I haven't agreed to you yet, how come it's yours now?"
"Humph, it's only a matter of time!"
The weather was too hot, so Yao Cheng would run to Jian Xun whenever he had nothing to do. He would lie on a recliner specially provided for psychological therapy, chatting and drinking tea, with a fan on his side. It was so comfortable.
These days, mental health treatment is not yet accepted and recognized by the general public, and there are not many patients who come to Jian Xun for treatment. In addition, the criminal investigation team has not had any cases requiring criminal profiling recently, so Jian Xun has become idle.
(End of this chapter)