Seeing this, Mo Qian quickly got off the stool and moved to the side to avoid getting the soup splashed on her.
At this moment, Gao Pan'er's clothes were no longer presentable, her face was covered in soup, and a small piece of green vegetable was placed on her head.
"Aunt Gao, do you dislike the young lady? Are you deliberately trying to prevent her from eating breakfast?"
"The young lady's newly made clothes were almost ruined!" Du Juan's voice rose several octaves in anger.
"I...I...I was wrong, sob sob," Gao Pan'er raised her head, tears streaming down her face, washing away the red oil stains and leaving a line.
The previous beauty of her tear-streaked face was gone, and the little green vegetables on her head, red and green, made her look ridiculous and laughable!
"You still have the nerve to cry? Are you blaming the young lady? The young lady kindly invited you to sit down and have breakfast, and instead of being grateful, you spilled the food all over the floor."
"This food is enough for a servant to eat for three days. Aunt Gao has been living too well, that's why she's wasting food like this. She doesn't know the value of firewood, rice, oil, and salt when she's not in charge of the household."
“Aunt Gao, although our Mo family has some wealth, we cannot squander it and waste food. Go outside and reflect on your mistakes,” Mo Qian said coldly.
I originally intended to teach Gao Pan'er a lesson, to make her fall and torment her a bit, but I never expected that I would end up losing a whole table of food!
Seeing the food scattered on the floor, Mo Qian felt heartbroken. After all, although she had experienced several worlds, she no longer craved food and no longer felt hungry.
However, the habit of cherishing food and treasuring it has been preserved and has not changed even after several worlds!
Therefore, Mo Qian felt extremely regretful. Next time she disciplined Gao Pan'er, she couldn't choose to do it during mealtime, even though seeing Gao Pan'er looking so pitiful made her want to eat more! Haha, but in order not to waste food, she would choose another time.
"Okay, Miss, I...I'll go right away." Gao Pan'er slowly stood up from the ground, scattering the food that had fallen on her onto the ground. With a small green vegetable on her head, she walked unsteadily towards the door.
Mo Qian watched as Gao Pan'er spilled the food on the ground, not noticing the piece of food still on her head, and didn't kindly remind her.
"Dujuan, have someone make some breakfast and send it over. Just something simple will do."
"Yes, Miss, I'll have the kitchen staff do it right away." Du Juan went outside to call two maids to clean up the floor and table, then hurried to the small kitchen.
Before long, Mo Qian was enjoying the steaming hot wontons, steamed buns filled with fresh meat and broth, and spring rolls with shepherd's purse and shredded pork, savoring the delicious food to her heart's content.
"Mo Qian, Mo Qian, who told you to punish my mother? And make her stand outside the door to reflect on her actions." Just as Mo Qian was in a good mood, a harsh voice came from outside the door, and Mo Qian immediately frowned.
The original owner's younger brother, Mo Lu, is really annoying. The original owner is really good-tempered and can tolerate it.
"Look at you now, what kind of behavior is this? Don't you know how to address your elder sister? Do I have to teach you?" Mo Qian put down the soup spoon in her hand, slammed her hand on the table, and shouted angrily.
Even if the boy in front of me is a chubby, fair-skinned, and cute little boy, I still hate him!
In his previous life, Mo Lu considered himself the only male heir of the Mo family and was raised as a spoiled brat from a young age, but he was very obedient to Gao Pan'er.
When Gao Pan'er brought the beggars into the mansion, Mo Lu supported her and even stopped the original owner, going against her in every way. He also shared in the sins of the previous life!
"You... I don't want to call you 'sister'." Mo Lu was startled by Mo Qian slamming the table, and after realizing what was happening, he said arrogantly.
"Du Juan, go find a willow twig." Mo Qian looked at Mo Lu indifferently and said in a cold voice.
"Yes, Miss."
"You can't hit me. I'm the only young master of the Mo family. The entire Mo family will belong to me in the future."
"If you dare touch me, I'll sell you off," Mo Lu said viciously, his once cute face contorting into an ugly expression!
"Heh, I'd like to see if you'll sell me out, or if I'll beat you so badly you can't get out of bed today," Mo Qian said coldly.
"Give it to me." Du Juan handed Mo Qian a willow branch she had specially found in the garden. Young Master Mo Lu usually had a violent temper and often beat and scolded his servants, taking his anger out on them.
Therefore, Dujuan despised him and specially found a thin willow twig that would hurt a lot when hit!
"You dare! When Dad comes back, I'll have him beat you up!" Mo Lu continued to spout nonsense.
Mo Qian took the willow branch, gave Du Juan a look, and then glanced at the door.
Du Juan understood immediately. She went around to the side, quietly came to the door, closed the door from the inside, and blocked the doorway.
With a loud bang, Mo Lu turned around and found that the door had been closed sometime earlier!
"You...you...I'm not afraid of you." Mo Lu looked a little anxious, but still tried to sound tough, though he kept taking steps backward.
"You'd better keep your mouth shut." Mo Qian shook her head twice, the hissing sound particularly clear in the room.
To prevent him from running around and tearing his room apart when she was beating him later, Mo Qian took advantage of Mo Lu's inattention, quickly stepped forward, restrained his hands, and tightly tied them behind his back with a ribbon she pulled from the dressing table. She then kicked him, and Mo Lu fell to the ground.
"You...you're despicable...I'm going to beat you to death, I'm going to sell you!" Mo Lu fell to the ground, trying to stand up, but because his hands were bound, he had no support and could not stand up, and was filled with impotent rage.
"Smack!"
"Smack!"
"Smack!"
Mo Qian was too lazy to listen to him and simply swung her hand at him. She swung it three times in a row. Who had time to listen to his babbling? She'd hit him first and talk later.
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