He was kicked out before he could finish speaking.
"I will never trust you again. Get out of here right now and never show your face again."
Mo Fang: "..." Well, he was still thinking of using the self-inflicted injury strategy.
"Sister, whether you believe it or not, you will always be my sister, and I will love you forever and ever."
Mo Yan felt disgusted by these words.
When Mo Yan went to work in the afternoon, someone suddenly came out and tried to rob her.
Before Mo Yan could make a move, Mo Fang rushed out to protect her. "Sister, you go first. If they want to hurt you, they'll have to step over my dead body first."
It has to be said that their acting was quite awkward.
Mo Yan calmly looked at them. "Haven't you been listening to the recent legal education campaign?"
The group: "???"
"Robbing is illegal. There were three or more of you, and you were carrying knives. You should all go to jail, right?"
The three of them quickly looked at Mo Fang, "You didn't mention this?"
"You're all so young, don't be fooled. Even if you're faking it, you're still hurting me, and you'll go to jail. You're so young, hurry back home, or find a job. What are you trying to do?"
Upon hearing this, the group ran away.
Mo Fang gave an awkward laugh, "Sister, I..."
Mo Yan kicked him out, dragged him to a secluded spot, beat him up, clapped her hands, and left.
Mo Fang wanted to sue Mo Yan, but he was in excruciating pain and the hospital tests showed nothing wrong.
Instead, those few people, out of fear, went to the police station to turn themselves in and confessed to him.
He was detained for a few more days. When he came out, he accidentally tripped and fell, resulting in a broken leg that he couldn't move.
Well, now he had no choice but to ask someone to take him back.
To put it simply, last time in the village, Mo Yuan was very unhappy because his father scolded him in front of so many people, showing him no respect whatsoever.
This made him feel particularly bad. Now that something had happened, Mo Yuan only had someone bring him back and told him that it was best to try his best himself, as he couldn't take care of him forever.
"You're my son, how can you not take care of me?"
"As they say, 'A long illness tests filial piety,' which is normal. You'd better get better, otherwise I won't take care of you if you can't walk in the future."
It has to be said that if they weren't father and son, no one would believe that they were so similar in their selfish and self-serving nature.
"You, you, you..." Mo Fang was so angry that she almost passed out. "Get out of here! This house is mine!"
Mo Yuan wouldn't do that. He immediately said, "My aunt said this is for my son. Don't worry, I can do what you can't. I'll have a second child and make my aunt willingly give me the money."
Dad, I've realized that trying to please you is useless, because you're poor. If I'm going to try to please someone, I should try to please Auntie instead.
Didn't you teach me not to waste time on useless people, but to spend it on useful people?
Mo Fang: "..."
Mo Fang's expression changed. At this moment, he didn't even know whether he should cry or laugh. Should he be happy that he had raised a son who had surpassed him, or should he cry because his son was so heartless? But he couldn't deny one thing: he was the one who caused all of this.
Mo Yong, who was outside, was very unhappy when he heard this. His parents really wanted to have a second child! He wouldn't agree!
What happens to their family is no longer Mo Yan's concern. Some things only require planting a seed; whether the seed will sprout or grow is not important.
After some time, the agricultural station developed a pesticide, just in time for the corn and other crops to need weeding and pest control.
Their first experimental subjects were the ones they grew themselves.
Mo Yan took Li Chun to the nursing home to find the director.
The nursing home is no longer what it used to be. The most obvious change is that the roads have been paved and leveled. The director said they are preparing to renovate the roof tiles.
They have money every month now, so they can't afford a full renovation, but they can take their time with many things.
She also applied for a manager to help them manage the facility, and the nursing home will definitely get better and better.
"Dean, our institute has developed a new pesticide that can repel insects and weeds. Would you like to try it?"
"If you'd like, I can help you apply for some."
The dean readily agreed, "Yes, thank you. We are willing to pay for it."
"No, that's not necessary, since we're still in the trial phase, so we're not providing funding at this stage. But can we record all the data?"
"Of course, you can."
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