Live your life properly... This person is shameless. He clearly has a phone, but he doesn't know how to call and has to ask someone else to do it?
This was intentional, deliberately trying to make the original owner's parents handle the matter. The original owner had no choice but to compromise with his parents.
Letting the original owner go back on their own means that they think their family did nothing wrong, and that the original owner was the one at fault.
"Mom, I'll handle my own affairs. Since we've finished eating, I'll be leaving in a bit. By the way, I'll live a good life from now on and won't come back to see you as often as I used to."
The two women paused for a moment, then understood their daughter's meaning, looking at Mo Yan with disbelief. "What, you mean you're blaming us for meddling? You don't want to come back and help us with the work?"
Mo Yan smiled, picked up the cup next to her and took a big gulp of water before looking at her parents.
"Didn't you say that now that you're married, you should live your life well and have your own home, so you shouldn't come back to your parents' home so often? Well, I'll live my own life well from now on and take good care of my own home, so of course I won't have much time to come back to see you."
I have a lot of things to do at home too. Next time you need help with chores, just ask my older brother. I'm a married daughter, like water spilled from a cup; you should at least ask your sons.”
After saying that, Mo Yan didn't even look at their astonished eyes, stood up and started packing her things.
For some, their maternal home is a safe haven, while for others it's just a place.
Coincidentally, that's exactly what the original owner's family was like.
For the sake of saving face, he shattered his daughter's only haven, telling her to go back and endure it.
"What are you saying, child? Are you trying to drive us crazy? Come back here and explain yourself!"
The old lady quickly followed her into the room. She felt uneasy, as if her daughter had made some decision and was no longer taking care of them.
The old lady followed her into the room and saw that Mo Yan had already packed her things. She quickly began to explain.
"I don't mean to send you home, I just think you can't keep arguing with your son-in-law like this forever."
"Two people, they'll go through thick and thin together for a lifetime, and they'll be companions when they grow old. If you're alone, who will you talk to when you're old? Your children all have their own families, don't you think?"
That's true. If it were anyone else, they would really believe it. But the original owner's dead husband was different. All he did was beat people. Who knows, he might beat the original owner to death one day.
Other people always have a reason for going crazy, whether it's because they've been drinking or something else. But that person doesn't. There's no warning. Maybe just a glance is enough for him to get extremely angry and hit someone. That's a complete scumbag, utterly despicable.
"You're right, so I've decided to listen to you and go home. But since I care about my family, I won't have much time to come back."
I think my husband is right. I used to devote all my time and energy to you, and during busy farming seasons I would always be the first to come back and help you with the work. That wasn't good. I should be helping my own family, so I won't be coming back anymore.
Upon hearing this, the old lady immediately objected, grabbing Mo Yan's hand anxiously, "That won't do! What will we do if you don't come back to help us? We are your parents, you have to help us!"
They're both so old, they simply can't handle all that work. And their son is unreliable, always thinking about his own little family. What will they do if they don't have a daughter?
"I told you to go back and live a good life with your husband, not to abandon us." Why can't this child understand what I'm saying?
Mo Yan smiled slightly, then her gaze turned icy. "Mom, you can't be so greedy. You can't just kick someone after they've served their purpose. I'm your daughter, and you've only ever used me as free labor. I'm leaving."
"Wait a minute."
The old lady quickly chased after him, calling out as she went, "You have to come back next month to help out!"
Mo Yan didn't answer, pretending not to hear, and walked towards the town with her nylon bag, taking the last minibus to the county.
Mo Yan had no intention of dealing with those two ingrates right now. She wanted to make money first and wait for their call.
When the time comes, we'll settle both old and new scores together, break their legs? Haha, it's really hard to say whose legs will be broken.
Upon arriving in the county town, Mo Yan immediately went to get a medical report on her injuries.
Although she had worked for a few days, the injuries were still there, including many old ones, which were still visible.
People who are frequently beaten tend to have a higher pain tolerance, which explains why the original owner was still able to work despite being injured.
The doctor was shocked by the number of injuries and asked with great concern, "Should we call the police?"
Mo Yan thought for a moment and decided to report it. It seemed that scumbag had an uncle at the police station.
Every time I call the police, they shut me down, saying it's a domestic dispute. I wonder what will happen this time?
"Thank you, doctor. Could you please call the police for me?"
The police arrived quickly; they have been cracking down on domestic violence for the past two years.
When Captain Wan saw Mo Yan, he was a little confused. How could it be Mo Yan?
"Mo Yan, it's you? Did you call the police?"
“I called the police. Officers, look, the patient’s test results are here.”
The doctor produced a photocopy, while the original was given to Mo Yan to keep. This was Mo Yan's request, and although they found it strange, they still agreed, probably because this aunt looked really miserable.
She endured the severe injury without uttering a sound.
They took a look at it, and Captain Wan's heart skipped a beat. What was wrong with Wan Lin? Why did he go to such lengths?
"Doctor, this might be a misunderstanding. Let us handle it."
"Misunderstanding? Please tell me what kind of misunderstanding could cause this patient to have so many old injuries, every single one of which is a bone injury, and now this one, the bone is broken, okay? Can't you see that?"
"These hands, these feet, and here and here?"
The sight was shocking to others; Xie had so many injuries.
"Doctor, we know. You have to trust that we will handle this. Don't worry."
After saying that, he dismissed the doctor and then looked at Mo Yan. "Mo Yan, what exactly happened between you and your uncle? Did you two have a fight? If so, tell your uncle to stand up for you. This is a family matter, so we don't have to make things so complicated. Don't bother the team, okay?"
Mo Yan knew this would happen, so she recorded it beforehand.
"Uncle, you saw it too. He beat me not just once or twice, but he beat me to death. He wanted to kill me. I'm still young, I still want to live, I still want to take care of my son. If my daughter dies, who will take care of my child and daughter?"
[This is for the sake of the plot; there was no slander.]
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