I'm afraid even the original owner couldn't remember how many pieces I gave her. Mo Zhiyao didn't care how finely crafted the jewellery was. She didn't even bother putting them in the box. She just threw them on the ground for people to step on.
Tu Yufan stepped over the jewels and took them to the innermost corner, where there was a wooden box. Unlike other dowry boxes, this red wooden box was only as long and wide as a piece of letter paper. The outer shell was a little worn and it looked like it had been opened many times.
The original plot mentioned that when Mo Yiming was in the Mo family, he would write a letter to Mo Zhiyao every time he went out to do business, and there would be some small items inside.
Now that Mo Yiming has gone out for training, no one knows when he will be back. In order to ease her longing for him, Mo Zhiyao reads these letters over and over again.
There was also a letter from her in reply, which was also placed inside.
Tu Yufan picked up the box and left the warehouse.
"Keep Aunt Yu under guard. No one is allowed to contact her."
"yes!"
He went straight to the delivery room. A few hours later, the midwife came over and said cheerfully, "Master, congratulations, it's a little boy, and his voice is really loud."
Tu Yufan looked at her with a half-smile and said, "Really?"
The midwife suppressed her panic and answered with a twinkling look in her eyes: "That's right, although the young master was born prematurely, he was well taken care of in the womb, so there is basically no major problem."
This is making a fool of yourself.
"Take these people down and interrogate them carefully."
Tu Yufan gave the order with a sneer.
Ling Shaoci, the chief in charge of punishment, stood aside, puzzled. He stretched his head out and asked cautiously, "Master, what are you going to torture me for?"
Didn't the Madam give birth to the young master safely? Why did she suddenly want to torture these midwives? ?
"Just torture them. Make them confess anything they are hiding from me."
Ling Shaoci glanced at Tu Yufan's expression and suddenly felt that the manor owner was more majestic than before. He couldn't help but shrink his neck and immediately ordered his men to take the midwives and servants away.
Tu Yufan took a deep look at the sleeping Mo Zhiyao and the crying baby beside her.
It’s a pity that he is a member of the Mo family, so we can’t act rashly.
However, Yu Jiangliu inherited his father's useless talent, but did not have the hero's luck.
In the original story, when Yu Jiangliu was young, the original owner transferred internal energy to him every day to nourish his meridians, and did not hesitate to sacrifice his own potential to help him break through the barriers. He tried his best to find something for him to cleanse his marrow, and finally raised his qualifications to a level slightly higher than that of ordinary people.
Without these, he is nothing more than a useless mid-level fighter.
For trash, especially arrogant trash, living is more painful than death.
"Brother, Mo Beiyuan is already in the meeting hall."
"Master, the doctor is here."
Seeing that everyone had arrived one after another, Tu Yufan asked his maid to bring the baby to the meeting hall.
Standing in the lobby was a tall and mighty middle-aged man with sharp eyes, dark skin, slightly messy hair, and a dusty look, looking quite upright.
"My dear son-in-law, what happened to my daughter?"
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