Although she didn't think her child would lie, she couldn't make a judgment without evidence.
The adults were all gone, and all that was left were very young children. It was a classic case of each side having their own version of events.
With Mo Qianshang's coaxing, Qianya's crying subsided considerably. She put the child down and looked down at the flattened pastry.
The pastry was flattened into a thin slice; it didn't look like it had been stepped on accidentally.
If a person accidentally steps on something, they will instinctively pull their leg back. This pastry is so flat that it was obviously stepped on deliberately and then crushed.
She glanced at the crying child, recognized him but forgot his name, and asked Little Yao, "Why is that child crying?"
Little Yao whispered, "It seems like Qianya pushed him down..."
Mo Qianshang glanced at him. The boy was half a head taller than her daughter, and he not only got pushed down by a little girl, but he also cried.
But looking at Qianya again, she was crying loudly when she came over, so she didn't seem to have any right to laugh at the child opposite her.
"Alright, here's a snack for you, let's go home."
Since Qianya had already taken action, she couldn't be bothered to argue about the snacks. She would go back and educate her own child. The other child and adults weren't around, so whatever she said would be pointless.
Heming and his brothers were angry, but they listened to their mother more and turned to leave. Mo Qianshang did not expect that she had only taken a few steps when she heard the children behind her shouting at them.
"No mother! A wild child abandoned by his father!"
"Stepmothers are all man-eating monsters!"
"You wicked woman! Shameless woman!"
I don't know which child shouted first, but the others started shouting along, though most of them were just following along. One voice stood out.
Mo Qianshang turned her head and saw a chubby little boy. Before she could say anything, several of her own children suddenly rushed out from behind her and got into a tangle with the children opposite her!
This was the first time Mo Qianshang had ever seen children fighting in a group. It was also the first time she had realized that, although children's strength was only so-so, when so many children were fighting, she really couldn't manage it all by herself!
"You're not allowed to talk about my mother!"
Qin Zixuan shouted as he attacked. It was the first time Mo Qianshang realized that her well-behaved sons could actually be a bunch of little wolf cubs. But no matter what, the fact that they were fighting was a serious matter!
"Stop it, all of you!" she shouted as she pulled Qin Heming out of the crowd. "Heming, take your younger siblings home!"
Qin Heming was thrown out, and she dragged her children out one after another, fiercely telling them to go back.
She grabbed Xiao Yao and asked who the chubby boy was. Xiao Yao said that he was Zhao Jincai, the son of Xiao Liu.
Mo Qianshang thought for a while but couldn't match the face to the person's name, so she simply turned her back.
She was an adult after all, and when she turned her head, she startled the few unruly children, who were about to scatter like birds. She quickly grabbed Jincai's collar and said, "Stop!"
Zhao Jincai was caught and struggled violently in fear, but he was only a seven or eight-year-old child, and Mo Qianshang didn't take him seriously at all: "Tell me, who taught you!"
A beautiful woman is naturally not as frightening as a fierce and ruthless man, but Zhao Jincai was quite frightened by Mo Qianshang at this moment.
Mo Qianshang weighed the person in her hand briefly and then lifted them up: "Where did you hear such things! Speak!"
Zhao Jincai may look fat from being pampered, but he's actually quite timid. He only dares to act arrogantly with other unruly kids. When Mo Qianshang scares him, he cries even harder than Qianya did before, and he can't even speak clearly.
Mo Qianchang remained silent.
This child seems brave, but who knows he's useless inside. She just wanted to scare him. Zhao Jincai was already crying so hard he couldn't speak.
She loosened her grip, and the naughty child fell to the ground with a thud.
Little Yao came over and said, "Don't ask anymore, you probably won't get any information out of him. Where else could he have heard it from? His mother, of course!"
Mo Qianshang turned and left, with Xiao Yaoshi following beside her: "Her mother, Xiao Liushi, is her husband's second wife. Not long after Da Liushi fell ill, the two of them got together. She's quite shrewd..."
Speaking of this, Xiao Yao sighed, "Ever since Da Liu married into our village, I've often talked to her. To be honest, if that Zhao guy hadn't been so indifferent later, even if she wasn't a good aunt, she wouldn't have just left like that..."
From the few words Yao Shi uttered, Mo Qianshang pieced together the family and also got an impression of her wealthy mother, Liu Shi—eloquent and skilled at stirring up trouble and distorting the truth.
It's perfectly normal for people to talk about her behind her back.
Mo Qianshang didn't think much of it at first, but after walking back, she became angrier and angrier.
She'd seen and heard countless gossips in her life, and she'd grown accustomed to them, not taking them to heart. But it was truly infuriating that such a thing happened to a child.
Seven or eight-year-old children have been spoiled by their families and are now harming others without knowing the severity of their injuries; they are the most despicable.
If Madam Liu were here today, she wouldn't be so lenient; she would have slapped her twice to teach her why the flowers are so red.
She's so angry!
After sitting for a while, Mo Qianshang's emotions calmed down a lot. No matter how angry she was, she was still an adult. Children were more likely to suffer psychological trauma, and it was no joke.
She held Qianya in her arms and sat down with the other children. They shared the snacks they had brought back from Mengji, and Qianya's mood improved considerably.
She also reminded Qin Heming and the others that in the future, when they go out on the mountain, they must go in groups and not stray too far.
To be honest, if Mo Qianshang really wanted to, she could go to the government office now and get an official document to be read aloud in various villages, so that people in the vicinity would know that the mountain already has an owner and that others cannot come up here at will.
Then their family will naturally have complete peace and quiet.
Even if she disliked the people of Fushou Village, it was only in terms of their character; she wouldn't go so far as to completely destroy humanity.
She bought up Qingping Mountain and the surrounding hills, the closest ones being those from Fushou Village and Dongshan Village.
Dongshan Village is one thing, but if access to Qingping Mountain is restricted, the people of Fushou Village will basically have no mountain to climb and will have to find another place to settle down.
Of course, none of these were what Mo Qianshang cared about most.
What she was concerned about was that if the children's biological fathers were searching everywhere, and if they were separated from the people of Fushou Village, those people would not be able to find them. At least now that most of the villagers were here, the target would be larger.
These seemingly insignificant matters, one by one, required Mo Qianshang's utmost attention.
As the sun began to set, the construction workers were about to finish their work. Mo Qianshang provided meals once a day, and after the workers left, it was time for them to have their own dinner.
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