Mo Qianshang: "?"
She had never seen such a shameless person.
Mo Qianshang scooped up her beloved daughter and hugged her tightly. Her little girl was so adorable; she couldn't let her be corrupted by such a scoundrel.
Liu Shouyi's eyes were fixed on the fish in Qin Yuya's hand; he was practically ready to pounce.
Mo Qianshang stood up, blocking Liu Shouyi's view: "You want to eat fish?"
"Mhm!" Liu Shouyi nodded immediately upon hearing this.
Mo Qianshang smiled and said, “There are fish in the river. You can catch them yourself. Catching fish is very simple. My son is only seven years old and he learned it in less than half an hour. You are at least twelve or thirteen years old. You might be able to learn it in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. You don’t need to rent a net. We are all from the same village, and our family is happy to help others.”
Liu Shouyi was clearly stunned, staring at her incredulously: "No way, you want to charge rent for this lousy internet?!"
"Otherwise what?"
“It’s a famine year now, everything has to be clearly priced. I’m already taking care of you by not charging you, because we’re both from Fushou Village. Are you still not happy?” Mo Qianshang put on a shocked expression, even more exaggerated than Liu Shouyi.
Liu Shouyi's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, but he still choked back his words and retorted, "I... I'm still a child!"
"Who isn't a child? My eldest son is still a child, but he already knows how to help out at home." Qin Heming is efficient at his work and cares for his siblings. Mo Qianshang is very proud when she talks about him.
"Isn't that because his deadbeat father abandoned him and ran away?"
"His father hasn't come back to the village for so long, I bet he's found a mistress outside and doesn't want you anymore!" Liu Shouyi cursed. Mo Qianshang could hardly believe it. Where did such a young child learn such foul language?
Hearing Liu Shouyi curse their father, Qin Heming couldn't stand it anymore and punched him in the face: "Don't you dare say bad things about my father!"
"You dare hit me?" Liu Shouyi retorted, throwing a punch at Qin Heming. "The Mo family wasn't your biological mother to begin with, and they'll abandon you one day!"
None of these four children were the original owner's biological children.
The original owner was the father of several children and later married her second wife. Only a few days after the marriage, her husband left Fushou Village because of some business.
Unlike others, the original owner was kind-hearted and never mistreated the children. Even during the famine, he never abandoned them and ran away.
"You're talking nonsense! Mother said she wouldn't abandon us!" Qin Qingyu and Qin Zixuan also stepped forward. Liu Shouyi was no match for the three of them and was beaten until he cried for his parents. His grandmother, Ji, quickly stepped forward, trying to protect her grandson: "My grandson is ignorant. I apologize to you. Please don't mind..."
Ji was so anxious she was almost in tears, and she was just short of kneeling down to Mo Qianshang.
Mo Qianshang pulled the three children away and said coldly to Liu Shouyi, "I don't think my son was wrong to hit you. You deserved this beating for the things you said. If you want to eat fish, fine, but bring something in exchange. There's no such thing as a free lunch!"
After Mo Qianshang finished speaking, she moved to another spot with the four children.
Qin Yuya hiccuped. Although the little girl was still young, she had experienced a lot and was very sensitive. Looking at Mo Qianshang in front of her, the little girl murmured softly, tears still clinging to her eyelashes, and cautiously asked, "Mother, will you abandon us...?"
Mo Qianshang has no blood relation with them, so it's only natural for her to find another husband after losing them.
The little girl's voice was soft, her tone full of fearful probing. Her cautious and careful manner broke her heart. If it weren't for this famine, she would be at the most carefree age right now.
"Mother, don't leave us..." Qin Zixuan also spoke up.
Qin Qingyu nodded frantically, while Qin Heming, though motionless, revealed fear and trepidation in his eyes.
Mo Qianshang reached out and cupped Qin Yuya's small face, looking at her firmly: "Yuya, be good, your mother will always be your mother, and I will never abandon you. I promise you."
Qin Yuya blinked, then nestled uncertainly into Mo Qianshang's arms.
Lady Ji pulled Liu Shouyi away, but Liu Shouyi was still unconvinced. Lady Ji was so angry that she clutched her chest, knelt on the ground, and looked at him desperately: "My little ancestor, I beg you, please stop making trouble!"
"It's all because you're useless; you can't even catch a fish!"
"I don't care, I'm hungry, I want to eat fish!" Liu Shouyi cursed and overturned the wild vegetable porridge in Ji's hand.
This was the last bit of food their family had. The old lady hadn't been able to bear eating a single bite for so many days, and now it was all smashed on the ground.
Seeing Liu Shouyi like this, the old lady could only swallow her anger.
This is the last son of the Liu family. If he dies, how will she explain it to the old man?
Once Liu Shouyi finally calmed down, the old lady walked over shakily and apologized to Mo Qianshang: "I'm so sorry... my son is so immature and has caused you trouble."
Ji was so thin that her cheeks were sunken, and her hands were almost devoid of flesh. Compared to Liu Shouyi, she looked far more wretched. It was likely that she had saved all the food, not eating a single bite herself, and leaving it all for her grandson.
She looked at Mo Qianshang pleadingly and tentatively asked, "Um, you said you could rent things. I'd like to rent a fishing net. How much does it cost?"
Although it's pitiful for her to be an old woman, being spoiled into such a giant baby who lives off her parents is her own choice, and she can't control it. She's not a saint who meddles in everything.
"You can pay money or exchange goods."
The fishing nets are not valuable; the materials are fresh rattan picked up from the roadside.
These are not treated and will break down after only a few uses, making them unusable for long periods of time.
Even so, she couldn't give it away for free.
A small favor is appreciated, but a large favor breeds resentment; free things are often disliked, while those that cost money are eagerly sought after. That's just how the world is.
The old woman hesitated for a moment, then tremblingly pulled out a wide cloth headband that she had used for a long time from her sleeve: "I... I only have this left..."
The wide cloth headband has rough stitching and the material used is not very good; it's not worth much at all.
But just as she accepted it, a "ding" sounded in the shop, activating the transaction panel...
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