C82

Chapter 82 - If you keep fighting, you're going to kill yourself

"Abba, why are you here?"

Mo Xiyan turned her head around, and saw that the Fang's grandma was standing there, looking at him as if she was thinking about something.

Her gaze made Mo Xiyan feel very uncomfortable.

She was also not a philanthropist, if Fang's grandma was like this forever, then she did not have to use her.

"I came to collect my dishes. Seeing that you and Dr. Yang are still chatting, I didn't dare to come over to disturb us."

In the end, Fang's grandma was a servant and his reaction was extremely fast.

People couldn't find any mistakes in what he had said.

"Zhang Ye has already taken it back to the kitchen. You should be able to see it when you go back." Mo Xiyan had a faint smile on her face, but her eyes that looked at her were unfathomably deep, making others unable to understand what she was thinking.

This kind of expression caused Fang's grandma to be wary.

Of course, this vigilance was purely due to the servants getting used to it. They were afraid that their master would be angry and cause trouble.

"Yes, I'll go back and take a look."

She lowered her head, saluted, and hurried away.

Mo Xiyan looked at her leaving figure, and shook her head, she really did not know how Sang Nu became her friend.

"This Fang's grandma is also a pitiful person."

Just as Mo Xiyan was thinking, Dr. Yang stroked his beard and shook his head.

"Master knows about her?" Mo Xiyan was interested.

"This is not a big matter. Just ask around in the village and you will be able to find out."

But since her master was unwilling to speak of it, she could ask Sang Nu.

With such a good relationship with the Fang's grandma, she must know something even better.

With the decision made, Mo Xiyan did not ask anymore, and instead started discussing with Dr. Yang using his medical skills.

By the time they had had their fill, it was time for dinner.

Li Zheng and the others had already arrived one after another.

Mo Xiyan greeted them in the front courtyard's living room. After Zhang Ye and the others finished making the cloth, he brought everyone to the front courtyard to take their seats.

There were ten sets of tables and chairs, each with a dozen different dishes. It looked exquisite and delicious.

Just by smelling it would cause one to drool.

There was indeed nothing to be said about the workmanship of Fang's grandma.

Mo Xiyan praised in her heart after looking at the dishes on the table.

Then she stood up gracefully with a wine cup in her hand. After looking around, she said, "I should have invited everyone over, but unfortunately, it's not convenient for me to stay at my grandma's house. Therefore, I've been delayed, and I hope you'll forgive me."

Only then did she raise her head again and look towards the crowd as she continued, "I need to thank everyone here for the good work I've done to my house. If there's anything I can do in the future, you can ask for it, and I won't refuse."

Saying that, she finished the wine in her cup, but just as she was about to fill it again, Sang Nu held her hand.

Her slightly drunken eyes looked at her. "What's the matter, mother-in-law?"

"You're almost drunk. You're not allowed to drink anymore."

The Sang Nu shook his head and replied straightforwardly, "Those who are sitting are also from the same village, I definitely won't bother with a little girl like you."

Since she had already said so, the rest of them naturally joined in as well.

"Sang Nu is right, I hope you can drink two cups of wine in a row. Your uncle will honor them for you."

Just as Li Zheng was about to stand up, he raised his wine cup and looked at the villagers, "You all saw it too, a little girl like Xiao Yan returning to Mo Village alone, it can be said that he is unaccompanied."

"The majority of the people sitting here are surnamed Mo, and Xiyan and I can be considered to be from the same sect. As an elder, I can't make things difficult for a junior like her, right?"

When he said that, all the villagers nodded their heads, indicating that they would not, that they would definitely take care of Mo Xiyan and not cause her any trouble.

Although these were all pleasantries, it was still quite comfortable to hear. In the future, if they made things difficult for Mo Xiyan again, they would have something to say.

Mo Xiyan was grateful to Sang Nu for protecting her, but she also needed to drink this third cup of wine.

She looked at Sang Nu and shook her head, hoping that she could have another cup.

Seeing that she was so insistent, the Sang Nu could only let her go.

However, as she poured the wine into the cup, she reminded him, "This is the last cup. It won't do to have too much."

Mo Xiyan nodded and replied softly, "Alright, I will listen to you."

She stood up while holding her wine cup. "Thank you for taking care of me, and thank you for taking care of me. I hope that all of you uncles can continue to help me. I thank you uncles here first."

With that, she drank the cup to her heart's content once more, then sat down.

"Everyone heard it. Everyone calls you uncle. Everyone should know what to do in the future."

Li Zheng continued, "Come on, since your niece is working in the east, let's treat it as if it's our own home. Eat and drink to your heart's content."

His words helped to ease the tense atmosphere.

Only then did the villagers open their stomachs wide and begin to eat and drink.

However, even though the atmosphere had relaxed, the words he had said today had still left a mark in their hearts, allowing Mo Xiyan to live a more carefree life in the village.

As for the Fang's grandma, after the family banquet, she helped them take care of the dishes and tidy up the courtyard.

Just that, before they had even tidied up, someone had already started shouting outside Mo Mansion's gates.

"Old thing, why are you not back yet? You yourself are here to eat and drink, and not care about whether we live or die? "

The words of this man were extremely vile. It was unknown who he was scolding as he stood at the foot of the stairs.

"Shut up! Who are you to be shouting so arrogantly here?" Zhang Ye walked quickly to the courtyard door, and looked at the man with a cold gaze.

"Hmph, it's not like I'm scolding you."

The young man seemed to be in a bad mood. He didn't look like an honest man, and his words were strange.

"I advise you to not meddle in other people's business. Besides, even the officials don't care about the family's affairs. Who do you think you are? Ha!"

"There's no one in your family here, nor do they care about your family matters. If you want to argue, go argue when you get home."

Zhang Ye did not want to get involved with such a hoodlum. After all, he represented Mo Xiyan's face, and he could not easily lose it.

"Who says there isn't?"

Unexpectedly, the young man snorted, pointed at the gate, and said in an even louder voice, "Old thing, if you don't come out soon, I'll smash the door. Don't think that you can just hide inside and relax, don't go home for the rest of your life if you have the ability!"

His voice successfully transmitted into the front courtyard, causing Mo Xiyan and the others to stop what they were doing, and also causing Fang's grandma to instinctively tremble.

Her face was deathly pale, as she timidly looked at the distant gate. Her lips trembled for a long while, before she finally looked at Mo Xiyan and said, "Miss Mo, I will do these things again tomorrow, I will be leaving first."

Then, without waiting for Mo Xiyan's reply, she lowered her head and walked out of the courtyard with a face full of grief.

Fang's grandma looked like a prisoner on the execution platform that was filled with determination.

This made Mo Xiyan feel that it was very unbelievable, but she could not figure it out either.

"What's going on?"

She slightly wrinkled her brows, looking at the Fang's grandma's departing figure, "Granny, who is that person outside the door? What is his relationship with the Abba? "

"He is her good-for-nothing son."

Sang Nu shook his head, "I don't know how it will turn into when we go back."

She threw down the tablecloth in her hands. "No, I have to go and see, in case something happens."

After saying that, she quickly chased after him.

Seeing that she was anxious, Mo Xiyan followed her out of the courtyard.

When they arrived, Zhang Ye was arguing with the young man.

Unexpectedly, not only did the young man not listen, he even grabbed onto Fang's grandma's hair and planned to drag him home.

"Stop!"

Mo Xiyan rushed over without thinking, she raised her leg and kicked the young man's waist, then flipped him over, and said: "You committed such a violent act on the streets, do you even have any laws in your eyes?"

The young man was completely caught off guard. Adding to the fact that he was a laborer, he didn't have any other abilities other than to act arrogantly.

Thus, after being kicked by her, he fell to the ground.

As a result, Fang's grandma fell to the ground. Seeing that, Sang Nu immediately went forward to help her up, and retreated to the side.

"F * ck, do you know who laozi is?"

The youth had not been beaten by anyone in a long time, so before he had even woken up, he had already begun cursing.

She only raised her head, and when she saw Mo Xiyan's astonishingly beautiful face, she instantly quietened down.

He looked at Mo Xiyan with infatuation and instinctively gulped, "She's really beautiful."

The young man slowly stood up, with his pair of thief eyes, he looked as if he could see through Mo Xiyan's clothes, and squinted his eyes.

"Since you want to help this old thing, why don't you come back with me?"

"Even if I die, I want to sleep with you."

The young man said as he reached out to touch Mo Xiyan's face.

But before his finger could reach her, she backed away.

At the same time, Zhang Ye also roared angrily, throwing him down to the ground, he started beating him up.

"Is master something you can think of? If I don't beat you to death today, my surname will not be Zhang! "

Although he was usually weak and gentle, and had never fought before, at this moment it seemed as if he truly had a divine assistance that made him unable to fight back.

"This kid should be beaten to death."

"That's right. It's one thing if I don't show my filial piety, but I've actually been bullied to such an extent. I'm simply worse than a pig or a dog."

The commotion from earlier had already attracted the attention of the villagers.

They had been standing there discussing in hushed tones, afraid that the youth would cause trouble for them.

Now that he saw that Zhang Ye had beaten him up, even his voice became louder and pointed at the young man.

From their conversation, Mo Xiyan roughly knew the situation in Fang's grandma's family.

At the same time, he seemed to be able to understand why she would want to talk about his father and grandfather, and why she didn't like him.

This was because in her heart, her children were the same, so they weren't worth sympathizing with and taking care of.

"Stop fighting."

Just at this time, Fang's grandma pushed Sang Nu away, ran to Zhang Ye, and knelt down, "Butler Zhang, let him go, if you continue fighting, he will be beaten to death."