Mo Wanyu shook her head subconsciously, not wanting Sister Eleven to know that she was stupid: "It's okay."
Mo Wanyun thought that Mo Wanyu was as worried as them. If Mo Yunqing knew about this matter, would she be very angry and what would she do?
He said softly: "Don't think too much about it. Grandpa and Seventh Sister will take care of this matter. You don't have to worry."
Mo Wanyu was confused. What did Sister Eleven say? Why didn't she understand?
She just came back from outside in the past two days and didn't know what happened.
But from what Sister Eleven said, something big probably happened.
Also, grandpa’s attitude and words just now were very strange.
It's really a headache. What happened while she was away from home.
…
Evening, Mojia Village.
A woman carried food and walked to a big tree not far from Mo Yunqing's house, and sat with several women living nearby. When she saw Mo Yunqing coming out of the house, she deliberately said loudly
: "Ancestor, you are too partial. You sent food to the second family, but you didn't send anything to my family."
Mo Yunqing looked up when she heard the voice and asked, "Whose family do you belong to?"
The woman said angrily: "My ancestors are really noble people who forget things."
At this time, the mother-in-law next to me said with a bit of scolding: "How can the Zhonggui family talk to the ancestors?"
The woman didn't buy it and continued: "What I said is right."
The woman frowned and looked at the Zhonggui family displeased. Just as she was about to say something, Mo Yunqing raised her hand and interrupted her, with no expression on her face: "Mo Zhonggui's wife?"
The Zhonggui family nodded, and then thought of something. Although her tone was somewhat restrained, you could still hear the strangeness in her tone: "Yes, maybe the ancestors don't know who my man is. I have a niece named Mo Yuyu.
, the ancestors should know each other.”
Mo Yunqing looked at the woman in front of her and sneered in her heart. She had seen thick-skinned people but never such a thick-skinned one. She could give her things to whomever she wanted. When would it be her turn to dictate.
"I do know and recognize Mo Yuyu. You are right. I do not know you or your man. There are thousands of people in the village, and I cannot remember them all."
After finishing speaking, Zhonggui's face looked as if someone had slapped him hard, and his face was burning with pain.
Seeing her like this, Mo Yunqing felt instantly better. She felt that she could add another blow and said, "It's unfortunate that you are."
The faces of the Zhonggui family were so angry that they wanted to yell, but they were too timid and could only say some words to provoke discord: "If our ancestors become rich, they will look down on us poor juniors."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone present changed.
But it's not because the Zhonggui family succeeded in sowing discord, but because if some of the things the Zhonggui family said were overheard and spread everywhere, the reputation of the ancestors would be lost.
They have all received favors from their ancestors, and they usually get along well with each other. They are about to reprimand the Zhonggui family.
Mo Yunqing was already one step ahead of them and spoke.
He looked her up and down and said with a chuckle: "Look what you said, why do I, as an ancestor, owe you something? I can give my things to whomever I want, and it's your turn to point fingers here?"
"If you want to eat, you can make it yourself. I ran all the way from home and went to other people's houses to beg for food like a scoundrel. I have a big face. I'm not your mother, so I have to make it for you to eat."