"You said Mu Yunhan went to the backstreets today and stood on the street cursing fellow tribesmen?"
There was a hint of interest on Mu Yao's plain face, "Then we'll invite those people to drink and eat meat?"
The servant woman said cautiously: "Yes, my wife saw it with her own eyes."
She gestured, "She had someone bring a fine meal from the restaurant, but the waiter accidentally dropped the whole chicken on the ground."
"The dogs came over to fight, and the guys wanted to drive the dogs away. Her girl said no, these dogs are so pitiful, they haven't even drunk the broth..."
Mu Yao looked solemn.
The servant woman looked at her expression and continued: "Actually, the people in the clan are very unhappy about Mu Yunhan. She is worse than a dog. It makes her angry to see how much money she has..."
"What kind of dog, human, or chicken!" Mrs. Mu Da came quickly with only her confidant, nanny, looking anxious: "Yao Yao, why are you still standing here!"
"Go down and receive the reward and tell your family. No matter what happens over there, as long as it has something to do with Mu Yunhan, just come and tell me."
Mu Yao waved the servant girl down, turned around and looked at Mrs. Mu Da, showing a gentle smile: "Why is mother here?"
Mrs. Mu Da's eyes turned red, but she took the occasion into consideration and did not cry out.
She held Mu Yao's hand tightly and said, "Let's go back first."
Mu Yao helped Mrs. Mu go inside and comforted her softly: "Don't worry, I'm here. What's wrong?"
Mrs. Mu Da just found out about this and hurriedly walked into the room and cried "Wow". She hugged Mu Yao and choked with sobs: "My poor daughter, why are you so miserable!"
"You and A Yuan were having a good relationship back then, but they had to get in the way."
"Are you okay now? After being slapped in the face like this, what will you do in the future?"
"No, I have to go and talk to your grandfather," said the father, "How can such a good daughter from the Muhou Mansion allow others to bully her like this!"
Mrs. Mu Da threw Mu Yao away and rushed out.
Mu Yao pulled her and said calmly: "Where are you going, mother? The Gu family people outside have not left yet. Do you want them to see a joke?"
Mrs. Mu Da was stunned for a moment and cried again: "What else do you want me to do? My heart feels like it has been stabbed countless times with a knife and broken into pieces..."
She beat her chest hard and cried so sadly.
A trace of tenderness flashed in Mu Yao's eyes, and she hugged Mrs. Mu tightly, comforting her softly: "Don't cry, don't be afraid, my grandfather and father have other arrangements for this matter."
Mrs. Mu Da couldn't believe it: "Really? How to arrange it?"
Mu Yao didn't say anything, only said: "Mother, you have to believe me, my blood is the best."
She raised her smooth and beautiful chin, unable to hide her arrogance: "I will not lose to her!"
Mrs. Mu Da was unsure: "Is it true?"
Mu Yao smiled and said: "Really, look at the priest, hasn't he lived a good life these past few years?
Don't think too much, come on, wash your face, put on powder again, don't let people see that you cried, and don't make trouble with your grandfather and father, you know?"
Mrs. Muta knew that she was coming, so she obeyed obediently.
Mu Yao applied powder and rouge to Mrs. Mu Da with her own hands, and said with a smile: "Very good, mother is always so beautiful and young."
Mrs. Mu Da was also quite confident in her appearance. She touched her cheek proudly and said, "Yao Yao looks like me."
Suddenly I heard someone shouting outside: "What time has it been and you two are still sitting here talking about how beautiful it is! What's the use!" (To be continued)