Seeing that the noise was getting louder and louder, Xiaomi panicked a little, especially looking at Mu Yunhan's look, something was really wrong.
No matter how worried Mu Yunhan was about Grandma Guihua, he had no choice but to take a step back.
Bai Wuwei got her permission and opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, a strong young man jumped in. If Xiaomi hadn't been quick to pull him out, he would have bumped into the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.
He blushed and said sheepishly: "Thank you."
Xiaomi smiled: "Why did you crash in?"
Only then did the young man remember what he was here to do, and he immediately said with a straight face: "What are you still talking about? What do you want to do by bullying the old lady behind closed doors?"
He was about to knock on the door, but he didn't expect the door to open suddenly. So it was these people who hurt him, why did he still want to say thank you to them?
"Genbao, you fool!"
The fat woman seemed to be swept in by a gust of wind. She grabbed the young man and patted him twice. She rushed over to help Grandma Guihua up and coaxed: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. We are all here. They don't dare to do anything."
The middle-aged man walked in squarely and glared at Mu Yunhan and others with a dark face: "Who are you? What do you want to do? Let me tell you, this is the foot of the emperor. We are all members of the Muhou Mansion, we are not like that
Those who have no foundation are easy to bully!"
Several men, women and children followed in, making all kinds of threats.
Mu Yunhan felt sad for a while.
This entire street is filled with members of the Mu family. No matter how difficult or dissatisfactory their lives are, they have to rely on the Mu family to survive.
It was only after she fell into such a miserable situation that she could clearly see the true face of Muhou Mansion.
And these tribesmen, they don't know.
She calmed down and said kindly: "You guys have misunderstood. We just smelled the scent of osmanthus and came here out of curiosity. Grandma accidentally pinched my finger and brought me in and said she wanted to soak it in some cold water. I looked at the osmanthus.
The tree is rare, so I just wanted to buy it, but I didn’t force it, but my grandma suddenly..."
She reluctantly showed the injured finger to the other party, and smiled bitterly to express her helplessness. It was a misunderstanding.
At this moment, Aunt Guihua had not yet regained her composure. She was slapping her thighs excitedly and yelling non-stop, some words being unclear at all.
The fat woman looked at Mu Yunhan, then at Grandma Guihua, and then said: "You go, this old woman is very old and has lost her consciousness. Don't expect her to pay for her medical expenses."
Mu Yunhan saw that Aunt Guihua was indeed old and confused, so she felt even more sad.
Seeing that she looked ugly, Xiaomi thought that she just fell in love with the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, so he discussed with everyone: "How about selling the sweet-scented osmanthus tree to us. The price is easy to negotiate. It will also be easier to use the money to support this old woman."
Isn’t it grandma?”
Everyone was a little tempted. The old woman couldn't eat much by herself. A bowl of rice was enough for her to eat for a day.
Giving one bowl to each family in turn is not worth anything, and it is nothing compared to the cost of feeding a cat.
But this man is old and may die one day.
Although the owner of the house has prepared the materials for his birthday a long time ago, it still costs money to organize funerals and set up a cemetery.
The fat woman said: "This osmanthus tree is very rare..."
"I won't sell it! I said I won't sell it! Didn't you hear me? Whoever dares to touch the old woman's tree will be cursed by the old woman to give birth to a son without a son and a daughter!"
Aunt Guihua waved her arms excitedly, scaring everyone away. (To be continued)