??Chapter 222: Chapter 222 Doing the Wrong Thing
Chapter 222: Chapter 222 Doing the Wrong Thing
the old residence
Xuexue and Big Bull were splitting firewood in the courtyard when Madam Xie returned, fuming.
“Mom, what’s wrong with you? You seem so angry.” Seeing Madam Xie’s somber face, Xuexue paused her wood splitting and asked in surprise.
“Madam,” Big Bull also called out.
Madam Xie glanced at them but said nothing, striding angrily into the house.
“Wife, did Big Bull do sothing wrong? Why is Madam so angry?” Big Bull stood up, staring at Madam Xie’s retreating figure and scratched the back of his head, completely perplexed.
Xuexue: “Mind your own business! She was like this the mont she entered.”
No sooner had Madam Xie entered than Mo Yaner and her husband arrived with Tuantuan and Yuanyuan and Chuner.
“Just now, at Old Master Mo’s funeral banquet, Mom heard so gossipy won say so unpleasant things and got a bit upset, but she’ll be okay after a while.”
“What exactly happened? She looks so upset.” Earlier at Old Money Mo’s house, Xuexue had not seen anyone from the Mo family and had thought perhaps they had mistreated her foster mother.
Mo Yaner hesitated, looking embarrassed.
“Oh co on! Big sister, you’re trying to kill
with suspense? We’re all family here, there’s nothing we can’t talk about, just say it.”
“Alright.” Mo Yaner then recounted in softened terms the words of Lady Li and those gossipy won.
“So it was them.” Xuexue sneered inwardly, thinking that the lesson they received last ti wasn’t severe enough; otherwise, they wouldn’t dare to spread rumors now.
“Xuexue, in the future, keep so distance from Big Bull when you are outside to avoid idle talk. Look at Mom, she’s all upset because of them,” Mo Yaner said after much thought.
“People will say what they want regardless. We just need to live our lives well,” Xuexue turned and resud splitting the wood, clearly not wanting to continue the topic.
Seeing this, Mo Yaner wanted to say more, but Li Feng shook his head at her, and she held her tongue.
Today, they were able to live such comfortable lives, thanks to Mom and Xuexue forgiving them and giving them a chance to start afresh. They dared not scold Xuexue as they had in the past.
From the entrance, noisy voices could be heard, faintly calling out soone’s na.
“Yaner, Yaner.”
“My dear, it sounds like they are calling you,” Li Feng listened for a mont, then looked up and said to his wife.
“Oh, I’ll go have a look,” Mo Yaner said, then turned and walked out.
Xuexue watched her walking away, deep in thought.
Auntie Sun loitered suspiciously in front of the old residence, peeking around, too afraid to go in, wary of Big Bull—the Plague God who, annoyed at the slightest thing, would pick soone up and toss them aside.
“You were looking for ?” Mo Yaner’s face darkened imdiately upon seeing her.
“Yaner, what you did was wrong. You moved out of the Mo house and didn’t even inform , your second mother. I’ve been worried about your family,” Auntie Sun said insincerely.
In fact, she couldn’t wait for them to clear out! Back at the Mo house, Mo Yaner always threatened her to help with the housework. Now needing her help, she had to pretend otherwise.
“Really? I recall you always speaking behind my back, calling my husband a poor devil.”
“Oh dear! Hehe…! Misunderstandings, all misunderstandings,” Auntie Sun replied, her face plastered with a fake smile, yet internally she cursed, finding it ridiculous that they could not be called poor despite being so.
“Cut the nonsense, what do you want?” No longer wanting to listen to her fake concern, Mo Yaner asked sternly.
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