The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Mo Yan never expected that Du would find her home just after he was released from prison!

Yesterday, Grandpa Li came back and secretly told her that he had sent Mrs. Du to the escort agency. Once the escort agency received the goods sent by the master to the south, he would take Mrs. Du with him. Now that Du appears here, she obviously ran away from the escort agency secretly, and she knew that their family lived in Liuyang Village before, otherwise they would not have found this place in such a short period of time.

This woman clearly knew that they were in the capital and that they lived in Liuyang Village. She had ignored them before, but now she remembered them. However, she had no intention of recognizing her mother from beginning to end, and she would not let her family see Du Shi, disrupting their family's peaceful and happy life.

Looking at the closed courtyard door, Du Shi, who had already guessed this outcome, could not help but shed painful tears. But she knew better that now was not the time to feel uncomfortable, there was a more important thing waiting for her to do.

Mrs. Du stretched out her withered and yellowed hand, slapped the courtyard door heavily, and cried out: "Yanyan, can you please open the door? I am your mother, I am your biological mother!"

Mo Yan stood behind the door, looking at the banging and shaking courtyard door, with a cold look in his eyes. Then he stepped forward and pulled the latch of the door, tightly holding the hand that almost hit his face. After closing the courtyard door, he pulled Du to a remote corner with an expressionless face.

"Yan Yan, you are willing to see mother. You still remember mother, right?" Du Shi looked at Mo Yan excitedly and reached out to touch her face, not noticing the indifference in her eyes at all.

Mo Yan leaned back, avoiding the hand that was about to reach her face, and asked coldly: "Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?"

Du Shi's whole body froze for an instant, and her tears burst into tears again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my mother who is sorry for you, please don't hate your mother, okay, my mother is wrong, my mother knows she is wrong, wu wu..."

Mo Yan was willing to see Mrs. Du because she was worried that her noise would be heard in the dining room. Seeing that she was reluctant to explain her purpose, she said impatiently: "If you have something to say, just say it quickly. I don't want to hear your confession, and I don't want to hear it." I don’t have time to listen to your confession.”

When Du Shi heard this, she was so frightened that she did not dare to cry anymore. Just sobbing and saying nothing made Mo Yan even more irritated: "Since you have nothing to do, you should leave here quickly and live your life well. If you have bad intentions and want to do harm to our Mo family, don't Blame me for being rude!"

Du Shi was frightened again by Mo Yan's harsh tone, and suddenly felt that the girl in front of her was very strange. She was no longer the good daughter she had before, who snuggled softly in her arms and listened quietly to her stories.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Du's sad expression instantly turned into anger, and her voice was sharp and harsh: "It's your father, isn't it? It's your father who said bad things about your mother in front of you that made you hate your mother and don't want to recognize your mother, right? "

Unexpectedly, Du Shi would say such a thing, Mo Yan almost laughed out of anger, and said sarcastically: "Talk bad about you? Hate you? Who do you think you are!"

Seeing Du Shi shaking her head in disbelief, Mo Yan didn't bother to save face for her and vented out all the grievances he had suffered before his souls became one: "You abandoned your husband and son back then and eloped with others, leaving my father with another My siblings and I were ridiculed and insulted, but when my father was drunk, he held the hands of our three siblings and told us not to hate you, saying that you only left because you had no choice, and that you loved us siblings in your heart, but Now I know how wrong my father was! If you really loved our three siblings, you wouldn’t be here today. You have always been the most selfish and ruthless one, so why should you be wronged? My dad? Or are you ashamed to admit the fact that you abandoned your husband and ran away with someone else, blaming everything on my dad just to cover yourself up? Do you think you can really cover it up? "