The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

After listening to Mo Fang's words, Mo Qingze agreed: "This is what it should be. My Mo family should not be wandering without roots."

When Mo Fang heard this, there was not much joy on his face. He looked at Mo Qingze tangledly, as if he had something unspeakable.

Mo Yan's heart sank when she saw this. Looking at the secretly delighted expressions of the others, she already knew what Mo Fang was going to say next, and even guessed why they dared to make such a shameless request.

Sure enough, Mo Fang looked confused: "Building the ancestral hall is a major event for the clan, and every household should contribute money and effort, but... Qingze, you also know that our village is not rich to begin with, and it was difficult to escape on the way. We spent a lot of money, and the ancestral temple will cost at least eighty taels. If it is divided equally into each account, the family will have four or five taels of silver. We really can’t afford it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone stared at Mo Qingze with expectant eyes, and almost told Mo Qingze clearly, "We are poor, and your family is the richest. You can use all the money to build the ancestral temple." Get out."

Now, no matter how stupid Mo Qingze was, he understood the intentions of these people. He frowned and felt a hint of displeasure in his heart.

"Clan Chief, building an ancestral hall is not something that can be done in a day or two. If you can't use it now, it is only temporary. When times get better in the future, each family can just chip in a little. You don't have to worry."

Mo Yan praised her father's answer. It was best to act stupid at this time. If Mo Fang dared to speak clearly, don't blame her for not giving him face.

When Mo Fang heard this, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but now that he was the patriarch of the Mo clan in Liuyang Village, it was really hard for him to speak clearly. He was silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.

But some people didn't have any scruples. Mo Dashan, who had been flattering the most happily before, stood up and said: "Brother Qingze, it is not easy for people like us to build an ancestral temple and earn money, but it is a great cause for your family. The previous move was a big deal." Fat pig, eighty taels of silver is just a drop in the bucket to you!"

"Yes, Qingze, you are also from the Mo family. Since you have this ability, you really have to do your best."

"Those who have no money will contribute. When the time comes, the construction of the ancestral hall will be taken care of by us. You only need to contribute the money, and there is no need to worry about anything else."

"It's better to build the ancestral hall as early as possible. When we save enough money, we don't know it will be in the Year of the Monkey and the Horse! Brother Qingze, Uncle Mo's family has done so many bad things to your family, and you are still so kind to them. Now we If you are in trouble, just think of it as helping us poor relatives!"

Someone started, and four or five people followed suit.

"Haha~"

Hearing this, Mo Yan laughed out loud and glanced across the speaker's face, but there was no smile in his eyes. These people said these things so confidently, and even used Lao Motou's family to block her father. Did they think that just because they were tolerant to Lao Motou's family, these people thought they would definitely agree to this?

It's a pity that they are just ordinary relatives, not Lao Motou, so she doesn't need to worry so much.

"You also said that building the ancestral hall is a major event for the clan, but now you are forcing my family to provide all the money. You just don't know if the Mo family's ancestors will bless you after the ancestral hall is built."

As soon as these words came out, several people's expressions changed. Yes, if this is the case, even if the ancestral hall is built, what's the use if the ancestors don't bless them?

Mo Dashan said angrily: "We are all the ancestors and grandsons of the Mo family. As long as we offer sacrifices to our ancestors during the holidays, why won't they protect us?"

After hearing this, the people who were a little shaken at first felt that what Mo Dashan said was reasonable, and the eyes they looked at the Mo family became less friendly.