The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor Chapter 356: Malicious Intentions of the Zhang Family Arson (3)
Chapter 356: Malicious Intentions of the Zhang Family Arson (3)
Wang Dali thought the matter hadn't been resolved and immediately cursed, "You useless woman! You can't even handle such a small matter. If that girl doesn't let it go, what's the harm in putting your face in front of her? Once she calms down, won't those matters be forgotten?"
"You useless thing! Is that how you talk to people?" Wang Dali's wife was furious and punched Wang Dali again, "I've followed you for so many years. This is the first time we've lived in a brick house, even if it's someone else's. If you have the ability, do you need me to lower myself to smile at her?"
Wang Dali pushed her away impatiently, saying, "What's the use of saying all this? Once we appease that girl, won't we benefit in the future? Look at those families who are on good terms with her. Aren't their lives getting better and better?"
Wang Dali's wife snorted coldly, "That girl is cunning. She won't fall for my tricks. If she just forgets about the past, that would be good enough. I don't have the ability to make her happy."
Wang Dali brightened up, grinned, and hugged his wife's sturdy waist, saying, "If that girl doesn't hold onto the past, does that mean we can benefit from the Mo family in the future?"
Wang Dali's wife blushed and spat at him, smugly saying, "That girl said to let us stay at ease here. We'll settle down in this good house. Why waste such a good house?"
Wang Dali looked around the spacious and warm house and really didn't want to move out. "But this isn't our house. Once the weather clears up, we'll have to move out even if we don't want to."
"Humph, if you want to move, move. I don't want to live in that drafty old grass hut." Wang Dali's wife pushed him away disdainfully and turned aside.
Wang Dali scratched his head, very puzzled. "If we refuse to leave, that girl will definitely drive us out. It'll be embarrassing by then."
Wang Dali's wife snorted and calculated, "Isn't the Mo family concerned about their reputation? When the time comes, we'll figure out a way to make sure they can't drive us out."
Wang Dali instantly perked up, "Do you have a plan? Tell your man quickly."
Wang Dali's wife rolled her eyes at him, "Isn't that what I'm thinking about?"
Wang Dali stared at her disappointedly.
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The conditions at the Liu family weren't good, so Mo Yan couldn't accept the fried dough without reciprocating. That evening, she steamed another batch of meat buns in chicken broth and had Xin'er bring them over under the pretext of delivering a basket.
A basket contained twelve chicken broth meat buns, equivalent in value to the fried dough. This way, the Liu family wouldn't feel like they were taking advantage.
Xin'er went to the Liu family, worried that they might refuse the meat buns. She simply placed the basket on the table, said a few polite words, and hurriedly left.
Seeing the hot and plump buns, the Liu couple looked somewhat conflicted. They had sent the fried dough to express their gratitude for being hosted by the Mo family, and now they received a basket of meat buns in return.
Their children were delighted. Smelling the rich aroma of the buns, they looked eagerly at their parents, silently swallowing saliva. They hadn't tasted such fragrant buns during the New Year!
Seeing their children's longing eyes, the Liu couple felt heartache. They couldn't send the buns back, so each took one. The remaining seven buns were left in the basket for the children to enjoy as a treat the next day.
The children, seeing their parents not eating, shared half of their buns with them. As the first bun was torn apart, the extreme aroma of meat made the mouth water non-stop.
The Liu couple watched the buns wrapped in meat and felt some reluctance to eat them. But with their children urging them on, they reluctantly took a small bite, finding them more delicious than anything they had eaten before.
After a day of melting snow, the temperature dropped even further at night, and people went to bed early. Just as dawn was breaking, the Mo family's courtyard door was pounded loudly. The Liu family and others nearest to the courtyard thought they were dreaming.
Before they could get up to check, Li Xiu had already dressed and rushed out anxiously. She asked through the door and recognized Wang Pangtou's voice, quickly opening the courtyard gate.
Seeing Wang Pangtou looking anxious, Li Xiu was surprised, "Why are you back at this hour? Is there something wrong with the shop?"
Wang Pangtou pushed the door open and nodded vaguely, "Aunt Li, please hurry and urge the young lady. Ask her to hurry into the city."
Worried, Li Xiu rushed towards Mo Yan's small courtyard.
Mo Yan had just woken up and was still playing with Miao Tuan in bed. Upon hearing that something had happened at the shop, she quickly sat up and hurriedly put on her clothes. When she rushed to the hall in a hurry, Wang Pangtou quickly explained what had happened.
"What? The Zhang family actually set fire to the warehouse?" Mo Yan couldn't believe her ears, "Do you know why they did this?"
It turned out that last night, the Zhang family mother and son were caught red-handed by friends of Xiao Zhu while trying to set fire to the Mo family's warehouse. They were promptly taken to Mo's Fragrant Rice Shop. Since it was too late last night and the city gates were closed, Wang Pangtou had to wait at the city gate and only returned to deliver the news once the gates were opened.
Upon hearing Mo Yan's question, Wang Pangtou looked troubled and didn't dare to answer her directly. He could only say reluctantly, "The Zhang family mother and son are now in the shop. Young Miss can ask them in person."
Mo Yan nodded. The most important thing now was to go to the shop and find out what had happened. If the Zhang family's arson was just retaliation against the Li family, she would have to be on guard if the Xue family was involved.
Yesterday's snow had just melted, and today's road was covered with a thick layer of ice, making it slippery to walk on. Mo Yan wrapped Xiao Hei's feet with coarse cloth and tied the wheels with hemp rope, hoping to prevent slipping.
This method was somewhat effective. Coupled with Xiao Hei not moving too fast, they proceeded smoothly and arrived at the shop about two quarters earlier than usual.
At this moment, Li Zhong had been waiting outside. His face was deeply exhausted. When he saw Mo Yan, he couldn't help but bow his head in self-blame...
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