MTL - It’s Hard For a Good Wife and Mother-Chapter 12 give me back

It's okay to hold back for a while, but it can only be for a while. No, although the crowd dare not discuss it blatantly and loudly, but the whispering has slowly begun. It is precisely this kind of whispering that won't show the face that can drive people crazy one person.

Mo Xinglin's face stretched longer and longer, and his complexion became darker and darker.

"Aunt Xinglin, if you still stubbornly think that I bullied your sister Li Zhaomei, then I can confront your sister Li Zhaomei in front of the patriarch!" Modai said solemnly. Keen perception tentacles, it is very clear when to use which tone, when to stir up the surrounding atmosphere and when to strike a heavy blow.

So, after Mode's words, another wave of whispering in the crowd began—

"Confront the patriarch? Does Li Zhaomei dare?"

"Who knows? If it were me, I wouldn't have that face. Oh, what a shame! It's nonsense to say that the younger generation bullied him at such an old age!"

"I also think Daxi is right this time, even though this kid was an **** before!"

"Xinglin's family didn't do it kindly this time!"

"..."

The chatter caused by Mo Dai's "face-to-face confrontation" finally became the last straw that crushed Mo Xinglin's anger. Qian waved towards Modai.

"Look if I don't beat you to death, you bitch, and tear your tell-tale mouth!" Mo Xinglin roared, his eyes were red, and his posture was no different from that of a red-eyed pit bull.

"Whoever tells the truth is clear in his own heart, but the eyes of the masses are discerning!"

Mo Dai nimbly dodged Mo Xinglin's menacing fist, but Mo Xinglin's body couldn't stop for a while due to excessive force, and the whole person ran forward several steps, and bumped into Mo Da The wooden stake used by the Xi family to tie the clothesline, there was only a crisp sound of "click", the stake broke, and Mo Xinglin fell on his back, his forehead was scratched, and blood flowed out. Looking at her liver-colored face, it was terrifying.

Mo Xinglin's actions were too sudden, and the crowd had no time to react. When they did, they all opened their mouths wide in surprise, including the cousins ​​and accomplices that Mo Xinglin brought to help.

At this moment, Mode couldn't help but secretly clicked his tongue. Mr. Newton is really great, and his third law has been proved again from practice—the action of force is reciprocal!

"Aunt Xinglin, are you alright?" Mo Dai walked forward with a worried face, but she was already laughing inside her heart.

Mo Xinglin's arrogance remained undiminished, and when Mo Dai came to pull her, he slammed his paw at Mo Dai's face, and Mo Dai couldn't dodge this time in grief, four scars were scratched on his left cheek, and the skin was broken. Bleeding, burning pain.

"Hiss!" Mo Dai gasped, frowning, and the Maru Niu in the wicker basket by the kitchen door suddenly raised its big ears, staring straight at Mo Dai, and there seemed to be a storm swirling in its **** round eyes.

When Modai was attacked, there was a panting sound from the crowd, and Xu Shaolin was even more startled and slumped on the ground.

At this moment, Mo Dai's wounded left face was facing Mo Xinglin, except for Mo Xinglin, no one else saw the scar on Mo Dai's face.

Mo Xinglin looked at the **** marks on Mo Dai's face, a look of pride flashed in her eyes, but in the next second, the pride in her eyes was replaced by fear, because she clearly saw the scar on Mo Dai's left cheek. The wound is recovering and healing strangely at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You, you..." Mo Xinglin pointed at Mo Dai, opened his mouth wide, unable to speak due to extreme fear.

At first, Mo Dai didn't understand why Mo Xinglin had such a reaction, but when she realized that the wound on her face had healed instantly, she heard Maru Niu's voice coming from her ears: I was discovered, stupid woman, I'll see you this time How to justify yourself!

Mo Dai rolled her eyes at Maru Niu, a pig who can only talk sarcasticly, sooner or later he will kill you to eat meat!

She only said that after eating Xiangji fruit, her blood has the extraordinary effect of turning decay into magic, but she doesn't know that her own healing ability is as powerful as a ghost.

While stroking her intact left cheek, Mo Dai stared at Mo Xinglin's horrified expression of seeing a ghost during the day, and suddenly smiled widely, approaching Mo Xinglin sadly, speaking at a volume that only the two of them could hear Blowing into her ear: "Mo Xinglin, do you think I'm still alive?"

With just this one sentence, Mo Xinglin peed in fright on the spot, while twitching his calf, he said in a trembling voice, "You, don't come here..."

Modai pouted, did she think she wanted to get close to her? The whole body smells of urine, but if you beat a snake seven inches, you must give her a fatal blow, "Mo Xinglin, don't think that no one knows about the pickling you did. The wild boar I hunted by Mo Daxi, I advise you to kill it as soon as possible. Give it back to me, or I will definitely make your family restless, for example, in the middle of the night, standing in front of your bed with blood on your face, smiling and chatting with you about how you caused me to fall off the cliff..."

"Ah—yes, there is a ghost! Don't, don't come here...don't come here!..." Mo Xinglin was already paralyzed in fright and couldn't move, but after being frightened by Mo Dai again, he got up and ran away up.

When Mo Xinglin ran away, her cousins ​​and cousin husbands were dumbfounded, what's the matter? Didn't they let them make trouble at Tengmo Daxi's house? At this moment, the masterminds all ran away, and they seemed to have no reason to stay any longer, so they winked at each other and fled the scene at a very fast speed.

When the villagers saw that the troublemakers were gone, they also left one after another.

When the courtyard was quiet again, Mo Dai couldn't help but raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead. To be honest, she was also very nervous just now. A few words will never solve the problem.

Seeing that Mo Daxi was safe and sound this time, Xu Shaolin breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw the smashed courtyard gate and the broken wooden pile, he felt sore again, and two lines of tears followed. If the wife, Mo Ahua, was still there, surely such a bad thing would not have happened. Then Mo Xinglin was clearly looking at the old and the young in their family, and there was no one to deal with, so he blatantly came to the house to make trouble ,Ugh!

Mo Wufeng, who had been hiding in the backyard for a long time, dared to show his head at this moment. When he saw Xu Shaolin crying, he also cried.

Seeing the miserable expressions of the two, Mo Dai didn't say a word of comfort, because she knew in her heart that the cloud covering this family could not be removed with a few words of comfort.

"Father, I'm going out for a while."

"Daxi, where are you going?"

"Mo Xinglin's house! Today's matter is not over yet. Our family's broken courtyard gate and broken wooden stakes are all paid for by her. When I go back, I want to get back what I deserve. , that's what she owes me, and I have to pay it all back!"

After Mo Dai finished speaking, she went out, leaving Xu Shaolin and Mo Wufeng standing in the courtyard blankly, and then saw Xu Shaolin's tears flowed even more fiercely: "This silly child, how can you twist your arms past your thighs? Isn't she asking for it? Oh, God, if something happens to Daxi, how will our family live..."

"Father, woo woo..." Mo Wufeng supported Xu Shaolin and started crying too.

Mo Wuqing, who came back with two little firewood pickers, saw Xu Shaolin and Mo Wufeng crying as soon as he entered the door, and then looked at the mess in the courtyard, his eyes turned red with anger. On the way back, he heard the villagers talking about how Mo Xinglin broke into Mo Daxi's house to trouble Mo Daxi, and what happened in the end. Before he could hear it, he ran back home with his two little ones.

It was caused by that dead woman Mo Daxi again!

Looking at the smashed courtyard gate, the broken wooden stakes, and the clothes that fell all over the floor due to the broken wooden stakes, Mo Wufeng shook off the bundle of firewood on his shoulders, and removed the big bamboo on his back. Basket, gritted his teeth and scolded: "That old shrew Mo Xinglin is really deceiving!" Then, regardless of Xu Shaolin and Mo Wufeng's dissuasion, he picked up a wooden stick from the firewood room and left the courtyard.

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