When Mo Yunqing heard this, she was stunned. Thinking about the child's cry just now, no wonder she was able to do it.
He lowered his head and thought for a while, put the stool away, and went out.
The quarrel next door continues.
Everyone who lived with them came out to see what was going on.
After a while, two more people walked over behind Mo Yunqing.
Seeing Mo Yunqing and the others approaching, everyone shouted: "Ancestor, captain, village chief."
The quarrel inside also stopped abruptly.
When Mo Yunqing walked to the door, she saw many things swaying around in the yard, and many people standing in the main hall.
There was a family standing in the yard. A man who looked about 1.8 meters tall stood in front of his wife and children, the anger on his face had not dissipated.
The woman behind him was holding a pale little girl in her arms, and beside her were two children, a boy and a girl, who were even smaller than the girl in her arms.
Mo Yunqing looked at the situation in the yard, sighed, walked over and said to the woman: "Take the child to the village doctor first, and leave it to us."
The woman cried until her eyes were swollen, and she even choked out and said, "Thank you, ancestor."
Mo Yunqing nodded and looked at the villagers who were watching: "Which one of you can help take care of these two little ones?"
He Xiuying was in the crowd at some point. When she heard Mo Yunqing's words, she squeezed in and said, "Let's help look after the child."
As he spoke, he walked over.
Mo Yunqing nodded to her.
Then he looked at the few people standing in the main hall.
Mo Yuancun came over and asked with a bit of caution: "Ancestor, captain, village chief, why are you here."
The captain snorted coldly and scolded: "If we hadn't come, we wouldn't have known that there were people in Mojia Village who abused children and forced their own sons to death."
Mo Yuancun's old face stiffened and he said sarcastically: "Captain, what you said is serious. It's nothing."
The village chief was so angry that he almost slapped Mo Yuancun in the head and cursed: "Then what are you doing? You have been making trouble in the past few years, and you have gone too far every time. Look at how Zhongping's daughter has been abused by you.
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Mo Yuancun was so trained that he didn't even dare to raise his head.
Mrs. Ye, who had always been arrogant at home, did not dare to say anything now.
The village chief looked at Mo Zhongping, who had been silent, and asked in a gentler tone: "Zhongping, tell uncle whether you want to separate the family."
Mo Zhongping didn't hesitate: "I want to."
Seeing that Mrs. Ye wanted to speak, Mo Yunqing said before she opened her mouth: "Since you want to, let's divide it."
Mrs. Ye looked at Mo Yunqing, and others also looked at Mo Yunqing.
Old Mrs. Ye had always disliked Mo Yunqing, but she had to have seniority. The other party was the elder, so she didn't dare to say anything or do anything. Now when she heard this, she couldn't help but said: "Ancestor, this is inappropriate, the two of us
The immortal is still alive."
Mo Yunqing looked at her indifferently, as if she didn't care about her attitude: "There is nothing inappropriate. Everyone knows what you are thinking. The Zhongping family is filial, but that does not mean they are stupid."
Mrs. Ye's face burned with embarrassment at Mo Yunqing's words.
After finishing speaking, Mo Yunqing stopped talking.
She was repaying Mo Zhongping for helping her, and now she was repaying it by helping him.
The remaining matters were left to the brigade captain and village chief, and Mo Yunqing walked to the brigade headquarters.
When I arrived at the village doctor, I heard a child crying from inside.
Mo Yunqing walked in and saw the village doctor treating the child's injuries.
Liang Yumei saw Mo Yunqing coming in and wiped away her tears: "Old ancestor."
Mo Yunqing nodded and asked, "Well, how's it going?"
The village doctor sighed and said, "This was a bit harsh. The child's skin was broken and bleeding in many places."
Mo Yunqing frowned slightly and stepped forward to take a look. On the little girl's thin back, there were at least five or six wounds that were broken and bleeding. Some of them were not bleeding but were still bruised and purple.
The village doctor cursed: "What a sin."
Mo Yunqing looked at the injuries on the child's body, and her heart was pinched, and then said: "Please use the best medicine, and the money will be recorded in Mo Yuancun's name,"
Liang Yumei opened her mouth to say something, but finally said nothing.
The village doctor did not hesitate: "Okay."
Mo Yunqing looked at Liang Yumei and comforted her: "Don't worry about family matters, the captain and village chief will take care of them."
When Liang Yumei heard Mo Yunqing's words, her tears flowed even more fiercely, as if she was about to cry out over all her grievances.
Geng swallowed: "Thank you, ancestor."
Mo Yunqing shook her head and waited for the village doctors to finish treating Mo Xiaoliu's wounds before going back with their mother and daughter.
By the time they returned, most of the people had dispersed, but the captain and the others had not left yet.
Liang Yumei came back with her eldest daughter on her back and didn't see the two younger ones, so she asked, "Where are Xiaoba and Xiaojiu?"
Mo Zhongping said: "At sister-in-law Zhongfu's house."
Liang Yumei felt relieved now.
Mo Xiaoliu was already asleep on her back, with tears on his face.
The captain said: "The homes have been divided. Let's stay here tonight and move our things there tomorrow."
After everything was divided, Mrs. Ye was so angry that she went back to the house. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to bear it if she didn't go back.
Before leaving, the team leader and the village chief took turns to warn: "Take care of your wife, and others. If they are causing trouble, you will be deducted a centimeter for a day, and you will go pick cow dung tomorrow."
Mo Yunqing also said: "If you need anything, come to me next door."
This was said to Mo Zhongping and his wife.
In fact, she couldn't understand how she could be so partial since she gave birth to her own child.
And Mo Yuancun, the grandfather, is also a weirdo.
He likes the younger son's son, but does not like the younger son, nor does he like the younger son's two daughters.
Mrs. Ye doesn't like her younger son or her younger son.
Just keep tossing.
Except for the youngest son, who is protected by the old man, everyone else in Mo Zhongping's family is having a hard time.
Mo Yunqing couldn't figure it out, shook his head and left with the captain and the others.
When I got home, I lay on the kang and couldn't sleep for a long time.
Suddenly I remembered something.
She seemed to have never met her grandfather, her grandmother, and her father's brothers.
I have never met her grandmother or her family.
There's something wrong with this.
Mo Yunqing frowned and tried to find it in her memory.
But in the end no clues could be found.
Mo Yunqing sat up and asked with a solemn expression: "System, are you hiding something from me?"
The system dared not say anything.
Mo Yunqing didn't really let him go easily: "Don't pretend to be dead. I know you heard it."
The system still doesn't speak.
Mo Yunqing didn't speak anymore, and everyone just stood there frozen.
The atmosphere in the room became more solemn little by little.
In the end, the system was defeated.
Because he saw Mo Yunqing's eyes were a little red.
The system sighed helplessly: [Host, it’s not that the system didn’t tell you, it’s that the time has not yet come. 】