Mo Yunqing didn't know whether she believed it or not. She calmly withdrew her gaze and looked at the old lady Ye and her three daughters over there.
Then he said to the three of them, father and son: "Since you don't know, I will tell you everything I saw when I came here just now."
Mo Yunqing didn't say who she was favoring, but she repeated expressionlessly what Mrs. Ye and her two daughters-in-law said when she came over.
After listening to this, the three elders looked extremely ugly.
The village chief's face didn't look very good either.
Jiang Ximing's expression was as usual, but his eyes were a little more dim.
After finishing speaking, Mo Yunqing took in their expressions and continued: "This is what I heard when I came here. As for the other things, I'm not very clear about them. There may be even worse ones."
Mo Yuancun didn't dare to speak. After all, he had lived with his old wife for so many years, and he still understood her.
The words Mo Yunqing repeated, he knew without thinking that she could say them.
Mo Yunqing hadn't finished speaking yet, and no matter how ugly their faces were at the moment, she said, "As for the injury on Yumei's face, it was the three of them who caused it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Mo Zhongping walking in from the outside with an angry look on his face.
First, greet Mo Yunqing and the others: "Ancestor, village chief, and secretary."
Finally, he reluctantly shouted: "Dad, big brother."
Then he went to see his wife-in-law.
When he got closer, he noticed that there were several blood stains on his wife's face. Her face was tense, and there was tension and worry in her eyes: "Are you okay? Who caused these injuries on her face?"
Liang Yumei smiled at him and said, "I'm fine. Why did you come back so soon?"
When Mo Zhongshun saw that Mo Zhongping didn't call him, his face turned ugly: "Fifth brother, don't you recognize me as the fourth brother?"
Mo Zhongping ignored him and looked at his son beside him: "Yan'er, you are the man in the family. Tell dad who beat your mother."
Mo Liyan said seriously: "Grandma, there are two aunts."
Mrs. Ye came over and happened to hear this. Her expression changed instantly and she scolded: "Xiaoba, what are you talking about?"
Mo Liyan is not afraid of his grandma. After all, his grandpa likes him and will protect him: "No nonsense."
"It's the mother-in-law and uncle who fought."
Mrs. Ye was so angry that she wanted to reach out and hit him.
After Mo Liyan finished speaking, he hid behind his father.
Mo Zhongping looked at Old Mrs. Ye with a stern face. He didn't look at her like he was looking at his mother, but like he was looking at a stranger: "Mom, we have separated. Even if you are Xiaoyan's grandma,
You can't do anything either, he is my son."
Mrs. Ye was angered by his words and said loudly: "Even if we separate, you will still be my child."
Mo Zhongping looked at her indifferently and said word by word: "If possible, I hope I was not born by your mother. I would rather be born by my aunt, so that even if you don't like me, I won't be so sad."
Mrs. Ye looked at her youngest son in disbelief, never expecting that he would actually say such a thing.
When he came back to his senses, he was beaten and scolded: "What an unfilial thing, he actually said such treasonous words."
Mo Yunqing frowned and shouted coldly: "Have you had enough trouble?"
Mo Yuancun immediately stood up and pulled Old Mrs. Ye away, scolding with a dark face: "Isn't that embarrassing enough?"
Mrs. Ye was obviously irritated by Mo Zhongping's words: "Didn't you hear what he said? I should have drowned this unfilial thing in a urine bucket when he was born."