Chapter 552: Chapter 552: Weak Temperament Chapter 552: Chapter 552: Weak Temperament “You, the Mo family, are poor?”
If that’s the case, the rest of Mo Family Village might as well not bother living.
Indeed, in Mo Family Village, the Mo family ranks above average—they are certainly not among the truly poor. There are plenty of those in Mo Family Village.
Some villagers can only afford to eat one meal a day. That’s what you call real poverty; they don’t have a single decent piece of clothing, all wearing rags upon rags with patch upon patch.
So, when Old Lady Mo said they were poor, as the manager of Mo Family Village—the village head—of course, I didn’t believe her.
“Auntie Mo, stop your wailing; your family is one of the best off in our village. You should be satisfied yet here you are, trying to take things from your granddaughter. You are in the wrong!”
“Oh come on! Uncle Village Chief, you can’t talk like that! I know, the last time Big Bull sold the tiger, he gave you six hundred silver notes. You’re grateful to Madam Xie’s family, so you protect them in every situation. Uncle Village Chief, I’m an old woman telling you, this is partiality and it’s unfair to us!” Old Lady Mo’s howling grew louder.
The crowd of villagers watching all nodded in agreement.
Village Head scowled, “You old hag, so unreasonable. You clearly went to someone else’s house and even hit them; Xuexue was merely defending herself.”
Village Head was angry; Old Lady Mo felt a bit scared, but at this point, without any gains, she felt reluctant: “I’m an old woman who gave Xuexue, that wretched girl, a beating. It can’t be for nothing, can it?”
Village Head had intended to mediate, but seeing that Old Lady Mo softened her tone and didn’t keep pressing his weak spot, he said, “Auntie Mo, please state your demands; let’s hear them.”
“Does that mean whatever I demand, they have to agree?” Old Lady Mo’s eyes gleamed.
“That depends on the demand,” Village Head dared not make any rash promises.
Hearing this, Old Lady Mo boldly stated her purpose for visiting the Xie Residence today: “I just want the Land Deed to the watermelon field.”
“Hss”
Xuexue’s face was cold: “Grandmother, did you eat garlic this morning? Your breath is quite strong.”
Seeing Xuexue, Old Lady Mo became angry; her arm was still sore from being hit by the stick, so she shouted back, “You wretched girl, daring to hit your own grandmother. What right do you have to talk to me? Get lost.”
Village Head quickly said, “Auntie Mo, if you want to solve today’s issue, Xuexue really needs to be present.”
Old Lady Mo: “I don’t want to talk to her; I want to talk to Madam Xie.”
Xuexue: “I am in charge of our household. My mother doesn’t handle these affairs.”
Old Lady Mo was enraged again: “You wretched girl! Not yet married and so fierce, beware you never get married your whole life.”
“Grandmother, do you want to talk to me or not?”
Old Lady Mo flatly refused: “No, I want to talk to your mother.”
Xuexue didn’t want to waste more words, knowing that Old Lady Mo’s insistence on speaking with Madam Xie was just a ploy to take advantage of Madam Xie’s gentle nature, to get whatever she demanded. Thus, she turned to Village Head and said, “Uncle Village Chief, since she doesn’t want to talk to me, just let it be; tell her to go back.”
Village Head looked at Old Lady Mo and felt a headache as well.
Old Lady Mo was always eyeing the Xie family’s property, constantly causing trouble, which really annoyed him; but as the village head, he had to deal with it.