Domineering Peasant Girl is Not Easy To Mess With

Mu Qingli laughed again and said, "Mr. Zhang's words are natural, but I don't know whether Mr. Zhang can control their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. If the three mother-in-law and daughter-in-law come to scold them every day because of this, I will call. , don’t blame me for not reminding you!”

Mr. Zhang choked her hard at these words, and couldn't help snorting softly: "Don't worry, they know the seriousness, the boss has a leg, it's worth it!"

Mu Qingli nodded, took a look at Zhang Zicai, suddenly smiled, and said: "It's good or not, but this can't fool me——my husband, so, it's not you who have the final say, but my husband. If It’s fine for other people’s family, but for your Zhang family, I want to say all the ugly things first, so as not to be unclear in the future. When your leg is obviously healed, you still yell that it’s not good, and you still force the third aunt and the others to give it to you. You provide food, I promise, my husband can change your legs back to what they are now, and it will not be bad at all. If you don’t believe it, just give it a try. It’s just that at that time, maybe It really can't be cured!"

Zhang Zicai was in a cold sweat from fright, and shook his head in shame and annoyance, "No, no, how is this possible? I'm not that kind of person!"

He absolutely didn't dare to say, he was quietly turning such thoughts in his heart. I'm so angry that these two people are controlling their family to death...

Mu Qingli snorted, and then stopped talking.

Old man Zhang and Zhang Zijian, who were also vomited to death by her mouthful of "It's fine if it's someone else's family, but your Zhang family" also didn't look very good, and said sullenly, "It can be cured now, right?"

Mo Yun smiled deeply: "The old man is really joking! How can we cure it at such a late hour? No matter what, we have to wait until tomorrow morning! Besides, I have to go home and get ready."

Father Yu and his son nodded one after another: That's right, the light is too dark at the moment, and I don't think it's suitable for bone setting.

Although Mr. Zhang was anxious, he had nothing to refute this, so he nodded and said: "Then tomorrow morning, there will be little nephew Lao Mo."

"It's easy to talk about," Mo Yunshen said with a chuckle: "It's hard to say whether there is labor or not. This is an exchange of equivalent value, just an exchange of equivalent value!"

Mr. Zhang: "..."

Can you please not tell the truth? This truth is very unpleasant!

It's just that at this time, Mr. Zhang dared not offend Mo Yunshen no matter what, otherwise Zhang Zi would be disabled for the rest of his life. Not to mention that his son would resent him, how could he be happy in his own heart?

"It's getting late now, why don't you just spend the night at our house? Or if you're not used to it, there must be a spare room in Zishan's house, why don't you stay at their house for the night?" Mr. Zhang said with a smile again.

"No need," Mo Yunshen shook his head, and said lightly: "We are used to living in our own homes, and we just go back. You should also rest, and you don't need to send them off."

"Hey, what is Yunshen? It's so dangerous at night. It's so dark, why go back? I think it's better to stay at our house for one night! It will save you from running back and forth tomorrow. Wouldn't it be troublesome?" Zhang Zicai fell in love when he saw it. In a hurry, he said quickly.

Can Zhang Zicai not be in a hurry? Now the mountains and forests around the village are not very peaceful everywhere, and it is night, the danger is even more unspeakable.

In the past, he wouldn't be bothered to worry about this, but it's different now. In case Mo Yunshen was snatched away by some beast on the way back, who would treat his leg tomorrow?

Mr. Zhang's heart skipped a beat, and he tried to persuade him, even Mr. Yu and his son.

Mo Yunshen and Mu Qingli knew what Zhang Zicai and his son were thinking, but they were just too lazy to tell the truth.

"Don't worry, we will definitely come tomorrow morning! No matter how uneasy we are, nothing can do us any harm!" Mo Yunshen cast a glance at Zhang Zicai with a half-smile, and left with Mu Qingli.

Zhang Zicai had no choice but to give up.

Early the next morning, seeing Mo Yunshen and Mu Qingli finally arrived, with a small wooden box in Mo Yunshen's hand, the Zhang family finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Zishan and Mu Sangu also came with them.

No matter how the relationship between the two families is different, although Zhang Zishan left angrily yesterday, even though his face was not very good-looking at the moment, he still came because he didn't want to be talked about.

"Little nephew Mo, you are here!" Mr. Zhang greeted him with a smile, greeted Zhang Zishan, and said with a busy smile, "Have you had breakfast? Why don't you eat something first!"

"No need," Mo Yunshen said with a smile as he was not interested in their food, "give me the paperwork, and we can start now."

Mr. Zhang froze - he hadn't had time to prepare yet.

However, the old lady Zhang smelled something unusual from it, and cast a vigilant glance at Mo Yunshen and the two, and said, "What evidence!"

"Don't you know, Mrs. Zhang?" Mu Qingli opened her eyes wide in surprise, and quickly explained the conditions for treating Zhang Zicai that she had discussed with Mr. Zhang last night.

"what!"

"Where is this going!"

"I said you are too dark!"

The old lady Zhang, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law all three were startled and cried out, even Tang's trembled, feeling as if his flesh had been cut.

There are tens of thousands of catties of food, so much food for one leg, no one can be calm.

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Zhang said angrily, "Isn't this heart too dark? Mr. Yu and the others practice medicine to save lives, and they have never charged such a high price."

Mo Yun said with a deep smile: "I'm not a doctor, and the rules of a doctor don't restrict me. In my eyes, this is a deal. A deal is all about what you want. If you don't want it, forget it." !"

"You——" Mrs. Zhang was so angry that her nose was about to smoke. What kind of deal is it? This is clearly a threat or not!

"Zishan," she turned her head and glared at Zhang Zishan, angrily said, "We raised you up, you—"

"Shut up!" Mu Qingli's face darkened, and she yelled in a cold voice: "What? Use this again to suppress people? I said that your Zhang family still wants to show face? Old man, what did we say last night? It seems that the old man is in this house The status is not very good, what you say and the promises you make don’t seem to be very effective! Who is the head of the family who speaks and does things, please give me a word, whether you will treat it or not, be quick!”

"you--"

"Okay!" Mr. Zhang shouted angrily. Isn't his heart bleeding? But is it possible to watch the boss become a useless person? Who will support the eldest family from now on? Besides, if I really want to talk about it, I haven't lost anything, it's just that I can't continue to take advantage of it...