The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Mo Yan frowned, pushed the door open, and walked in directly from Zhang Ming's side. Li Zhong followed closely behind, without even looking at him.

"Ah - what are you doing here, an old and destitute person? Do you want to bring bad luck to my Zhang family again? Get out of here, get out of here, you are not welcome in my Zhang family!"

A sharp yell woke up Zhang Ming. He quickly bolted the courtyard door and hurried back into the house, where he saw his mother-in-law, Mrs. Hu, pointing angrily at his ex-father-in-law.

At this time, the only people in the room were Zhang Fugui, who was sitting silently at the head, Hu who was acting playfully, and Zhang Ming, who had just ran in. Yao Taohua and her child were not at home.

Li Zhong stood there and seemed not to hear Hu's curse, but his hands hidden under his sleeves clenched into fists.

But Mo Yan couldn't listen anymore, and stared at Mrs. Hu coldly and said: "It's better to have a good mouth and accumulate virtue. Be careful when you go to the underworld and be punished by the King of Hell to pull out your tongue."

When Mrs. Hu heard this, her lungs exploded with anger, and she immediately pointed the finger at Mo Yan: "You little bitch, how dare you curse me to go to hell, let's see if I don't tear your crow's mouth to pieces."

As she said that, her short and fat body rushed towards Mo Yan and stretched out her long-nailed hands.

Mo Yan couldn't bear to argue with an ignorant shrew. The moment before she pounced on her, he nimbly stepped aside. Li Zhong quietly stretched out a foot while no one was paying attention.

"Ouch!" Mrs. Hu suddenly tripped and fell hard, throwing herself on the cold ground and wailing.

"Mother——" Zhang Ming rushed over and helped Mrs. Hu up: "Mother, are you okay?"

"Son, I'm afraid Mom's ankle is broken. Go quickly and beat this little bitch to death for Mom."

Mrs. Hu was wailing, her arms and legs were old, the fall was not light, she didn't want to call a doctor, but she kept yelling to take care of Mo Yan.

Mo Yan shook her head. The Hu family was as weird as the Mo Hong family. It was difficult for Aunt Li to endure her for so many years.

This time she came specifically for business at the shop. She didn't want to waste time on this stupid woman, so she took out the receipt directly from her sleeve pocket, unfolded it, and handed it to Zhang Fugui, who had not said a word throughout. He said politely:

"You should know this Boss Zhang, right? It was the shopkeeper Xing of Huixianju who signed the contract with you just now. I am the real buyer of the shop. I can't wait for the transfer of ownership in two days. Boss Zhang must follow me to the Yamen today to settle the matter."

Zhang Fugui, who had been motionless at first, finally reacted. He stared at the receipt with his old eyes and saw his and Shopkeeper Xing's names and fingerprints at the signature place. He knew that the receipt was genuine without looking carefully.

A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and then he said solemnly: "I have already said that the things on the shop floor have not been arranged yet, and it will take two days before I can go to the Yamen to transfer the ownership."

Mo Yan smiled coldly: "The transfer is now over, and I'll give you two days to sort it out. Anyway, I have to go to the Yamen today. If you don't want to go, I can only go to the Yamen and file a complaint."

When Zhang Fugui heard this, his originally unattractive face became more gloomy: "You don't believe me? Then I will return the money to you, and I will sell this shop."

When Mo Yan heard this, he knew that his previous worries were not unfounded. There was indeed a ghost in this house.

Thinking of this, the smile on his face became colder: "Boss Zhang doesn't want to hand over the shop? Okay, I will go to the Yamen now and ask Mr. Qingtian to administer justice. I would like to see those who paid the money but can't get it." Are the people who come to the shop willing to let your Zhang family go?"