The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Mo Yan took a deep look at Mo Dashan and mentally put this person on the "refuse to associate with" list.

Mo Dashan's heart trembled when he saw him, and he felt like he had lost something important. He opened his mouth to say something, but Mo Yan turned his attention to Mo Fang, the leader of the clan.

"Patriarch, do you also think that my family should pay for this large sum of money?"

Mo Fang looked at Mo Yan, whose eyes were heavy, and then at the clansmen who looked expectantly. He felt his throat was extremely dry: "This... this..."

"Clan leader, didn't we all discuss this before? Why do you have any hesitation?"

Seeing that Mo Fang didn't speak, Mo Shan's expression changed and he couldn't help but urge.

Those who had previously agreed with Mo Shan hesitated when they saw the clan leader and did not dare to speak out. The others did not agree with this matter from beginning to end. They just stood aside and looked at Mo Shan mockingly, thinking that this man was simply stupid.

Being urged, Mo Fang started to sweat on his head, and he shouted to Mo Dashan, who was still chattering: "Shut up, I know it well!"

After yelling, a smile appeared on his face, and he said to Mo Yan with a guilty conscience: "I just want to say hello to you first, so that you can make preparations in advance. Where can I get all the money from you? To build the ancestral temple? It doesn’t matter if you wait a year or two, as long as you keep it in mind!”

From the moment Mo Yan spoke and Mo Qingze remained silent, Mo Fang knew that this would definitely not happen. Although he felt unhappy, he also knew that this was not Mojia Village, and Mo Qingze's family was not as poor as before. You can make friends, but you can't offend.

"Well, my father and I will definitely keep this in mind. When the time for building the ancestral hall is decided, I will have nothing to say about the money and effort. Uncle Patriarch, don't worry."

Mo Fang's knowledge and interest made Mo Yan very satisfied, and the title became much more cordial.

How could Mo Fang not hear it? I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the smile on my face became much lighter.

"Everything has been explained clearly. It's time for us to go back. When we go to Liuyang Village from now on, you will come to my house as guests. We are all relatives. There is nothing to see outside."

"The patriarch is so polite. I will definitely go there in the future! But it's almost noon now, so why don't we leave after eating!"

Mo Qingze politely asked him to stay.

Mo Fang had just made such a fuss that he didn't have the nerve to stay for dinner. He just excused himself as having something to do at home and insisted on leaving.

Mo Yan took advantage of their politeness and took a piece of meat from under the eaves, wrapped it in oil paper and handed it to Mo Fang with a smile: "Uncle, the patriarch is not willing to stay for dinner, so you have to accept this bacon, otherwise, today, No one wants to walk out of my door."

The others looked at the bacon, which weighed at least five kilograms, and were all greedy. Mo Fang smiled bitterly in his heart and had to accept it. He said meaningfully to Mo Qingze: "You have raised a good daughter. Let me see." , better than you!"

This girl is as hard as she should be, and as soft as she is supposed to be. Through this piece of bacon, she clearly tells these people that if she is willing to give it, they can take it. If she is not willing, no one can take advantage.

Mo Qingze was not angry at all. He accepted Mo Fang's praise with a smile, and instantly became talkative and praised his daughter. He wished that everyone knew about his daughter's good qualities.

The person who was praised lowered his head and pretended to be shy, but felt relieved in his heart.

Mo Fang is considered a smart person. Dealing with smart people will undoubtedly save a lot of trouble. Things like this should not happen again in the future!