The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

"Madam, please get up quickly!" Mo Yan came to her senses and quickly stood up to help: "Although I took Mr. Cui in, Mr. Cui has already worked hard to repay us. We don't owe each other anything. Madam, there is no need for this."

When Cui Qingrou heard this, her expression became softer: "I know Ping'an's temperament very well, and I'm afraid he may cause trouble to the county lord. It's a fact that the county lord took him in, but others may not treat Ping An as well as the county lord. "

She asked herself how she could tell whether the little girl in front of her was telling the truth or just being fake!

At first, when she saw Ping An completely transforming into a villager, she felt a little uncomfortable. But the moment Ping An saw her, with a smile that only appeared on Southern Zhuangzi, she knew this. The nephew lived very happily in the Mo family, and his heart suddenly felt full of gratitude to the Mo family.

Ping An has nothing to do with the Mo family. The Mo family is willing to take him in, which is a great kindness. There is no need to be good to Ping An. Ping An should do what he can. She could see that her nephew had not been wronged in the Mo family, and his body seemed to be much stronger than before. This alone was enough to make her grateful to the Mo family.

Seeing that Cui Qingrou really didn't mind, Mo Yan was finally not so embarrassed and said with a smile: "Master Cui is pure and kind by nature. Even if he didn't meet me, he would meet other kind-hearted people. He is also very diligent and has not brought any trouble to my family. trouble."

Although he was a bit of a loser at first, he has a really good nature and listens well to what he says. After getting along with him for nearly a month, no one in the family hates him.

Cui Ping'an, who was originally not happy that his aunt said that about him, was flattered when he heard that Mo Yan actually praised him, and looked at his aunt with a proud look on his face.

Cui Qingrou looked at her nephew's childish look and smiled helplessly, but she felt more and more grateful to Mo Yan in her heart.

Knowing that the aunt and nephew had not seen each other for a long time and would have a lot to say, Mo Yan said a few polite words and excused himself to leave some space for them.

As soon as Mo Yan left, Cui Ping'an couldn't wait to ask, "Auntie, how did you find this place?" He didn't doubt that Mo Yan secretly told the Cui family, because if Mo Yan let him go, he would just say it, no need to bother so much. .

Cui Qingrou touched her nephew's head lovingly and told the truth: "It was Young Master Yan who told your uncle that we found out."

When Cui Ping'an heard this, he clenched his fists angrily: "I know this guy has no good intentions. He has always bullied his nephew before. He has already left and has to sell his nephew. It's really abominable!"

When Cui Qingrou heard this, she asked nervously: "Did Mr. Yan bully you? What is going on?"

Yan Junyu's reputation in Beijing is not very good. Although he is not as notorious as bullying men and dominating women, it is not much better. He has dealt with all the dandies in Beijing, but in the eyes of the world, he is the biggest dandy. , no wonder Cui Qingrou was worried that Yan Junyu would be harmful to her nephew.

"No, no, that guy has lived here for a few days, and he likes to tease his nephew. My nephew wants to live here for a while longer, but he didn't expect him to tell you his nephew's whereabouts." Cui Pingan After all, he wanted to save face and was too embarrassed to tell Yan Junyu about all the ways he bullied him.

Seeing that her nephew's expression didn't seem to be fake, Cui Qingrou was relieved, then she poked her nephew's forehead and said: "You ran away from home without saying a word. Your grandmother and uncle were worried about it, so they never slept with a good person." Jue, it's better for you, you are happy here and don't miss them at all, you are really heartless."

Cui Ping'an's expression changed and he immediately became worried: "Aunt, grandma, grandma, are you okay?" He remembered that the day he ran away from home, his grandma was very angry.