Seeing Mo Yu excitedly return to the house to eat, Mo Yan sat under the eaves.
The sky is so beautiful!
The trees are beautiful too!
The sunshine is so nice!
Mo Yan couldn't help but close his eyes and feel the long-lost warmth.
Listening to the growing noise outside his courtyard, Mo Yan's lips curled up slightly.
The show is about to begin!
"Wow!"
The courtyard door was pushed open forcefully from the outside, making a loud noise.
Following the sound, a group of people came in from outside.
Both men and women are available.
"We're here to pick up the kiss, let's go!"
Niu Xinghua walked up to Mo Yan with her breasts raised and her belly raised, standing not far from Mo Yan. She was as arrogant as a rooster that had just laid eggs, and her eyes were a little proud as if she was picking goods.
He looked at the young woman sitting in front of him without moving, slightly raising his head and looking at him because he heard him speak.
Somewhat dissatisfied because of the other party's impolite behavior.
Is this how the Mo family teaches their daughter?
It's really uneducated. When an elder comes in, he doesn't even know how to lift his butt.
But she is even more satisfied. There are not many good girls in this country, and she will soon be her daughter-in-law.
Look at her small appearance and figure, her hard work is not in vain.
When she entered Qiao's house, she had plenty of ways to train her new wife.
However, Niu Xinghua soon discovered something was wrong: why did this girl look so dull and her eyes were staring so straight that it made people feel scared.
Is this stupid? Still crazy?
Wasn't it good before?
I have worked so hard to find a wife for the young man. If he is crazy and stupid, it is better not to find a wife.
"What's going on with the second daughter of the Mo family? Why can't you deal with it?"
"Yes, yes, do you think she looks like a newlywed?"
The crowds of people watching the excitement outside the courtyard wall started talking.
"Hmph! Who would be happy to show a mother-in-law like Niuxinghua?"
There was a burst of laughter, with a hint of obscenity and understanding.
"Hey, didn't you say that the second daughter of the Mo family has a partner? I heard that she is a high-ranking child, so why does she want to marry the eldest son of the Qiao family?"
"Yes, I heard that Mo Niushan rejected several matchmakers for his second daughter, saying that he already had a partner. When did they break up?"
Everyone looked at each other in shock, no one had heard of it!
Just yesterday, they suddenly heard that the Mo family was going to marry their daughter today.
The news was leaked because Niu Juhua came to Mo's house yesterday to deliver engagement gifts and told people she met on the way back and forth.
That's why today's grand occasion is possible.
Everyone couldn't help but look at the Niu Xinghua group standing in the yard, and Mo Yan, who was still sitting still, and said nothing.
Isn't that right? Who's daughter doesn't dress up beautifully when she gets married? At least she has to wear some red, even if she has a red headband on her head.
But look at this girl, there is no trace of joy in her body.
Besides, which bride is not hiding shyly in the house, waiting for the groom to come to pick her up?
Who has ever seen a new daughter-in-law sitting in the yard, not avoiding people, letting others look at her without saying anything, and showing no signs of shyness?
This is obviously a big stimulus!
There was also Niu Xinghua and a group of people. Those who knew it were here to pick up the bride, but those who didn't know it thought they were a group of bandits coming to snatch the bride.
Moreover, the groom Qiao Nanhai was nowhere to be seen in the wedding reception team.
Abnormal, so abnormal!
The bride is not normal, the receptionist is not normal, and this marriage is also unusual.
The light of the Eight Diagrams in everyone's eyes was burning brightly, shining brightly, with the potential to burn through everything.
"If such a good girl wants to marry into the Qiao family, you don't need to think about it to know that there must be something fishy in it, haha."
The woman who spoke looked disdainful and pretended to be profound.
She was also one of the people who was rejected by a matchmaker.
Mo Niushan really thought that his daughter was some kind of royal empress, and she was picky. She just had a job, and her eyes were on the top of her head?
Who are you looking down on?
The nephew from her mother's side who was the matchmaker to her was not only illiterate but older, he was very good at farm work. In terms of family conditions, was he not better than the Qiao family?
At least my family background is clean and there aren’t so many dirty things!
Huh, you can't take advantage of this opportunity to slap Mo Niushan on the forehead like this. She, Wang Tiemei, grew up drinking urine.
"What do you mean? What do you know?"
The meddlesome women all stretched their necks and came over.
Rural life is not only poor in material life, but also in spiritual life.
What most arouses the interest of these seven aunts and eight aunts is the melon fields and plum trees.
"I can't say I can't say it!"
Wang Tiemei waved her hands, the expression on her face was intriguing.
She is a famous talkative woman in Dabozi Village. She is well versed in how rumors spread. Looking at the crowd of people in front of her, the more vague she speaks, the more people will think.
As for what happened if gossip was spread, it was none of her business, and Mo Niushan could not find her fault.
She didn't say anything.
Wang Tiemei looked at the Mo family's joyless yard with a proud look on her face.
Such an unusual wedding attracted more and more people outside to watch the excitement.
In the distance, people who heard the news kept coming with their legs swinging.
Now is the time when the busy farming season is over and the farmers are at their most leisure. If there is any excitement, don’t look at the bastard.
The bustle outside the courtyard was in stark contrast to the quietness in the courtyard, which was eerie.
"What are you doing?"
When Mo Yu heard the noise, she rushed out of the room and stood in front of Mo Yan, blocking everyone's inquisitive eyes on her second sister.
"Mom Qiao Chunya, what do you want to do? It's so early in the morning, so you don't need to beg for food so early, right?"
Niu Xinghua looked at the girl with a ponytail in front of her and glared angrily at her, and recognized Mo Yu.
I don’t know how the Mo Niushan family raised this girl, but she is so beautiful.
Look at this, the round face looks like a blessing, because the big angry eyes filled with moisture made her feel tingly in her heart.
Not bad, not bad, worthy of her third son.
It's a pity that it's a small pepper, so it's hard to handle.
Niuxinghua is a bit pity.
Mo Niushan's mother-in-law and two daughters are all honest people, but Mo Laosan is the only one who is a thorn.
I don’t know since when, a little girl has become the dominant figure in Dabozi Village. Boys and girls, older and younger, dare not mess with her.
Niu Xinghua relied on her elders and did not want to get entangled with Mo Yu. She stretched her neck and shouted at Mo Yan:
"You should get up and walk! Why don't you wait for the big sedan chair to carry you?"
Mo Yan looked at the dark crowd outside the courtyard wall, raised his head, curled his lips slightly, and looked calmly at Niu Xinghua, the mother-in-law in the memory of the original owner's previous life, leading a group of people from the Qiao family, standing in front of her aggressively.
My heart was churning.
It was these people who forced the original owner to death.
She looked over one by one, her eyes turbulent.
There was silence inside and outside the courtyard.
Niu Xinghua stood at the front of a group of people, feeling very proud. She didn't have any stage fright in front of the crowd of people watching the excitement outside. Instead, she was enjoying the spotlight at the moment.
Niu Xinghua was very proud of herself. She wanted to see who else would dare to laugh at her house full of bachelors.
Someone else came out of the room. It was Mo Yan's mother, Jin Cuihao.
