Travel back to the time to be the ancestors

Chapter 48
He Tingyu and Shao Chendong couldn't help smiling when they heard this.

The two replied in unison: "Understood."



in the village.

A boy said stubbornly: "Mom, I really like her."

The woman thumped her chest in pain and pointed at his hands trembling with anger: "Sin, why did I give birth to you, an ignorant debt collector?"

The young woman on the side looked at him with disapproval on her face: "San'er, you are trying to make my mother angry."

There was a hint of confusion on the boy's face, but he was quickly suppressed.

"I just want to marry her, and I'm not young anymore, marrying a daughter-in-law will make my mother angry."

Mo Yunqing was about to go to the village head's house with a basket on her shoulders, when she happened upon this scene by coincidence.

While listening, he secretly poked and moved in the direction of someone.

"After listening for a long time, I didn't understand what they were arguing about."

"I know I know."

Mo Yunqing's eyes shifted to a slightly short and thin woman in an instant, and the thirst for knowledge in her eyes almost overflowed.

So did the other women.

Under the eyes of everyone, the short and thin woman said in a low voice: "At that moment, the third son of the Zhongwu family told the Zhongwu family that he wanted to marry a wife. This was a good thing, wasn't it?"

"It's really a good thing, so why are you arguing?"

"The third son of Zhongwu's family is seventeen or eighteen, and it's time to marry a wife."

"And then."

"When Zhongwu's family heard that their son was going to marry a wife, they didn't ask him whose family's girl it was, but guess what the third son of Zhongwu's family said."

"What did you say? Is that girl bad or something?"

"Is it because the girl wants a lot of things or something?"

"Could it be that the two daughters-in-law of the Zhongwu family are not happy?"

The short and thin woman waved her hand: "No, no, neither."

"what is that?"

"That's what it is."

"That's right, tell me quickly, I'm so anxious to death."

Mo Yunqing was also anxious to hear it, but it was hard for her to ask.

"San'er from Zhongwu's family said that that person is a young widow from the brigade next door."

"What?"

"widow?"

"The third son of the Zhongwu family was kicked in the head by a donkey?"

Mo Yunqing blinked, also shocked.

It's not that she discriminates against widows, but that in this day and age, no one would want their son to marry a widow.

Zhong Wu family pointed at his third son, he was very emotional, obviously very angry.

"No wonder you ran to the brigade next door whenever you had time during this time. It turned out that you were seduced by the vixen from the brigade next door. Let me tell you, I won't agree. You don't have a chance to marry her unless I die."

Mo Cufang's face turned pale, and he looked at his mother sadly, his voice trembling slightly, trying to fight for it: "Mother, Huixiu is a good girl..."

He Cuiqin roared with red eyes, "Shut up."

Wang Kehui, who is also He Cuiqin's second daughter-in-law, gave He Cuiqin some comfort: "Mother, calm down, don't be so angry."

After finishing speaking, he said to Mo Cufang: "San'er, stop talking."

Mo Zhongwu and his two sons came back with the shuttle bus, and when they saw a lot of people outside, they asked, "What happened?"

Mo Zhongwu looked at his daughter-in-law who had a strange expression, and then at his son standing beside him: "San'er, what's wrong with your mother?"

Mo Cube didn't speak, but lowered his head.

Mo Zhongwu's face darkened, he looked at Wang Kehui and asked, "Second daughter-in-law, tell me."

Wang Kehui looked at Mo Cube hesitantly.

Before she could speak, He Cuiqin looked at him with tears streaming down his face, pointed at Mo Cufang and said in a hoarse voice, "Your son did a good job."

Mo Lixing (xing) and Mo Limu walked to He Cuiqin's side and supported her and asked with concern: "Mother, don't cry, what happened."

Before He Cuiqin could speak, the onlookers said, "Zhongwu, your third son has taken a fancy to the young widow from the brigade next door, and Cuiqin is very angry."

Mo Zhongwu looked at his youngest son with a livid face, gritted his teeth and asked, "Is it true?"

The two brothers Mo Lixing and Mo Limu were so shocked that they could not speak for a while, and their eyes were fixed on Mo Lifang.

After a long while, he said: "San'er, why do you..."

Facing the cannibalistic and unbelievable eyes of his father, eldest brother and second brother, Mo Cufang said bravely, "Father, eldest brother, second brother, Huixiu is a good girl, I like her and want to marry her. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Zhongwu raised his foot and kicked his leg.

Mo Cube was caught off guard and was kicked and fell to the ground.

His face immediately turned pale.

He Cuiqin looked at his youngest son being kicked, moved his lips and wanted to say something, but when he thought that he was going to marry a widow, he didn't say anything.

He said softly to Wang Kehui who was on the side: "The second daughter-in-law will help me back to the house."

Wang Kehui nodded, helped He Cuiqin from her husband and second uncle, and walked to the back room.

Mo Yunqing looked at Mo Zhongwu from the sidelines, judging by his posture, he estimated that Mo Cufang would be beaten.

Originally, she planned to go to the village head's house to ask the village head's wife to teach her how to make shoes, but now she probably won't be able to go.

Seeing Mo Zhongwu's posture, the others quickly persuaded him: "Zhongwu, talk to San'er carefully, don't do anything."

"That's right, San'er is not a child anymore, you should tell him well that this child is usually well-behaved."

"Zhongwu, we don't like beating children."

The onlookers persuaded you with one word at a time.

Mo Zhongwu ignored them, but looked at Mo Cube.

Mo Cube's voice was somewhat hoarse: "Father."

Mo Zhongwu looked at him disappointedly: "You still know that I am your father."

Mo Lifang looked at Mo Zhongwu with pleading eyes: "Father, I really like Huixiu, she is a good girl."

Looking at his stubborn son, Mo Zhongwu felt indescribably disappointed. He is no longer a child, and he doesn't understand that marrying a widow will make their family look down in the village, and will they spend the rest of their lives under the guidance of others? .

He knew, but he didn't consider the consequences: "I don't know if it's good or not. I won't allow her to come in. If you insist on marrying her, you will no longer be my son, Mo Zhongwu."

Mo Cube's eyes were a little red, and he looked at his father in disbelief: "Father..."

After Mo Zhongwu finished speaking, he didn't look at him, but looked at the onlookers outside and said, "It's all right, let's go."

Mo Yunqing stood behind, basically no one paid attention to her, because everyone was busy eating melons.

Hearing Mo Zhongwu's words, Mo Yunqing went back with a basket.

Eating melons has delayed the time, and it will be work in more than two hours. I am afraid that they are resting right now.

I simply went back and groped slowly by myself.

In my memory, 'Mo Yunqing' knew how to do it, but her craftsmanship was not very good, so Mo Yunqing thought of asking the village head's wife for advice. After all, her craftsmanship was well-known in the village.

When I got home, I remembered that when I was buying a sewing machine in the wholesale market, the boss gave her a book called "Clothing Cutting".

(End of this chapter)