Too high to reach

Chapter 17 angered him
Without any preamble, Wang's emotions erupted instantly.

"My sister disregarded all decorum and personally went to the Liang family to say this! If Mrs. Liang were truly unhappy and confronted my sister directly, wouldn't she be suffering for our sake? I felt incredibly guilty, so why are you only complaining? Fine! If you're not satisfied, then go find someone for Mo Yi yourself!"

Mo Ruhai then fell silent again.

"If I hadn't begged my sister, and if Wenwen hadn't cared for her younger sister, how could Moyi have gotten this marriage? It was me who racked my brains to plan for this family! You, on the other hand, can't count on anything! And you didn't even offer a word of praise, only a bunch of complaints?"

Mo Ruhai watched his wife, who was becoming increasingly agitated and constantly escalating her demands, and his anger rose within him: "Why are you becoming more and more unreasonable? Liang You, you've been planning this for years, intending to give him to Mo Wen, haven't you?! And you saw someone better and rejected him, haven't you?! If things don't work out, fine. Find someone else..."

Wang immediately seized the opportunity to speak again: "Even if it were someone else, Liang You himself was willing! He didn't choose, so what right does Mo Yi have to choose?"

These words shut Mo Ruhai up inside the room again.

Hmph, that brat Liang You... his taste is actually not bad!

I immediately regretted it: Sigh, I was really something. Things had already come to this point, I should have just acknowledged it and praised her, why did I have to make a fuss with her?

I can't win this argument!

Just as she was about to back down, Madam Wang said, "Hmph, Mo Yi... in terms of looks, talent, temperament, and conduct, how can she compare to Mo Wen? Marrying Liang You is a blessing she earned in her past life!" She pointed to the sky, as if Mo Yi had gotten the better deal.

Mo Ruhai swallowed his soft words again, and said coldly and harshly, "Yes! We weren't born of the same mother, of course we can't compare!"

"What do you mean?!"

"What I mean is: even if you're biased, there should be a limit. I never deny that Mo Wen is a good-looking girl! But Mo Yi wasn't someone you picked up from the temple gate!"

"What have I done to her? Have I skimped on her food or drink? Have I neglected to provide her with proper clothing and jewelry...?"

At this point, Wang paused for a moment.

At home, when buying materials or jewelry, Mo Wen always comes first. Mo Qing is never one to back down and can be quite assertive. She always has to pick and choose before Mo Yi does.

Now that there's an eldest daughter-in-law, she has to be ranked higher in everything.

In addition, the two daughters of the eldest son's family also had to be given gifts of good quality in order to maintain relations with the Zhuang family.

As for Mo Yuan from the third branch of the family... Liu Shi could be pretentious, and even though she found it troublesome, she would still try to accommodate her.

Her husband had complained before that all the Mo family girls were lined up ahead of her, and Mo Yi was the last one left...

Given Wang's temperament, she wouldn't do something as hypocritical as calling a deer a horse. She changed her tune: "How can she, a second daughter, be compared to the eldest daughter? Isn't that how it is in every family? Don't you think about it? Does the Mo family treat you the same way they treat your eldest brother? They're all the same, so why are you stopping here with the scholar?"

Seeing her bring up those old, trivial matters again, Mo Ruhai was incredibly annoyed. Without saying a word, he got up and left.

"Hey! What do you mean? Come back!"

But Mo Ruhai paid no heed.

Wang rushed to the door, lifted the curtain, and shouted at his back.

"Whom am I doing this for? When do you ever go out? Aren't you always impeccably dressed? Your five children need food, clothing, shelter, schooling, and jewelry. Where does the money come from? I've done so much, and this is how you treat me… Call your son here!" The last sentence was spoken by Wang Shi to Wang Mama, who was standing by the door…

Mo Ruhai stormed out of the door.

When they arrived at the front living room, the eldest brother had not yet returned.

He summoned his servant Wang Qing, pointed to two large boxes on the ground, and ordered, "Find someone to carry these to the Second Miss's courtyard. Wang Qing, you've been by my side for so many years, you should know what's good for you. Your indenture is with Madam. Madam is very powerful, but in the end, she's just a woman, and she wouldn't dare to really provoke me! Think carefully about what you should and shouldn't say! If you anger me, I'll sell you to the West Mountain mines, and even your Madam won't be able to stop me!"

Mo Ruhai was always gentle and refined, speaking slowly and deliberately, with the air of a scholar.

It's extremely rare to see someone like this, with a stern face, glaring eyes, raising their voice, and veins popping out in their neck...

This terrified Wang Qing. He was the son of Wang Mama, the dowry maid who had accompanied Wang Shi, and someone the mistress had placed by her side to keep an eye on the master. Every now and then, the mistress would call him in for questioning.

Especially after returning from long business trips... Actually, the old man has always been very honest and has no secrets. He hasn't told his wife anything either.

But... all these years, the master has never treated him as one of his own.

You can't blame the master; who wants to be watched like this? Especially these past two years, who knows what the master and the second young lady have been secretly up to…

It was obvious he didn't want him to know, and he really didn't dare to inquire, for fear that this man would really get angry.

At this moment, he turned pale with fright and hurriedly replied, "Don't worry, sir, I understand."

Mo Ruhai gave him a cold look, then turned and went into Mo Yi's room.

Originally, he planned to secretly move the materials he bought into his daughter's room at night when no one was around.

I'm so angry right now that I'm acting recklessly.

"Yi Yi!!" he called from outside the door.

Mo Yi quickly opened the door himself. "Daddy! Come in quickly! Are you cold?"

Seeing his daughter's big smile made Mo Ruhai feel happy, but when he entered the house and saw his daughter's room, his mood soured again.

"Yiyi, I'm so sorry to have you living in a house like this!"

"Father! What are you saying? If I didn't live here, how could I do the work?"

Hearing her say that, Mo Ruhai became happy again.

Seeing that tea and snacks had been prepared on the table, he felt that his daughter was very thoughtful and smiled, "Good Yiyi! This time when we went out, Dad really opened his eyes! Oh right, thanks to the copper thermos you prepared."

"Really? We really used it?" Mo Yi looked at her father with sparkling eyes.

"Of course it came in handy! Who would have thought it would be so cold there? The cold there is different from the cold we experience here."

"When we go out, the north wind makes our faces cold, but if we wear thick clothes, we're fine. But the cold there is bone-chilling, chilling to the bone. No matter how many clothes you wear, it's useless; there's nowhere to hide! Even with a fire in front of you, your back is still freezing." He said, shivering with lingering fear.

Mo Yi chuckled.

"If it weren't for the copper stove that I had to hold all day, my father would have really caught a cold."

"What Daddy said is an exaggeration. You can buy a hand warmer locally if you don't bring one!"

"Father doesn't know to buy it locally? But it has to be available for sale! People there are used to it. Even the most particular families only light a charcoal brazier in the main room. Ordinary people just freeze like that."

The windows are never closed, all year round! Everyone says they're not cold. But we're freezing... Luckily, you had Dad bring two, and we gave one to Lord Chen. Otherwise, if the superior asked for it, could Dad refuse? But if we gave it to him, Dad would freeze to death!

Mo Yi laughed heartily, completely unlike the wooden demeanor she displayed in front of Wang Shi.

"Your Uncle Zhang sleeps in the same bed with Dad every night, his feet..." He shook his head and chuckled, "Lord Chen said you're sensible, so he specially asked Dad to bring you two bolts of fabric. As for the copper kettle, we'll leave it with our new friends in the area. Don't be upset!"

Thinking of Uncle Zhang's big feet, Mo Yi said with disgust, "Even if Father brings them back, I don't want them!"

Mo Ruhai laughed heartily.

At this moment, Wang Qing led his men to carry the items in.

Mo Yi was surprised: "Father, what is this?"

Is this a template for real-life couples?
On the importance of "speaking properly".

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(End of this chapter)