Period drama: Old Cao's carefree life

Chapter 192 is simply ridiculous.

Mo He took a deep breath, her face turning grim.

This Japanese devil lives next door to the old lady. Ever since the day before yesterday, when Mo He was bored and went out to get some fresh air and chat with the old lady, he has been harassing her here from time to time these past two days.

Kawake Seisho, that little Japanese devil, is no good person. He always acts arrogant and haughty, and he constantly talks about being a noble ronin.

In reality, to use the Chinese terminology, isn't he just a local thug who thinks he's so proud? It's utterly ridiculous!
The auntie waved her hands anxiously and whispered, "Don't pay any attention to him, and don't open the door."

"Don't worry, Auntie, I know." Mo He nodded without hesitation. What a joke, she'd have to be crazy to open the door for that little devil, she's not stupid.

When no one responded for a long time, Kawakami Seishu, who was outside the door, immediately complained, "Miss Mohe, I know you're inside. I heard you talking just now."

"If you don't open the door, I'm going to climb over the wall!"

Mo He's appearance is naturally beyond question; otherwise, even if she were a character in a TV series, LSP Cao Weida wouldn't want her. He doesn't have a penchant for collecting characters; he's only lustful!
Before, when Mo He sold cigarettes, she would smear some dust on her face, and she didn't have any nice clothes back then, so her good looks were mostly hidden.

But once she entered Cao Weida's house, she naturally stopped pretending to be ugly, and her beautiful face was revealed.

Therefore, the moment he saw her face, Kawakami Kyosuke's eyes immediately lit up, and he felt an intense itch in his heart, constantly thinking about it and wanting to find an opportunity for a 'chance encounter'.

Even the phrase "climbing over the wall to get in" was said so bluntly.

Upon hearing this, Mo He's face instantly darkened.

She's a woman!

If that little Japanese soldier manages to climb over the wall, what will become of her reputation?!
But considering the other party's identity as a Japanese soldier, she was afraid that the damned Japanese soldier would actually climb over the wall, so she suppressed her anger and replied, "Mr. Qingshou, may I ask what you need?"

To impart knowledge?

I think he's more like a beast!

Upon hearing the response from inside, Kawakami Seishu, who was standing outside the door, immediately smiled and said, "Miss Mohe, doesn't your country call itself a land of etiquette? I've come to your door, and you don't even open it? This is not the way to treat a guest."

Mo He's face darkened again, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Qing Shou, but my master isn't here. It's really inconvenient for me, a woman, to let you in. Please tell me what you want outside."

"I would like to invite Miss Mohe to dinner. Would Miss Mohe be willing?"

Want to have dinner together?
Are you still willing?
Mo He laughed in anger, "I'd rather your grandma's legs be damned!"
"I'm sorry, I'd like to leave. Mr. Qing, please go back. My master will be back soon."

Her intention was to use her husband to intimidate the other party, but Kawakami Seishu didn't take it seriously. Instead, he laughed and said in a mocking tone from outside the door:
“Miss Mohe, as far as I know, your master hasn’t come since he married you, right? He has more than one concubine.”

"He abandoned you right after marrying you, and now he's out partying every night. What do you want with a man like that?"

"If you ask me, you should just divorce him."

Mo He was as cold as ice, gritting her teeth as she said, "Mr. Qing Shou, you don't need to worry about our family's affairs. Please leave; you are not welcome in my home!"

How could Kawake Seishu possibly leave?

Not only did he refuse to leave, but he became even more arrogant, saying, "I'm doing this for your own good, how can you repay kindness with enmity?"

"Hey you, Mrs. Zhang, I know you're in there. It's almost dinnertime, what are you still doing in someone else's house? Don't you know you should go home and cook? Open the door and get out of here!"

Aunt Zhang was also afraid of the Japanese devils, mainly because the Japanese had ravaged Beiping over the years, and the people of Beiping were terrified of them.

But she knew even more that she couldn't open the door now; if she did, Mohe would be in danger.

Relying on the nanny who does odd jobs and laundry on a daily basis?
Not realistic at all!
Afraid of the Japanese and unable to open the door, she could only pretend to be naive and say, "My husband does all the cooking at home, and we don't have much to eat, so he just makes whatever he needs. We don't need me."

Hearing this, Mo He looked at Aunt Zhang with gratitude. Only in times of trouble can one see a person's true character. In this situation, how could she not feel grateful?

“Mr. Qing Shou, I don’t need your help. We are strangers. Please leave, or your wife might come looking for you later.”

Mohenjo-daro didn't have any good ideas about this little devil, so he could only threaten him with his wife.

However, she wasn't too afraid of this Japanese soldier, after all, he was just a ronin, not a Japanese officer or soldier.

I certainly wouldn't dare to kill them, but driving them away is no problem.

After all, with her husband backing her up, she has that much confidence.

Moreover, the Japanese soldiers are generally very short. For example, Kawakita Seisho is only a little over 1.5 meters tall at most, while Mohe, although he has suffered hardships since childhood, has excellent genes and is a full 1.62 meters tall!
Moreover, she had done manual labor since she was a child, so she was quite strong. A short girl of 1.5 meters, without the support of a rifle, would be a joke in front of the Chinese.

What she feared was nothing more than the gossip around her.

After all, if the Japanese devils really came in, she, a woman, couldn't possibly fight them.

It's easy to say, but it's hard to say!

Mo He's weak threat clearly did not deter Chuan Jiaqing, who still retorted confidently, "I just came to see Miss Mo He and wanted to invite you to dinner. I didn't do anything, so what am I afraid of? Hey, hey, let go, let go! Who the hell are you! Do you know who I am?!"

"I don't care who you are! You dare mess with my woman? You've got a death wish!"

Immediately afterwards, a muffled thud was heard, followed by faint groans.

"Master is back!" Hearing the voices outside, Mo He's eyes lit up, and she ran excitedly to the gate to remove the bolt. Opening the door, she saw, sure enough, her tall and imposing master scolding that little Japanese devil.

"I'll teach you to mess with my woman!"

bang~
"Ouch~"

"I told you you didn't do anything!"

bang~
"Ah~~"

"What else do you want to do?!"

bang~
"Stop fighting!"

"Who do you think you are? You're asking me things even your own father doesn't know?!"

bang~
"idiot!!"

"Hey~~ You bastard, you're really not afraid of death, huh?! You even dare to curse?!"

Cao Wei Da was so angry he laughed, and rolled up his sleeves, ready to teach him a lesson.

"master!"

Mo He ran over, grabbed his sleeve, and shook his head at him. "Sir, forget it. He's Japanese."

"Japanese?" Cao Weida frowned and looked around. With such a commotion, a large crowd had already gathered around.

Tsk, I was originally planning to beat up this bastard who dared to harass Mo He, and then take him to the police station for further education.

If we hadn't known, it wouldn't have been a problem, but now that we do, things are in trouble.
Kawaie Kyosuke, who had been kicked and curled up in a ball, stretched out his body slightly, spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva with a bruised and swollen face, and struggled to get up.

Seeing that Cao Weida had stopped, he assumed he was intimidated by the noble bloodline of his Great Japanese Empire, and his confidence surged instantly. Although he looked miserable, his attitude was extremely arrogant, and he said fiercely to Cao Weida:
"You damned, lowly Chinese man, how dare you hit me!"

"I'm telling you, you're done!"

"Now, kowtow and admit your mistake, then offer up your woman. Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I might spare your life!"

hey~
And they still dare to spew filth from their mouths?!
Cao Wei Da was amused and exasperated. Did he really think I was afraid of him?

"Fuck you!"

He kicked him in the chest, sending him flying two meters away before crashing heavily to the ground.

Kawakita was stunned; his mind was still blank when he fell to the ground.

How dare he?

How dare he!!
Knowing full well that I am of noble Japanese imperial blood, how dare he still lay a hand on me?!

What gives him the audacity to do that?!

The next moment, a sharp pain struck, and his entire face turned ashen white.

He felt as if all the bones in his chest cavity were about to shatter, and the pain made his whole body tremble.

A salty, metallic taste welled up in my mouth; it was the taste of fresh blood.

Before he could recover from the excruciating pain, punches and kicks rained down on him.

Each blow was accompanied by the groaning of bones and his painful screams.

Seeing the Japanese soldiers being beaten so badly, Mo He felt a surge of satisfaction. However, seeing that Cao Weida still showed no sign of stopping, she immediately became worried and quickly stepped forward to pull them apart again.

"Sir, that's enough, we can't fight anymore, or we'll kill him!"

Now, Beiping is ultimately under the control of the Japanese. No one cares if a few Chinese die, but if a Japanese soldier dies, that's a big deal.

Although her husband had strong connections in Beiping, even the strongest connections couldn't just kill Japanese soldiers in broad daylight!
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. He won't die." Cao Weida patted her hand. He wasn't stupid; he couldn't possibly have really killed someone.

He aimed his blows at places that weren't vital but were painful enough to make the Japanese soldier cry out in pain, but there was absolutely no risk to his life.

No matter how despicable the other party is, they are still Japanese. If they were to kill someone in public, it would be difficult to explain to Ono Oda and his allies.

To offend Ono Oda and his group for the sake of some insignificant nobody is a losing proposition for Cao Wei Da, who would naturally not do such a thing.

However, not killing him doesn't mean we should just swallow our anger; we can still give this bastard a good beating.

As long as they don't kill him, Ono and Oda won't say anything once they know the reason.

He walked over, squatted down, grabbed his hair, and forcefully pulled his head up, saying coldly, "Remember this, if you dare to mess with my woman again, I'll cripple you! Get out of here!"

(End of this chapter)