Chapter 151: Scam out the real murderer(2)
Chapter 151: Scamming out the real murderer (2)
Lao Mo came back to his senses, and his expression suddenly changed: "Girl Yan, after all, this is our family's business, and the family scandal cannot be made public. Do you have to make it known to everyone?"
With that sad expression, all he could do was point at Mo Yan's nose and scold her for being ignorant and ruining the family's reputation.
Digging a hole for her again? He is really evil-minded!
Mo Yan has become completely immune to Old Mo Tou's little tricks. She no longer has to worry about her father's feelings, and she no longer has to be polite to this family.
"Second Grandpa, if your daughter would have followed Sister-in-law Cai to apologize to my father, would she have made this matter known to everyone? Even if you don't go to the village chief, it won't take a day for your daughter to deliberately harm her cousin's family. All over Liuyang Village!"
Old Motou's face suddenly turned green and white, "Then what do you think? No matter how precious the fruit seedlings are, they are still dead!"
Are you saying this because you want to default on your debt?
Mo Yan smiled, "Even if it is a dead thing, it is a precious dead thing. For the sake of relatives, I don't care about the cost of transporting the fruit seedlings. The second grandfather only needs to spend the money to buy the fruit seedlings." Just ration it to me.
When Lao Mo heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "How much does it cost? We'll pay for it!" If we pay happily, we can still save a little reputation.
If Mo Yan knew what he was thinking, she would just laugh at him for being so naive. Since arriving in Liuyang Village, their family has caused several "good dramas", so where does their reputation come from?
"What, compensation?" Mo Hong, who was too frightened by Xiaohua to move, jumped up when he heard that compensation was required: "Why should we pay compensation for just a few broken fruit trees?"
Mo Yan paid no attention to her and started to count directly: "There were twenty-three damaged fruit seedlings, five taels of silver each for Naizi, a total of four; ten taels of silver for each longan, six in total... Counting them all together, The total compensation is two hundred and thirty-five taels of silver."
Every time Mo Yan reported the price of a fruit seedling, the faces of the old Mo family became paler. By the end, not only did their faces become extremely ugly, but the expressions on the faces of other villagers were also very exciting.
Mo Yan didn't think it was enough, so he added: "This is already cheap. If you add in the shipping cost, it won't be enough if you don't have Qianer800! Second Grandpa, when do you plan to pay for the money?"
She didnt know how much the fruit seedlings cost, but transporting them all the way back from Nanfang was definitely not cheap. She really didnt deliberately calculate the price to trick them.
Old Mo Tou glared at Mo Yan with a pale face, his cloudy old eyes full of resentment. He had already concluded that Mo Yan would take this opportunity to harm their family.
Mo Yan stood there and let him stare at her, but she wouldnt be missing a piece of meat anyway!
But Mo Hong couldn't bear it anymore. She sat down on the ground and slapped Mo Yongxi on the back, crying and wiping away her tears: "You **** who is suffering from the plague, this is killing our whole family..."
Obviously he was scolding Mo Yongxi for causing trouble, but secretly he was scolding Mo Yan!
Everyone looked at her acting and felt like a mirror in their hearts. They became more and more disdainful of that family. They would only cry and curse people after destroying other people's things. They should stay away from this family in the future!
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HumorDo not vote!!! Author: twilight night cold Status: on-going This story is not mine. Mo Yan, who was blown to ashes, was reborn in ancient times. She became a little farm girl who was running away from famine! There is a loving and handsome scholar f...
