Aunt Fang was sent back to the Yu family. Several elders of the Mo Mansion and the old lady who had been waiting in the front hall formally removed Aunt Fang from the family tree.
Aunt Fang was different from other aunts. She gave birth to Mo Huawen's only son, so she was naturally a concubine, so she was also recorded in the family tree. If such an incident happened, of course it would be impossible for her to be included in Mo's family tree again. On the night, in front of several elders, Mo Huawen officially kicked Aunt Fang out of the Mo Mansion.
Mo Yufeng was the last one to know. At that time, he was still fooling around in the brothel and heard the boy next to him passing the message. It was too late when he came back, and Aunt Fang had already been sent away.
After hearing what happened, Mo Yufeng rushed towards Qingwei Garden.
After entering the door, he kicked over the little maid who answered the door and angrily went to the upper room.
"Young Master, the young lady is resting and doesn't want to see anyone." Mo Yu came out to welcome him, but seeing that the situation was not good, he hurriedly stepped forward to stop her.
"How dare you stop me, a lowly maid." Mo Yufeng slapped him in the face, causing Mo Yu to fall to the ground immediately, bleeding from the corners of his mouth.
"Brother, what do you mean by coming here? Could it be that you are here to teach my maid a lesson?" Mo Xuetong stood there coldly at the door curtain, without any warmth in his eyebrows, looking at Mo Yufeng in the deep darkness. With a fierce look, completely different from his usual weak look.
"You rebellious and unfilial little bitch, how could you treat my mother like this? My mother is still your elder, and you, how dare you..." Mo Yufeng roared and almost rushed to the threshold, but Mo Ye stretched out his hand to block her. Outside the door, Mo Yufeng still wanted to rush forward, but Mo Ye pushed him away gently every time, and was so angry that he just jumped down and cursed.
"You are here to teach me a lesson. If this is the case, you should leave. You are not welcome here." Mo Xuetong looked at Mo Yufeng who was jumping below with sharp eyes. She only felt sad for her father. He is still a noble son here. His image is that of a scoundrel.
She was in no mood to deal with such people, so she simply turned around and walked inside.
"Mo Xuetong, how dare you say that you didn't frame my mother, how dare you say..." Seeing Mo Xuetong avoid her, Mo Yufeng jumped even harder, pointing at Mo Xuetong's back and cursing.
"Mo Ye, beat him out." Mo Xuetong stood still, paused, then turned his head and said coldly to Mo Yufeng.
When Mo Ye heard this, he twisted his fingers together and walked down, with a sinister sneer on his lips.
"You dare to hit me, you dare to send someone to hit me, you are going against the grain, I am your big brother!" Mo Yufeng was startled by her expression and said angrily.
"Brother? I really don't dare to have a big brother like you. Can a son born by an aunt really be the eldest brother of my legitimate daughter? Just now I heard you keep talking about your mother, how is your mother? It's just a pity. , your mother harmed my mother, we are destined not to be kind, not to mention what happened after such a thing, do you still want to inherit the family business? How could the father of a bastard born to a vicious woman not have any ideas?" Mo Xuetong stood. At the threshold, he looked coldly at Mo Yufeng below.
Her eyes were as deep and clear as sharp needles, staring directly into Mo Yufeng's eyes. The darkness and coldness made him dare not look directly. Mo Yufeng turned his head uncomfortably, avoiding those eyes that seemed to be filled with anger. Eyes that were burning but as cold as ice.
The powerful hatred and anger intertwined, making Mo Xuetong almost want to strangle Mo Yufeng's neck.
In the previous life, it was because of his existence that Aunt Fang felt confident and Mo Xuemin killed herself. If it wasn't because his father had always cared about him, his only son, how could he have ended up like this, and today Aunt Fang herself confessed She was the one who killed her mother, but her father just sent her back to the Yu family.
This was because she was so proud that she gave birth to the only son in the Mo family.
Hate, how could she not hate!
"You're talking nonsense, my aunt is not that kind of person!" Forced by Mo Xuemin's awe-inspiring momentum, Mo Yufeng couldn't help but become weak, and argued forcefully, but quietly changed her title to aunt.
"My father is only in his thirties now, and he is about to take over. It will not be a problem to have a legitimate son. For a son born to a vicious woman like Aunt Fang, do you think that your father will trust you as much as before, and that you can inherit the family?" Do you think everything in this house belongs to you?" Mo Xuetong said coldly, stabbing Mo Yufeng with needles.
Mo Xuemin's escape again and Aunt Fang's repatriation made her feel extremely depressed. She just wanted to vent the bad anger in her heart, but she would not hold it back at this time and said harshly.
Since these brothers and sisters have never regarded themselves as relatives, she will never accommodate them again.
The painful experience in her previous life made her understand that some people get to the top by stepping on other people's shoulders. If you are a rabbit, you will only be trampled on. In this life, she will be a cunning and cruel fox and will never be helpless again. sheep.
"No, it's impossible. Everything in the Mo Mansion is mine. My aunt said that everything my father has is mine. Everything is mine." Mo Yufeng was so stimulated by Mo Xuetong that he went crazy, his eyes were blood red. He glared at Mo Xuetong and said fiercely, "What if my father marries again in the future? I will prevent her from giving birth to a legitimate son. At that time, I will still be the only son in this house. When I become the head of the family, everything in this house will It’s not all mine.”
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Thinking that his mother was driven away alone and his father wanted to marry someone new, Mo Yufeng gritted his teeth and became furious. From childhood to adulthood, Aunt Fang had always instilled in him that everything in Mo Mansion was his idea. In his mind, of course all of this would be his. Now that he heard that it was possible to give birth to a legitimate son, he felt as painful as someone taking everything away from him.
"Mo Xuetong, after I take over this family, you will have to rely on me to live your life. I will send you to a family temple and make you an old girl who cannot get married for the rest of your life. I will let you die like your mother. Don’t know why.”
When Mo Huawen came in, he heard Mo Yufeng's oath-like words, and the way he waved his fist at Mo Xuetong viciously and frantically. He couldn't hold back his anger anymore, and slapped Mo Yufeng hard, and cursed angrily. : "The traitor!"
He already felt ashamed to face Tong'er. This bitch actually dared to threaten her.
Seeing her stoic look in the face of grievance, her lips tightly pursed, without a trace of blood, but still standing there with clenched fists, the pain in his heart was like a sharp cone, he felt sorry for Tong'er after all.
Looking at his son who was covering his face and stunned by his appearance, he felt nothing but disappointment in his eyes.
A bastard is indeed a bastard, and he doesn't have any education at all. If this falls in the eyes of others, it won't be spread as well.
Maybe we really need to move forward quickly. We can't let Tong'er stay alone and helpless at home. For the first time, Mo Huawen desperately wanted to marry Xu Yan back home. That woman seemed to get along well with Tong'er. They are relatives, and they grew up in the Fuguo Duke's mansion, so naturally they won't treat Tong'er badly, and it can also relieve Tong'er's knot.
"Father!" Mo Yufeng looked at Mo Huawen who suddenly appeared in astonishment. Looking at those angry eyes, he felt his body go cold and trembled. He suddenly woke up after drinking wine and knelt down suddenly. On the ground: "Father, father, it's Yu'er's fault. You shouldn't cause trouble for Third Sister. It was me who drank too much, so I spoke unscrupulously and begged my father to spare Yu'er."
Mo Yufeng was not so impulsive usually, but he was trembling with fear at this moment. Aunt Fang had such a big incident, and he, his son, came to threaten his sister. His father's love for this bitch would only add fuel to the fire.
"I don't dare to be your father. Didn't you not let me have a legitimate son? Didn't you say that everything in this house belongs to you? Didn't you want to send your sister to the family temple and let her die inexplicably? Really!" Mo Huawen asked coldly, and with every question, the coldness on his face became even greater.
"Father, father, my son was an unintentional mistake. It's not true. Today, because he suddenly heard about Aunt Fang, he was so shocked that he became so unhinged." Mo Yufeng was forced to kowtow and begged.
"Come here, take the young master away and let him go back to his courtyard to study. If he goes out to fool around again, just break his legs." Mo Huawen frowned and said sharply.
Someone had already come up and dragged Mo Yufeng down, who was crying uncontrollably.
Seeing Mo Yufeng being pulled away, Mo Xuetong looked coldly at her father, who was a senior junior. The alienation and coldness in her eyes were completely different from the usual softness and gentleness. Although she wanted to understand her father, she really had no way of understanding, mother. It was Aunt Fang who killed her. My father knew about it, but he just dealt with it indifferently.
Mother's hatred, mother's resentment, mother's pain in her heart... Could it be that she was treated like this just because she didn't give birth to a son
Heirs, heirs are really so important to men!
"Tong'er..." Mo Huawen looked at Mo Xuetong, who was standing in the corridor, obviously fragile and about to break, so stoic, so painful, with pursed lips and pale mouth, and the unconcealable hurt in his eyes, as if he was injured. Like a little beast, he looks at others warily, using a fierceness to construct his strong mask.
"Father, please come back. Tong'er is tired." A little hoarse and tired, Mo Xuetong felt physically and mentally exhausted. She clenched her hands tightly at the bottom, and the sharp pain in her palms made her wake up slightly. He said slowly.
She was really tired and didn't know what to say to Mo Huawen. She just felt that there was no light in her life.
So what if the real culprit of my mother's death is found? My mother can't survive, and my father has not avenged her, so what's the point of finding the real culprit
Looking at his daughter's fragile face, Mo Huawen felt distressed and almost embarrassed. He forced a smile and said softly: "If you are tired, go to bed early. Don't hurt your body."
Seeing Mo Xuetong not saying a word, helping the maid to turn around with difficulty, it was very similar to Luo Xia's fragile but strong look. That woman carried everything on her own with such weak shoulders, for herself, for The child left silently, just to preserve it, but for the first time, Mo Huawen doubted her decision.
Why did she insist on having her own way back then? Why couldn't she discuss it with him before making a decision? Why didn't she wait until he was around to speak out? Could it be that after so many years of love between husband and wife, she still didn't believe in herself? She would do whatever she said. She still strongly requested to include several aunts.
She wanted him to have children, so he gave birth to a concubine and a concubine.
She wanted her child to be born in an inconspicuous position, and he did it. He was the third child, neither in front nor behind, with the big one in front and the small one behind.
He listened to her in everything and was willing to do anything for her, but in the end she left the father and daughter so decisively. Was it really right? Why didn't she wait and wait for him to come up with a solution before making a decision? Even if the couple, father and daughter avoided the countryside, it would be much better than what they were doing now.
Heartbroken and unable to breathe, looking at his daughter's despair, Mo Huawen held on to the tree trunk, opened his eyes, and suppressed the pain in his mouth...
There are some things he can't explain! Can his pupils really understand him? (To be continued)