When Jian Yuncheng left Jian's mansion, Mo Shiyun and Mo's wife had a dispute in the cabin of Jian's villa.
"Mom, don't do this kind of thing next time. Since I promised you, I will prepare the gift." Mo Shiyun frowned and sounded very helpless.
"What are you talking about?" Aunt Mo asked confusedly to Mo Shiyun.
"You shouldn't do this as a gift to the eldest young master today."
"Didn't you prepare today's gift?" Mrs. Mo asked, with a surprised look on her face.
Mo Shiyun discovered from her mother's expression that her mother really didn't know.
"Mom, you didn't do it? Then..." Mo Shiyun was suddenly puzzled.
"I thought it was you who prepared it. I couldn't think of anyone else in the Jian family except your mother who would do this... So my mother thought... this... why wasn't this done by you?" Aunt Mo was confused.
Both mother and daughter were stunned.
They both thought it was the other person who did it, but it turns out it wasn't.
At this time, Mrs. Mo was a little panicked, "What should we do now? Will we be discovered?"
Mo Shiyun frowned, feeling heavy.
Seeing her daughter's solemn expression, Mrs. Mo began to blame herself: "It's all my mother's fault. She should never have suggested that you give gifts to the young master in the first place. It has put an extra burden on you, and now you are in trouble... "
Seeing her mother's guilty look, Mo Shiyun couldn't bear it.
"Mom, forget it, don't blame yourself, you are doing it for my own good."
Mo Shiyun comforted Sister Mo.
Sister-in-law Mo started to get scared: "Will the original owner of the bag show up? If he comes out, won't we be found to be lying? If he is found out, will the young master kick us out because of this? I can't lose this If you lose this job, I don’t know how I will support you in college..."
Mo Shiyun comforted Sister Mo: "Mom, it's okay. I'll finish knitting the sweater in a while and take photos to keep it as evidence. Then I'll put it in the same paper bag and throw it into the bushes in the garden. I'll be able to explain it later."
Although it was not good to do so, things had happened and mistakes had been made. She could only try her best to find ways to remedy it.
She couldn't let her mother lose her job. This job was very important to her mother.
Her mother worked very hard to take care of her and send her to school.
After listening to Mo Shiyun's words, Sister-in-law Mo's mood improved slightly.
Then Aunt Mo said to Mo Shiyun guiltily: "It's my mother's fault, my mother is useless, and I'm dragging you down. You still have to worry about your mother for such a small thing. If your mother could be more useful, you wouldn't have to feel so wronged."
Sister-in-law Mo always felt that she owed her daughter, and it was her own incompetence that allowed her daughter to suffer along with her.
Mo Shiyun looked at her mother, feeling moved in her heart.
"Mom, don't say that. You have worked very hard. Look at your hands..." Mo Shiyun said, grabbing her mother's rough hands, her eyes filled with distress.
In terms of age, my mother is actually seven or eight years younger than Mrs. Wenwen.
But mother and Nuan stand together, and Nuan looks ten years younger.
If Nuan Wen is born well, no matter who he marries when he grows up, he will have a worry-free life and be pampered.
Sister-in-law Mo was born into a poor family and didn't read much. She later married a bastard and ran away with her mistress within a few years, leaving mother and daughter dependent on each other.
Mo Shiyun understood that it was precisely because of her own tragic experience that her mother was so desperate to let her go to a good school and meet more outstanding people, so as not to follow in her mother's footsteps.