The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Apart from Yan Junyu, Han Zhiyun, the only martial artist at the scene, looked at Xiao Ruiyuan with a solemn expression in shock. He couldn't believe that such a master actually existed in the world.

Thinking of Xiao Ruiyuan's age, the admiration in my heart was like a surging river. I didn't think that the other person was younger than him, but his martial arts skills could completely torture him. It was a shameful thing!

Han Zhiyun is like this, let alone others. The men and children looked at the evil god in awe, fearful in their hearts, and full of admiration for the strong man.

The women were less timid and had already retreated far away, but looking at that indescribably good-looking face and the masculinity exuded by maintaining the Mo family made many older girls and younger daughters-in-law blush, and many middle-aged women blushed. Women are also fascinated, and they inevitably lament in their hearts why they have not met such a man, or blame their parents for not delaying their birth by a few years.

Not to mention how tall and majestic Xiao Ruiyuan's sword was in everyone's minds, Lao Motou and the other three were completely stunned by the sword. The door panel that instantly turned into debris greatly stimulated their nerves. The family can no longer think of any revenge.

In the end, Old Motou gave in with a depressed look and ran out of Mo's house in panic, as if an evil ghost was chasing him.

Mo Yongfu picked up Mo Hong, who was frightened and incontinent, and ran away. When he crossed the threshold, he didn't know whether the threshold was too high or he didn't pay attention. Mo Hong fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing the embarrassment of the mother and son, the villagers laughed one after another, saying that the old Mo family did a lot of bad things on weekdays, and even God could not see it.

In the corner, Mrs. Wu, who had been silent all this time, hugged the silent children tightly. From the corner of her eye, she saw Mo Yongfu limping and struggling to carry Mr. Mo Hong on his back again. He subconsciously turned his eyes away, with a trace of A touch of intolerance.

After all, they have been married for many years and are the biological father of her child. No matter how much resentment and hatred she has in her heart, they will gradually fade away as the days get better and better, but they are limited to this intolerance. She will never Will look back.

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One can imagine the depression in the hearts of the Mo family when their peaceful wedding banquet was interrupted by disgusting people. Fortunately, it was resolved in time and did not affect the mood of the guests too much. As soon as Old Motou and others left, the Mo family's father and daughter invited the guests to sit down and continue eating.

Although the atmosphere was no longer as harmonious as before, it was still lively. Mo Qingze went to the table to toast, as an apology for the poor greeting.

Of course, everyone didn't care about this, they all picked up their glasses and drank it all in one gulp, not forgetting to comfort Mo Qingze and ask him not to be angry about what happened just now.

Mo Qingze thanked them one by one, his brows filled with peace. The actions of Old Mo and others did not affect him.

Returning to the chief table, the others had already finished eating and were waiting for the sound of firecrackers to go off.

While everyone was drinking and eating, chatting in low voices, the screams of the children who had already eaten and ran to play in the yard suddenly came from the yard. The adults in the room were startled, thinking it was just like last time. A robber came to the village to snatch the child. He quickly put it down, stood up and ran out.

As the master, Mo Qingze also quickly followed out. Just as he walked to the door, a group of about ten guards wearing yellow light armor rushed in with a solemn look and surrounded the entire hall.

The leading guard glanced around the room and asked expressionlessly: "Who is the new imperial examination candidate Mo Qingze?"

Mo Qingze's heart sank, he stood up and cupped his hands and said, "I'm here, sir..."