Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 1058 - 340 Influence, Rumors_3

Chapter 1058: Chapter 340 Influence, Rumors_3

Mo Erni might end up dragging the whole family under the water this time, but it had nothing to do with her. She had no obligation to remind Mo Yonglu of anything.

"That’s why one must not do evil deeds. Even if you don’t get immediate retribution, committing just one bad act unconsciously pushes you towards a dead end, and by the time you want to escape, it’s already too late," Xin Er said with a sigh, silently warning herself in her heart.

She had heard Mo Yonglu’s pleading and felt a hint of sympathy, but that sympathy wasn’t enough to forgive Mo Erni. Otherwise, she would have come out to plead on her behalf at that moment.

Mo Yan agreed with this sentiment and touched Xin Er’s head with satisfaction, "You are right! However, while one must not harbor harmful intentions, it’s necessary to guard against those who do. You must always be wary of those with nefarious intentions and not let others simply bully you."

...

Mo Yongxi, chased out of the Mo Family by a tiger and a wolf, looked back at the wide-open gates which he could no longer enter. Under the fierce watch of four intimidators, he stepped away in despair.

Halfway along his way, he suddenly remembered something and doubled back into the village. He didn’t return to Lao Mo’s house but went straight to the home of the Mo clan leader, Mo Fang...

Later, Mo Yan heard that after being driven out, Mo Yonglu didn’t leave immediately but instead sought to borrow silver from other Mo families.

Last year, these families had followed Mo Yan to work on greenhouses and made a significant amount of silver. After using some of it to build houses, they still had quite a bit left. If each household could contribute twenty or thirty taels, they could gather enough to pay for Mo Erni’s ransom from servitude.

As for canceling the bondage, Mo Yonglu had originally planned to put it off and redeem the person first. However, his plan was optimistic. When the clan members heard that he had gone to the Mo Family to beg for mercy, that Mo Yan was unwilling to help, and that he didn’t even manage to borrow any money, they refused to lend any. Each family gave him just hundreds of copper coins but wouldn’t let him return it, politely seeing him out the door.

These people knew of Mo Yan’s kindness; even if a stranger came to her with a problem, she would be willing to help if she could. Now, not helping Mo Yonglu definitely had a reason. If they recklessly helped, firstly they feared offending Mo Yan, which could mean missing out on future benefits, and secondly, they suspected Mo Yonglu of lying. The significant amount of silver he was asking for was perhaps due to a grave issue (considering Mo Erni’s reputation, Mo Yonglu didn’t say that the borrowed silver was for redeeming her from a brothel), and they were worried about being implicated, so no one dared to lend it.

In the end, Mo Yonglu left with nearly five ounces of silver given to him by the clan members. Nobody knew whether he had managed to borrow more. Even though some people felt pity, due to various concerns, they didn’t dare inquire about Mo Yonglu’s family matters. Only a few wives, unable to suppress their curiosity, indirectly asked Mo Yan a few questions, and upon getting no clear answers, they became even more convinced that Mo Yonglu’s family had committed a disgraceful act. They felt fortunate that they hadn’t lent any silver.

In the village of over a hundred households, seventy or eighty participated in this year’s greenhouse planting. Everyone relied on this to live better days, each working hard in the fields, with no extra energy to gossip about others’ affairs. The sudden event of Mo Yonglu returning to the village to borrow silver caused a small stir, which quickly subsided and was soon forgotten.

The winery construction was nearing its end, and Mo Yan wasn’t as busy as before. After she sold the one hundred thousand catties of grain harvested from the estate and the one hundred and sixty thousand catties from the lowlands to the Imperial Family and arranged for the autumn farming on the estate, she truly had free time. She spent her days making cotton clothes, leading a fulfilling and peaceful life.

"Yan girl, there must be three or four hundred of these thick and thin cotton clothes by now. Are you making so many to sell?" Aunt Cai, threading her needle and sewing, curiously asked Mo Yan, who was cutting the fabric.

These cotton clothes were exquisite—filled with top-quality new cotton and made of fine cotton fabric that was both warm and soft. Any single piece could sell for one or two hundred copper coins if taken to a store. Not only Aunt Cai had this thought; the other women helping with the clothing thought the same.

"No, these cotton clothes are for a different purpose and won’t be sold in the stores. You’ll know in time," Mo Yan said with a smile. She didn’t want to disclose the use of the cotton clothes too early; otherwise, it would spark a second round of heated discussion when the border guards arrived.

This time she had hired twenty women to help make clothes. With their quick hands and the efficiency of division of labor, it took just over ten days to make more than three hundred sets of cotton clothes of varying thicknesses. Besides cotton clothes, cotton-padded coats and cotton shoes were also needed, but those weren’t urgent and could be made later.