Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 170: Planning Retribution on the Strange New House’s Rafter (4)_1

Chapter 170: Chapter 170: Planning Retribution on the Strange New House’s Rafter (4)_1

Aunt Cai originally thought that Mo Yan was just joking, but now, seeing that the documents were all prepared, she realized that Mo Yan was serious. In a panic, she rushed up to persuade her, "Little boss, this clearly has nothing to do with your family. Why should you compensate them with silver? Even if you feel pity for them, just giving them a few pieces of silver to send them away would be enough, but once this document is signed, that’s two thousand taels!"

"Aunt Cai, don’t worry. I have a plan in mind. Just stand aside and watch."

Mo Yan smiled at her. Aunt Cai had spoken out of righteousness earlier, and her impression of her improved even more.

"You damn hag, get out of the way. Don’t block my road to fortune, or I’ll beat you to death, you stinking old woman!"

Aunt Cai wanted to say more, but Wang Dali violently rushed forward, shoving her aside with a stream of foul curses spilling from his mouth.

A flash of sharpness passed through Mo Yan’s eyes, and she said sternly, "If you still want the silver, behave yourself."

Wang Dali managed a sheepish smile, his eyes greedily fixed on the document on the table, "Miss Mo, just by pressing my handprint on this, you’ll give me five hundred pieces?"

Mo Yan didn’t speak and pulled out a stack of silver notes from her sleeve, actually from the Space, and slapped them down on the table, "Press your handprint, and these are yours."

As soon as the silver notes were brought out, the villagers watching the spectacle all had their eyes light up, each looking at Wang Dali with envy, cursing Mo Yan as a ’fool’ in their hearts.

Both of Wang Dali’s eyes were practically glued to the silver notes, as if afraid they would fly away if he was not careful, "Miss Mo, bring the inkpad quickly. I’ll press my handprint right now, hurry up."

’Foolish’ Mo Yan lowered her gaze, concealing the calculations in her eyes, and handed the inkpad to Wang Dali.

Without a second thought, and without even glancing at the document, Wang Dali quickly pressed his fingerprint down and eagerly clutched the silver notes from the table into his embrace.

The other three people also pressed their handprints in turn, their hands trembling as they tightly pocketed their share of five hundred pieces each.

Five hundred pieces, an amount they had never seen in their lifetimes!

Wang Dali and the three others couldn’t wait to push through the crowd and head home, their minds consumed by the five hundred shiny silver pieces.

As the spectacle waned, the villagers who came to watch started to leave as well, but not before they cast furtive glances at Mo Yan. Some looked at her as if seeing a fool, others as if they were looking at a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered...

In the end, only Mo Yan, Lin Yong, and Aunt Cai were left in front of the straw shack.

With a cheerful smile, Mo Yan picked up the four pieces of paper from the table and asked Lin Yong, "Brother Lin, if I take these four papers to the Government Office and accuse these four people of extortion, do you think The Fair and Upright God will side with me?"

Lin Yong was taken aback at first but quickly understood Mo Yan’s scheme, his eyes filled with a smile, "Of course. With the human and material evidence at hand, they won’t be able to run."

Mo Yan smiled even more radiantly, turned to the dumbstruck Aunt Cai and said, "Aunt Cai, thank you for speaking up for me today. When the time comes for testimony in court, I wonder if you’d be willing to help me?"

Aunt Cai looked at Mo Yan with a complex expression, accidentally revealing a trace of alienation. After thinking it over, she couldn’t hold back, "Little boss, why... why do you want to do this?"

She didn’t understand why the always kind little boss would set a trap for Wang Dali and the others to fall into. In her view, even if the Mo Family didn’t compensate them with silver, no one would speak ill of them.

After all, they lived in the same village, where they couldn’t avoid seeing each other. Setting a trap to send Wang Dali to jail seemed way too... too inhumane!

Mo Yan put away the smile on her face, looking seriously at her, "Aunt Cai, let’s say, for example, if your house always smells of cooking meat, attracting lots of hungry and greedy stray dogs that will try every trick to snatch your meat away, what would you do?"

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