Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 212: Entertaining Guests with a Warm House, Buying Cattle and Horses (5)_1

Chapter 212: Chapter 212: Entertaining Guests with a Warm House, Buying Cattle and Horses (5)_1

The mountain was rife with snakes, insects, rodents, and ants. Once the brambles grew thick, they couldn’t guard against thick-skinned Red Pythons, but they could still fend off smaller snakes and Yellow Weasels.

Lizhong understood her intentions and readily agreed.

At night, as usual, Mo Yan watched over Xin Er. At one point, Xin Er woke up thirsty and called for water. Mo Yan fed her some Spirit Spring Water, and then she fell back into a deep sleep until she woke up completely the next morning, clamoring that she was hungry and wanted to eat.

Seeing that she was no longer in serious trouble, the family finally felt relieved, but they wouldn’t let her get out of bed.

There was still a lot to do in the house, especially since they had to entertain guests on the twelfth of August, which required early procurement and seating arrangements. After discussing it at length with Mo Qingze, Mo Yan finally settled the guest list for the banquet.

Next came inviting the guests. The villagers were naturally invited by Mo Qingze, the head of the household. He first took a handcart to the village chief’s house, returned the cart, then mentioned the matter about the warming of the house. The village chief readily accepted and assured he would attend.

Leaving the village chief’s house, Mo Qingze headed to Lao Mo’s House. Standing in front of Lao Mo’s House, Mo Qingze sighed but still proceeded to go over.

The first to see him was Mo Erni, who sat crouched at the door, scrubbing a large basin full of clothes.

Since Mo Yongxi had reported her, Mo Erni’s days in Lao Mo’s House had fallen drastically. She had endless household chores every day and even had to work in the fields, worse off than the two daughters in the main family.

Mo Erni glanced at Mo Qingze and then indifferently lowered her head to continue washing clothes, the cold glint in her downcast eyes shimmering ominously.

Mo Qingze called out to Mo Erni. Seeing that she completely ignored him, he felt somewhat embarrassed.

"Yo, who’s this, isn’t this the Scholar Master from our Mo Family? Bah, what Scholar Master, he’s just a white-eyed wolf. Only a blind god would let such a person become a scholar..."

At that moment, Mrs. Niu came out of the house, planning to help her daughter with the laundry. When she saw Mo Qingze, she let loose a string of sharp and snide remarks.

"Whether Qingze is good or not is not for a cousin to comment on. It would reflect poorly on the cousin if word spread."

Mo Qingze, who wouldn’t bother to squabble with a confused woman, made a bland jab and immediately shut up Mrs. Niu’s incessant babbling.

The noise outside reached inside the house, and everyone from Lao Mo’s House came out. Seeing Mo Qingze, their expressions were very subtle.

"Cousin, have you come because there’s something?" Mo Yonglu was the first to speak, breaking the silence.

Mo Qingze nodded at him, then addressed the two elders of Lao Mo’s House, "Uncle, auntie, on the twelfth of August, we’ll be hosting a banquet to warm the house. If uncle and auntie are free, please come over!"

Thinking of the Mo Family’s tall walls and grand mansion, Old Man Mo kept silent, while Mo Hong’s family’s envy and resentment were unhidden:

"You’ve become quite capable now, cruel enough to let your own flesh and blood be torn apart. Warming the house? You expect us to come and give you face? Forget it, I want to see your family drowned in the villagers’ spit!"

"Shut your mouth!" Old Man Mo fiercely glared at Mo Hong’s family, "Get back inside, and if you dare come out and talk nonsense again, I’ll kick you out of this house."

Mo Hong’s family stared incredulously at Old Man Mo after being harshly rebuked, but she was cowed by his dark glare into silence. Furiously glaring at Mo Qingze, she thought, it was all because of this white-eyed wolf, this Evil Offspring, his whole family with rotten guts—why don’t they just die!

Mo Qingze was already accustomed to his aunt’s taunts. He looked at Old Man Mo, hoping for a definitive answer.

Old Man Mo forced a reluctant smile and said, "Go back, we’ll definitely come on that day."