Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 887 Fierce Yanyan (1)

Chapter 887: Chapter 887 Fierce Yanyan (1)

The Liu Family and the Shen family had set the auspicious day for their betrothal a few days ago, on the fifteenth of May, and the invitations had already been sent out to relatives and close friends.

Liu Tinglan was confined by Mrs. Liu to stay at home to learn household management. Before, she didn’t care whom she married and stayed at her own home, so it didn’t matter if she was reluctant to learn. But now that she was about to marry into the Shen family, being ignorant of household management was unacceptable, so she willingly studied.

As a result, she had no chance to visit the Mo Family. By now, Mo Yan and Liu Tinglan hadn’t seen each other for over a month.

Mo Yan bought two boxes of pastries and took her siblings to knock on the door of the Liu Family’s mansion.

After knocking for a while, the door was finally opened by Uncle Sun, the Liu Family’s coachman. Seeing his face looking troubled and hearing the faint sound of an argument inside, Mo Yan kept her expression unchanged and softly asked, "Uncle Sun, has the family received guests?"

On hearing this, Uncle Sun said indignantly, "A nest of shameless ruffians, what sort of guests would they be!"

Mo Yan frowned at his words. Uncle Sun was always good-tempered, so whoever had come to the Liu Family today must have greatly upset him.

The Liu Family had quite a few relatives, but mostly on their own side, with little interaction between them, and they were all respectable people. It was unlikely any of them would cause such a scene, and she also hadn’t heard from her friends about any troublesome relatives in their family.

Thinking this, Mo Yan had a guess and tentatively asked, "Uncle Sun, is it the Du Family?"

Uncle Sun didn’t hide it and nodded helplessly, "Who else could it be? I don’t know where they got the news that the young lady is betrothed to Master Shen, but today they have made a scene here, accusing my lord and lady of despising the poor and favoring the rich, getting a better match and breaking off the engagement with the Du Family, demanding the Liu Family give them an explanation and compensate for the Du Family’s losses, or else they will spread the news and shame the Liu Family."

As he spoke, Uncle Sun spat fiercely, "Losses? The Du Family took the two hundred taels of silver my lord gave to pay off their debts, and the betrothal gifts were also provided by the Liu Family. When the engagement was dissolved, the Liu Family didn’t demand a single Wen Money back. If there are any losses, it’s the Liu Family that has suffered, not the shameless Du Family, who are coming here without any shame or decency, trying to extort silver. Not a single one of them is good, and fortunately, my lord was wise enough to call off this engagement. Otherwise, who knows what would happen in the future."

Due to the close relationship between the Mo and the Liu Families, and Mo Yan’s sisterly affection for Liu Tinglan, the Mo Family was well aware of the dispute between the Liu and Du families, which is why Uncle Sun did not hide anything from her.

After hearing this, Mo Yan was disgusted with the Du Family to the extreme. She hadn’t yet had the chance to cause trouble for Du Zhazha to vent for her friend, and, to her astonishment, that wretch’s family even dared to come knocking. This time, if she did not teach them a good lesson and help the Liu Family recover what was owed, with interest, she would no longer bear the name Mo!

Not wishing for the children to know about this mess, Mo Yan asked Uncle Sun to take them elsewhere while she walked towards the Liu Family’s guest hall.

At that moment, except for Du Wencai who hadn’t arrived, over a dozen people from the Du Family, young and old, sat arrogantly in the Liu Family’s guest hall, with melon seed shells and fruit peels they had spat out littering the floor. Even the constantly ailing elder couple tagged along, grabbing pastries from the tea table and stuffing them into their mouths, gobbling as if they hadn’t eaten in eight lifetimes.

The grandsons of the Du Family were even sprawled on the tea table, clutching the plates of pastries without letting go, choking till their eyes rolled back.

"I’m laying it out here today, if your Liu Family doesn’t cough up one thousand liang of silver, then I’m not leaving! If you have the guts, report us to the authorities. Then we’ll see if the reputation of your Liu Family can remain intact," shouted a middle-aged man around forty with a sleazy face, slamming the table and threatening Mrs. Liu, whose expression was dark and heavy.