Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 94 Climbing Relations(1)_1

Chapter 94: Chapter 94 Climbing Relations(1)_1

There is a saying that goes, "On the first day you greet your parents, on the second your son-in-law greets the Yue Family, and on the third and fourth you visit other relatives," which means on the first day of the Lunar New Year, one should pay respect to their parents and elders, on the second day, sons-in-law pay respects at their in-laws’, and from the third day onwards, it is time to visit other relatives.

In Jing City, both the Mo Family and Mo Li had no other relatives. Mo Yan thought she could sleep in peacefully until the market reopened on the seventh day, but not long after dawn, the courtyard door was knocked, and she had to get up, get dressed, and open the door.

"Little boss, may your new year be filled with great fortune!"

"Little boss, happy new year!"

"Yan girl, your uncles have come over to pay a New Year’s visit!"

The simultaneous New Year’s greetings startled Mo Yan. She took a closer look and realized it was Zhang Dayou, Zhang Erniu, Lin Laogen, and twelve others. Behind them was a large crowd of men, women, and children—a dense throng.

Mo Yan recognized these people; they were also from the Mo Family Village, which had been relocated to Liu Yang Village.

After exchanging greetings, Mo Yan ushered them into the main hall. She quickly knocked on her father’s door and woke Xin Er, asking her to take care of the children brought by the adults.

The Mo Family’s clan had not come to offer New Year’s greetings yesterday. While Mo Yan had visited Liu Yang Village and stopped by each household, she assumed they wouldn’t come all this way today, but here they were, arriving in groups of two or three, amounting to quite a number.

Mo Qingze quickly got dressed and came out to entertain the guests, which led to a round of cheerful exchanges, and the house was filled with laughter.

"Hey, who didn’t know back then that Brother Qingze was the most promising of Mo Family Village? Look now, settling down in the same place, it’s Qingze’s family that has the best life."

"That’s right, Brother Qingze is capable. The business he’s running in the city is so big; how can we compare?"

"Why bother with such courtesies? We’re all descendants of the same ancestor. If Qingze does well, we all bask in his reflected glory!"

"..."

Surrounded by a group of peers who had mocked him to his face, showered with flattering compliments, Mo Qingze was uncomfortable and felt awkward, but he could only smile and say, "Oh, it’s nothing. I was just a bit more fortunate. Thankfully, we all passed through that disaster safely. Things will get better."

"Indeed, as a scholar, the words you speak are exceptional!"

"Exactly, Brother Qingze’s fortune is still growing!"

Pleasant words flew out as if their lives depended on it, as if they all collectively suffered from amnesia and forgot the icy mockery and scorn they threw at Mo Qingze when he was cuckolded.

Zhang Dayou, Zhang Erniu, and the others listened with their eyes wide open and tongues tied, embarrassed for these people. Since they are brothers of the same clan, is such bootlicking really necessary?

The sound in the main hall was not quiet. Additionally, with the kitchen door open, Mo Yan, who was kindling the fire to cook dumplings, easily overheard these conversations and twitched at the corner of her mouth, at a loss for what to say.

It seemed these people were taking advantage of the New Year’s greetings to mend fences, for in their eyes, her family was now deemed remarkably wealthy.

"Big sister, those bratty kids are so annoying; they took away all of Zhenzhen’s clay horses and clay figures."

Zhenzhen ran in fuming, her pouty mouth so protruding that it could hang an oil bottle.

Without lifting her head, Mo Yan stuffed another log into the stove and responded, "That’s what you get for showing off. Serves you right!"

Having come to seek comfort, Zhenzhen was scolded by her own older sister instead, and pouted, kicking the kindling in a fit of pique.

"What’s the matter, still not convinced? If you hadn’t shown off and taken out those toys to play with, would they have gone looking in your room?"

How could Mo Yan not understand the little one’s mindset? Seemingly more well-behaved and sensible than peers her age, she was still a six-year-old child, with a strong sense of vanity. It was normal for her to like showing off her possessions, but this time, she clearly went overboard.

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