Queen Revenge

Chapter 283: the Mo family story



It’s been a long time since I’ve had a meal cooked by Martin Mo, I raised my lips and smiled, “I’d be honored.”

“Good, then I’ll go get the groceries now.” Martin Mo slapped the front of the car, jumped down, and said to his coworker Xiao Zhang, “I’m leaving work early today, so I’ll leave the rest to you guys.”

Martin Mo was well connected here, Xiao Zhang laughed, “No problem, just feel free to go on a date with your sister-in-law, we’ll take care of the rest.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” Martin Mo threw the water bottle over, “Work with your heart.”

“Understood.” Xiao Zhang smiled and dodged it.

Some things, some words, just listen to them, no need to be too serious.

As for Martin Mo’s colleague’s misunderstanding of me as his sister-in-law, I’ll just pretend I didn’t hear it, so that we won’t feel embarrassed.

Martin Mo drove away a freshly repaired car from the garage, and we went to the vegetable market next door to buy some aquatic products. He said, “You women need to eat more of these high-protein foods, it’s good for your skin.”

“You’re quite knowledgeable about that.”

“The stall owner said so.” Martin Mo pointed to the owner and said to me quietly, “His wife just eats these every day, her skin is particularly well maintained, and she has put a few green hats on his head this year.”

At that, I was a little surprised.

Not surprised that a woman I don’t know gave her husband a cuckold, but surprised that Martin Mo will also gossip about these things.

I looked in front of me wearing cheap clothes, face is still a little dirty, hand carrying bags of vegetables Martin Mo, he is no longer the Mo family spend money like dirt, at this time he is the same as everyone who comes here to buy food, ordinary, grounded, will not feel half a bit out of place.

The owner of the aquatic store handed Martin Mo the disemboweled fish with a silly smile, “I’ll give you a packet of hot pot ingredients.”

“Okay.” Martin Mo nonchalantly accepted it and asked, seemingly casually, “Where’s the boss’s wife? I haven’t seen her.”

Mentioning his daughter-in-law, the aquatic store owner had a smile on his face, “She went to play poker, she had a good hand these days and won quite a lot of money, she had a lot of hard times with me in the early years, now it’s time for her to enjoy herself.”

“I wish your family happiness.” Martin Mo smiled and carried the fish towards the exit.

I followed at his side, and after a few steps, he said to me, “Alva, see, this is life, if you want to live a good life, you need to wear some green on your head.”

“What are you talking about.” I was surprised that Martin Mo thought that way.

How can a husband and wife be happy if they look like they’re in love.

Martin Mo laughed: “The so-called live as you wish is to swallow the glass of life into your stomach, even if your stomach is twisted up and full of blood, it will take half your life, then you have to endure it, that’s what a man is, that’s what life is.”

Although he smiled, the smile was cold.

Such a Martin Mo gave me an unreadable, eerie, frightened feeling.

“Martin Mo,” I called his name softly once.

Martin Mo smiled, “Let’s go, if we don’t go back and cook, dinner will be a midnight snack.”

I messaged Jane Hasis and told her I wasn’t going back for dinner and would have to stay late.

I went with Martin Mo to the place where he lived, Uncle Mo was lying on the bed, looking at me, smiling and nodding to me as a greeting.

From his smile, I could tell that he welcomed me.

Martin Mo said, “You stay with my father for a while, I’ll go to the kitchen to cook.”

The kitchen was so small that only one person could fit inside.

The environment of the silo is very bad, with Martin Mo’s ability, even if he is not the Mo family’s youngest son, he can still live a good life, without having to live in this place.

I was very puzzled by his approach.

Uncle Mo pointed to the fruits on the table next to him and gestured for me to eat.

I smiled and shook my head, “No no no.”

I really didn’t have much to talk about with him yet, and the only thing I could talk about was Martin Mo.

I glanced at Martin Mo in the kitchen and asked Uncle Mo, “Do you want to go back to THE Mo family?”

Although the fortune-telling master told the two men’s fortunes, for the sake of THE MO FAMILY, for the sake of the two men, which sent Uncle Mo out of THE MO FAMILY, leaving behind Old Man Mo, but this matter has been over for several decades, and Uncle Mo has become like this, can THE MO FAMILY still be superstitious? They don’t even want their last relative?

I think that people have the complex of recognizing their ancestors and returning to their roots, the more they reach a certain age, the stronger this idea is, Uncle Mo should also want to go back to the Mo family.

My words made him silent, deep-set eye sockets full of tangled, and I can not understand the vicissitudes.

After a long time, he shook his head.

It was obvious that he wanted to go back, there was longing in his eyes, but there was also resistance and fear, in the ten seconds or so that he hesitated, he must have thought about going back.

At that time, I only regarded the fear in his eyes as “near-home feeling”, and didn’t know the story behind it.

Suddenly, Uncle Mo grabbed my hand, a little too emotionally, waving his hand, I do not know what he wanted to express.

At this time, Martin Mo came out and said, “My father said that he can see that I only listen to you, and asked you to help persuade me not to be angry with Mo Tianxiong.”

Martin Mo is not as simple as being angry with Mr. Mo, he is now hating THE Mo family.

Uncle Mo nodded his head, he meant what Martin Mo said, he looked at me and then at Martin Mo, his eyes were anxious.

“Don’t you hate THE Mo family for sending you away back then?” I frowned, and asked, “A fortune teller’s words made you and your own brother have two very different fates, and you don’t resent that?”

Uncle Mo turned his cloudy eyes and stared at the cobwebbed roof.

Martin Mo had lived with Uncle Mo for a long time and naturally understood what he was trying to say.

Martin Mo snorted coldly, “How could he complain, he even told me not to hate THE Mo family, he was generous.”

Uncle Mo’s eyes dimmed.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, I looked at Uncle Mo’s expression, I really can’t feel hate, but rather feel a kind of self-blame.

This is very strange, the Mo family abandoned him, anyone else’s heart will be unbalanced, after all, the gap between the two lives is too big, but he does not hate, but also let Martin Mo do not hate.

I looked at uncle Mo: “things have gone so many years, now the Mo family only left your brother alone, he has no children on his knees, you and Martin Mo is his only relative, before the feudal superstition, now what kind of society, who still believe in the words of a fortune-teller, if he knows you are still alive, must be very happy. ”

My words made Uncle Mo’s eyes widen, hastily waving his hand without a palm, wanting to say something, but his mouth couldn’t speak and his hand couldn’t gesture.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

I looked to Martin Mo and inquired what he meant by this expression.

Martin Mo said, “My dad doesn’t want to go back, and he doesn’t want that person to know that he’s still alive, THE MO FAMILY didn’t want him back then, so it has nothing to do with THE MO FAMILY, what’s the point of licking your chops and going to the door at this time.”

This tone of voice carried a strong sense of resentment.

the Mo family is now in a mess, Martin Mo only wants to accompany Uncle Mo to finish his last journey, coupled with Martin Mo’s hatred towards the Mo family, he definitely won’t go back now.

“The dishes are ready, I’ll serve the dishes.” Martin Mo finished the two dishes and brought them out first: “There’s also a soup with steamed vegetables in the pot, we’ll be able to eat it in a while.”

Martin Mo wiped his hands and walked towards the bedside, “Dad, I’ll help you sit up and drink the Chinese medicine first.”

Uncle Mo’s lower body was completely immobile.

Martin Mo helped him up, the smell of the Chinese medicine was very strong, Martin Mo’s end came out and the room was filled with the smell of medicine.

I stood by and watched Uncle Mo drink the bitter Chinese medicine, and suddenly remembered something.

I gave Martin Mo a wink, and when he had fed him the medicine, I followed him to the kitchen and asked him in a low voice, “Your father, he doesn’t know about your marriage? And doesn’t know you have a daughter?”

“Didn’t tell him and didn’t have to.” Martin Mo took a cleaver and chopped cilantro, his tone casual, not treating Hilli as if she were his wife.

I hesitated and said, “Martin Mo, don’t blame me for talking too much, if you don’t step forward, you will have two more sons, Hill Yi said that Master Mo found another surrogate and it has been successful, no surprise, the two children that bleed your blood will be born.”

Upon hearing this, Martin Mo’s chopping action was given a beat, and he snorted coldly, “Whatever he wants, it’s his business whether he does it or not, and it’s my business whether he recognizes it or not.”

This is not a question of recognizing or not recognizing, when the time comes to really get a few children who are related to him, it’s really worrying.

It’s also an injustice for the children who come out of test tubes, and it’s also pathetic to come into this world as a tool for property fights.

“By the way, Hill Yi said that inside the will you made, the shares were left to me, Martin Mo, you’re a social face, why did you do that.”

“Hill Yi is my legal wife, but her heart is ultimately toward the Hill family, and I have no one to succeed me, so after thinking about it, I can only leave it to you, so that you can pick up a bargain.” Martin Mo said in a tone of I’ve got the advantage but still selling the good, “Since you care so much about Hill Yi fighting with that person, then you step in and collect those shares, they also can’t make trouble.”

“I’ve only gotten out of the wolf’s den and not into the tiger’s den.”

If this matter didn’t involve Martin Mo, I wouldn’t have asked.

Martin Mo laughed: “You also knew that it was a den of wolves and tigers, and you still pushed me into it.”

“Don’t steal concepts.”

The words just fell, my cell phone rang, touching out the phone to see the caller ID, I immediately looked at Martin Mo.


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