Chapter 381: 117: Clever Mrs. Zheng, Meeting the Parents One by One (revised)_3
Lin Fang’s expression quickly turned intolerant, cursing and walking into the house, “Hungry, hungry, always hungry! You old hag, didn’t you just eat this morning?”
The room was a storeroom, filled with a strange smell and assorted items. On a bed in the corner lay a skeletal old woman.
Although the old woman was feeble, her eyes were exceptionally spirited, “Hungry! I am hungry!”
Lin Fang picked up a cold, hard steamed bun and threw it at the old woman’s head, “Eat up! You old hag!”
“Poisonous woman, loose woman! You, you killed my son, you will not have a peaceful death!” the old woman glared at Lin Fang, her eyes seemingly ready to devour.
“You old hag! All you can do is eat and talk!” Lin Fang grabbed the steamed bun and shoved it into the old woman’s mouth.
If it wasn’t for concern about her own reputation, Lin Fang would have gotten rid of this old hag long ago!
Lin Fang warned, “You old hag, if you dare to create any more trouble, watch how I deal with you!”
Lying paralyzed on the bed, the old woman was a helpless target for Lin Fang’s numerous ways of torment.
At these words, the old woman dared not say anything more.
Lin Fang turned and walked back to the living room.
Chang Yue voiced her concerns, “Mom, what will happen to that old lady if you marry into the Shangguan Family?”
Lin Fang responded, “Don’t worry about that. Mom will find a way.”
“Oh.” Chang Yue nodded.
After Mo Qishen returned, he told Grandma Mo about Ni Yang’s visit the next day.
Upon hearing this, Grandma Mo excitedly asked, “Really? You’re not picking on me, are you?”
Mo Qishen chuckled, “Do you think I am teasing you?”
“Good, good! This is great!” Grandma Mo exclaimed, “I must start preparing now! By the way, what does the young lady like to eat?”
After thinking for a while, Mo Qishen replied, “Um, she prefers spicy food and also fruit. Like grapes and lychees, for instance… ”
These fruits were out of season, causing a bit of a dilemma for Grandma Mo.
To get these fruits, they would have to be sourced from outside.
Given the inefficient transportation of the times, a round trip would take at least a week.
“You naughty boy! Why didn’t you mention this yesterday? It’s already dark now, where am I supposed to get these fruits?” Grandma Mo complained to Mo Qishen.
Mo Qishen replied, “Mom, don’t worry, I’ve already prepared these fruits. Now, just go and get a good night’s sleep, and greet your future daughter-in-law with your best spirit tomorrow.”
“You naughty boy!” Grandma Mo playfully slapped Mo Qishen.
Mo Qishen continued, “I’m going to my room now.”
“Goodnight, mom.” Mo Qishen waved at Grandma Mo.
After leaving the room, Mo Qishen immediately went upstairs to share the good news with Grandpa Mo.
Upon hearing the news, Grandpa Mo exclaimed, “Really? Which poor girl has our naughty boy bewitched?”
Despite referring to it as a ‘bewitchment’, the smile on Grandpa Mo’s face couldn’t be hidden.
Initially, Grandpa Mo had been worried that Mo Qishen wouldn’t be able to overcome the shadow of his broken engagement!
Grandma Mo smiled and said, “I don’t know either, and our naughty boy stubbornly refuses to spill any beans! But it doesn’t matter, since we will see the girl tomorrow anyway.”
Grandpa Mo put down the brush in his hand, “As it’s the girl’s first visit, we must not neglect the preparations. Go and tell Pingping and Baichuan. I want everyone to be home tomorrow.”
“Hmm,” Grandma Mo nodded, “You’re right. I’ll go and inform Chuanchuan and the others now.”
With a pleased smile, Grandma Mo went to Mo Baichuan’s room.
Next, Grandma Mo called Lin Pingping.
After learning the entire situation, Lin Pingping hesitated and said, “Aunt, considering that I’m divorced, will the girl’s family feel uncomfortable if I attend such an important occasion?”
Grandma Mo responded, “You silly girl! What time are we living in that you still have such thoughts? Divorce? So what? Divorce is not a disgrace!”
“By coming, you’re showing respect to the girl’s family and also helping to keep an eye on things.”
Upon hearing this, Lin Pingping agreed.
Bright and early the next day, Mo Qishen woke up.
He opened his wardrobe, debating on what to wear, trying on outfit after outfit without satisfaction. Finally, he decided on his frequently worn white shirt.