Chapter 538: Chapter 538 Eating Sunflower Seeds Chapter 538: Chapter 538 Eating Sunflower Seeds Madam Ruan, who was cracking sunflower seeds, her eyes lit up at the news. She hastily shoved the seeds into her pocket, clapped her hands clean, stood up, and hurried home.
Old Lady Mo moved a stool to sit in the courtyard, waiting for Madam Xie to deliver the watermelons.
“Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, I have good news,” Madam Ruan called out loudly as she entered the courtyard.
Old Lady Mo cast an impatient glance at her with her sharp, triangular eyes. This old maid was always making a fuss over nothing.
“The eldest uncle is in the watermelon field.”
“Qiangqiang?” Old Lady Mo looked surprised. “How do you know?”
“The whole village knows. People are gossiping, wondering whether your son has gotten back together with Madam Xie?”
“That’s good news! What are you fussing about?”
“Oh! Mother-in-law, this is a great opportunity. With the eldest uncle in the watermelon field, we should hurry over with our baskets to pick watermelons. I heard that Xuexue, that wretched girl, has gone to town and isn’t home. This is a once-in-a-lifetime chance,” Madam Ruan nearly panicked.
Upon hearing this, Old Lady Mo slapped her thighs, “Oh my! How could I, an old woman, not have thought of this! Quick, quick, fetch the baskets.”
Madam Ruan joyfully responded, turned around, and hurriedly ran to the woodshed, which also served as the storage for farming tools.
“Don’t forget to call Yaner too,” Old Lady Mo called out behind her. The more hands, the better, and the more watermelons they could carry.
Shortly after, Mr. and Mrs. Mo Daoyan, and Old Lady Mo, each with a basket on their shoulders, excitedly ran toward the watermelon field, thinking they would definitely return fully loaded.
Old Lady Mo’s heart swelled with joy; the watermelons they were about to take home would surely bring in a substantial amount of silver.
“Qiangqiang, Qiangqiang, your mother is coming!” Before even reaching the edge of the field, Old Lady Mo shouted excitedly to Mo Xiaoqiang, who was picking watermelons in the field.
Mo Xiaoqiang, who was picking watermelons, looked up upon hearing the call. He saw Old Lady Mo and Mr. and Mrs. Mo Daoyan, each with a basket on their shoulders, rushing towards the field, and was utterly baffled.
“What are you doing here?” Mo Xiaoqiang yelled at them.
Mo Daoyan, being cagey, didn’t directly say they were there to steal the watermelons. “Big brother, we’re here to help!”
After all, they were family, and having lived together for decades, Mo Xiaoqiang knew what they were like.
“You’re all early risers only when there’s something in it for you. Would you really come to help without any reason?” Mo Xiaoqiang was highly critical of them and didn’t mince his words.
Old Lady Mo’s face darkened. She stood on the ridge of the field with a basket on her shoulder, glaring at Mo Xiaoqiang in the field: “Qiangqiang, is this any way to speak of your own mother and brother?”
Describing them as lowlifes truly enraged her.
Although Old Lady Mo was uneducated, she knew that being called a lowlife was no compliment.
Mo Xiaoqiang: “And what about it? As the eldest son, if I have no right to manage the family’s property, do I not even have the right to speak?”
Old Lady Mo put her basket down, rolled up her trouser legs, and carefully stepped into the watermelon field: “I won’t argue with you. I need to get these watermelons home. The sun is too intense, and an old woman like me shouldn’t be out in it too long.”
With that, she walked into the watermelon field.
Seeing this, Mr. and Mrs. Mo Daoyan followed suit, setting down their baskets, rolling up their trouser legs, and sleeves, preparing to dive into work, and followed behind Old Lady Mo.