Chapter 578: Chapter 578: A Disaster Lasting a Thousand Years Chapter 578: Chapter 578: A Disaster Lasting a Thousand Years “It also depends on what your dear mother has done,” Mo Daoyan said, his face flushed with anger, as he had been ridiculed by the villagers today for being a fool, and he was bursting with frustration.
“Mother has been with you for over a decade, yet you don’t trust her but trust a stranger instead. Father, I’m very disappointed in you,” she said.
Speaking of this matter, Mo Daoyan became infuriated. When he first met Ruan Xinzhi, because he was dressed as a Mage, Mo Daoyan hadn’t paid much attention to him. However, later, when Ruan Xinzhi confessed that he was from the same village as Madam Ruan and they were lovers, Mo Daoyan recognized him. Indeed, he had seen him before at Madam Ruan’s parental home and hence, he believed his story completely.
“Your father is not foolish, knows how to discern right from wrong, and my room will not allow that filthy woman to enter. Make her leave immediately,” Mo Daoyan declared with rage, firmly trusting the truth as he saw it.
“Father, with mother in this condition, where do you expect her to sleep?” Mo Xiuzhi, supporting Madam Ruan and with a sorrowful face, said.
“Why should I care where she sleeps? She definitely cannot sleep in my room,” replied Mo Daoyan ruthlessly as he stepped forward to drive them out.
Fearing her mother might get hurt again, Mo Xiuzhi had no choice but to support her to the firewood shed, planning to wait for her father to cool down before letting her mother return to her room.
Luckily, it was June, and the weather was warm. It was bearable even without a blanket, but the woodshed was filthy and full of mosquitoes.
Now, in the eyes of the Mo family, Madam Ruan was a disgraceful prostitute. If it were not out of concern for Mo Hengjian’s future, they would have thrown her out long ago.
Having no alternative, Mo Xiuzhi returned to her room and took her own mosquito net to give to Madam Ruan.
After everything was arranged,
Seeing Madam Ruan barely breathing on the rotten planks, Mo Xiuzhi was terrified. She feared her mother might die just like that. What would become of her? Her brother was the family’s favorite, but she only had her mother’s affection. She couldn’t let anything happen to her mother.
With that in mind, she braced herself and went to seek Old Lady Mo.
Old Lady Mo was in the courtyard chopping pigweed and muttering resentfully, “Damn it all, our Mo family must have committed serious sins in a past life to deserve women like these–not one of them good, either unable to bear sons or stealing men; it’s disgraceful! Truly sinful.”
“Grandmother,” knowing Old Lady Mo was in a bad mood, Mo Xiuzhi still approached, her voice trembling as she called out cautiously.
“What is it?” Old Lady Mo glared fiercely at her. “With plenty of chores left undone, where has everyone gone to die? You’re all so lucky to have this old lady to look after you.”
“No, it’s mother, she…”
“Don’t talk to me about that prostitute.” Old Lady Mo angrily interrupted her before she could finish.
Mo Xiuzhi couldn’t help crying out, “Mother is covered in wounds, I’m afraid she won’t make it.”
“Good if she dies–it would put an end to the disgrace,” Old Lady Mo said spitefully.
“Grandmother, no matter what she has done, she is still mine and my brother’s mother. For the sake of your grandchildren, could you please hire a Doctor to examine her?” pleaded Mo Xiuzhi desperately.
Mo Xiaoqiang entered through the front gate and glanced at Mo Xiuzhi, who was crying. His expression was full of mockery as he said, “As the saying goes, good people don’t live long, disasters linger for a thousand years. This woman has such a vicious heart — rest assured, she won’t die. Why bother hiring a Doctor? Don’t you want to save some Silver?”
He had just returned from town, irritated by the villagers discussing the Fake Monk’s matter. Upon entering the courtyard and hearing Mo Xiuzhi begging Old Lady Mo to hire a Doctor for Madam Ruan, he immediately felt displeased.