Chapter 61: Chapter 61 Heartache
From the main room, the feeble response of Old Master Mo echoed from afar.
“Xuexue, how have you turned into this? You show no respect for your elders.”
Mo Xiaoqiang looked at Xuexue with a pained expression, feeling like he no longer recognized his daughter. The obedient and considerate Xuexue had seemed to become a completely different person since he took a concubine.
“Father is no different. Ever since you took a concubine, you’ve become heartless and don’t care about the life and death of your wife and daughter. My heart has grown cold, just following your example,” Xuexue said disdainfully, glancing at the seductive Auntie Sun beside him.
Mo Xiaoqiang was at a loss for words. In fact, it seemed to be true. Old Lady Mo, eager for a grandson, would push him and Auntie Sun into their room at every opportunity, hoping they would conceive a son soon. During this period, he had indeed been basking in Auntie Sun’s gentle affections, forgetting the passing of time and neglecting his yellow-faced wife, Madam Xie.
“Oh dear, husband, why even bother getting upset with her? She’s just a money-losing proposition,” Auntie Sun said contemptuously, grabbing Mo Xiaoqiang’s hand and placing it on her belly, “We might already be expecting a son.”
Indeed, with the amount of time they spent entangled together day and night, conceiving a child would hardly be surprising.
Upon hearing this, Mo Xiaoqiang’s expression immediately changed from anger to joy. If it were really so, he would have liked to see if those gossipy old women in the village still dared to say that he was without heirs.
“Hmph! Even if you can’t bear a child, you dream of having a son? Keep dreaming,” Xuexue muttered quietly, just loudly enough for everyone to hear.
Madam Ruan and Mo Daoyan couldn’t help but cover their mouths and giggle upon hearing this.
As for the two in question, they were seething with rage.
Auntie Sun was trembling with anger, her eyes fiercely fixed on Xuexue, “You…”
Having married into the Mo family, her aspiration was to secure her comfort by bearing a son, and now Xuexue’s ominous words had Auntie Sun wishing she could flay her alive.
Like a cat with its tail stepped on, Mo Xiaoqiang immediately sprang up, shouting angrily, “Impertinence!”
Xuexue widened her eyes, innocently asking, “What did I say?”
Mo Xiaoqiang was at a loss for words. He certainly couldn’t admit that his daughter had just implied he was unable to father a son. As the saying goes, one is most sensitive about their shortcomings, and this was certainly not something he could voice.
It was Auntie Sun who screeched, “This little cheap person actually dares to curse me with infertility. Believe it or not, I’ll tear that foul mouth of yours.”
After speaking, she rolled up her sleeves, ready to go after Xuexue.
At that moment, Old Master Mo came out with the Land and House Deeds, glaring at Auntie Sun, “Enough, stop causing trouble. The village head is still here. What kind of decorum is this with all the noise and quarreling, you’ll make us a laughing stock.”
Xuexue surreptitiously made a face at Auntie Sun and mouthed a silent taunt, “Come on, come hit me!”
Auntie Sun understood perfectly and glared daggers at her, but was powerless to act.
The village head, as the witness, personally handed over the Land and House Deeds of the old residence to Xuexue.
The household registration was also promised to be settled by the village head, who would help the mother and daughter get their independence at the Yamen in a few days.
Holding leverage over him, Old Master Mo also readily agreed to provide living expenses the very next day, after which the village head took his leave.
Having settled the affairs, it was already late at night. The unexpected visit from the village head had scared the Mo family members into remaining on an empty stomach, not having had their dinner yet.
Xuexue went into the kitchen, packed a basket with plenty of rice and dishes, and even took the cured meat that no one dared to touch on ordinary days, guessing that at this critical moment, even Old Lady Mo would not dare to pick a quarrel.