Chapter 251

Aunt Fang was sent back to the jade family. Several elders and the old lady who had been waiting in the front hall of the Mo mansion officially removed aunt Fang from the family tree.

Aunt Fang is different from ordinary aunts. She has the only son of Mohua Wen. Naturally, she is a valuable concubine, so she also wrote down a sum in the genealogy. In case of such a thing, of course, it is impossible for her to officially drive aunt Fang out of Mo's house in front of several elders in Mohua's genealogy.

Mo Yufeng was the last one to know. At that time, he was still fooling around in the brothel. He heard the message from the boys around him. It was too late to come back. Mu had become a boat, and aunt fang had been sent away.

After hearing what happened, Mo Yufeng rushed to Qingwei garden.

When he entered the door, he kicked the little maid who answered the door and went to the room in a rage.

"Young master, the young lady is resting and doesn't want to see anyone." Mo Yu came out of the door. Seeing that the situation was bad, he hurried forward to stop him.

"Bitch, you dare to stop me." Mo Yufeng was slapped on his face. When he hit Mo Yuli, he fell to the ground and bled in a quarrel.

"What does elder brother mean by coming here? Is it to teach my maid a lesson?" When the door curtain was lifted, the black snow pupil stood there coldly, with no warmth in his eyebrows and eyes. His eyes looked at the black feather maple, sharp and fierce in the deep and quiet, completely different from the usual weak appearance.

"You disobedient and unfilial little bitch, how can you treat my mother like this? My mother is still your elder. You dare, you dare..." Mo Yufeng roared and almost rushed to the threshold. He was stopped by Mo ye and blocked outside the door. Mo Yufeng also wanted to rush up. He was pushed away by Mo ye every time, and only jumped down and scolded angrily.

"You're here to teach me a lesson. If so, you'd better go. You're not welcome here." Moxue Tong's eyes looked at the jumping Moyu maple, only feeling sad for his father. There is still the image of your childe, which is basically a rogue.

She was not in the mood to deal with such people. She simply turned and walked in.

"Mo Xuetong, you dare say you didn't frame my mother, you dare say..." Mo Yufeng saw that Mo Xuetong avoided and jumped more and more fiercely, pointing to the back of Mo Xuetong and scolded.

"Mo ye, beat him out." Mo Xuetong stood still and paused. Suddenly, he turned his head and said coldly to Mo Yufeng.

As soon as Mo Ye listened, his fingers twisted and twisted with each other, and walked down, with a sneer and gloom on the corners of his mouth.

"You dare to beat me, and you dare to send someone to beat me. It's against heaven. I'm your big brother!" Mo Yufeng was startled by her expression and said angrily.

"Elder brother? I dare not have such a elder brother as you. Can a son born to an aunt really be my eldest brother? Just now I heard you say how your mother is and how your mother is. It's a pity that your mother has hurt my mother. We are doomed not to be good. What's more, do you still want to inherit the family business? A bastard born to a vicious woman Son, how can my father have no idea. " Mo Xuetong stood at the threshold and looked coldly at the Mo Yufeng below.

Her eyes were deep and clear, as if they were sharp needles. They were close to Mo Yufeng. The dark and cold air made him dare not look directly at him. Mo Yufeng turned his head uneasily to avoid those eyes that seemed to be burning in anger but cold as ice.

Strong hatred and anger intertwined, so that Mo Xuetong almost wanted to cut off Mo Yufeng's neck.

In her last life, aunt fang had no fear because of his existence, and Mo Xuemin killed herself. If it weren't for her father's consideration of his only son, how could she end up like this? Today, aunt Fang herself confessed that she hurt her mother, but her father just sent her back to Yu's house.

This is because she was so proud that she gave birth to the only son of the Mo mansion.

Hate, how can she not hate!

"You talk nonsense, aunt is not such a person!" Forced by the momentum of Mo Xuemin's regret, Mo Yufeng involuntarily weakened and argued, but quietly changed his mother's title to aunt.

"My father is only in his thirties now. It's no problem to have a legitimate son right away. Do you think my father will trust you as much as before, and that you can inherit everything in this family and think it's all yours!" Mo Xue Tong said coldly, stabbing at Mo Yu Maple one needle at a time.

Mo Xuemin escaped again and aunt Fang sent her back, which made her heart extremely dull. She just wanted to vent her evil spirit. At this time, she would not bear it and said mercilessly.

Since the brothers and sisters have never regarded themselves as relatives, she will never give in to them again.

The painful experience of her last life made her understand that some people pay attention to stepping on others' shoulders. If you are a rabbit, you only have to be trampled. In this life, she has to be a cunning and ferocious Fox and never be a helpless sheep.

"No, it's impossible. Everything in the Mo mansion is mine. My aunt said that everything in my father's house is mine, and everything is mine." Mo Yufeng was driven crazy by Mo Xuetong. His eyes were blood red and stared at Mo Xuetong fiercely. "What if my father marries again in the future? I will make her unable to have a legitimate son. At that time, I will still be the only son in the house. When I become a home, everything in the house is not all mine."

Thinking that his mother was driven away by others alone, but his father wanted to marry a new man, Mo Yufeng gnawed his teeth. From small to large, aunt Fang has always taught him that everything in the Mo house is his thought. In his consciousness, of course, all this will be his. Now I hear that there may be a legitimate son, I feel like someone robbed me of all the same pain.

"Mo Xuetong, when I become this family, you can only live on my nose in the future. I'll send you to Shijia temple and let you be an old girl who can't get married all your life, so that you can die like your mother."

When Mo Huawen came in, he was hearing Mo Yufeng's oath and the way he waved his fist at Mo Xuetong in a vicious and crazy way. He couldn't help being angry. He slapped Mo Yufeng and scolded angrily: "rebel!"

He has already felt shameless to tong'er. This bitch of life dares to threaten her.

She looked at her grievance with stoic eyes, tightly pursed her lips, without a trace of blood color, but still clenched her fist and stood there. The pain in her heart was like a sharp cone. He was sorry for tong'er after all.

Looking at his son, who covered his face in front of him and was stunned by his appearance, his eyes were not only disappointed, but also disappointed.

The son of a concubine is indeed a son of a concubine. He doesn't have the slightest education. If it falls into the eyes of others, it can't be passed on.

Maybe it's really better to follow the string quickly. We can't let tong'er be alone at home. For the first time, Mohua Wen urgently wants to marry Xu Yan home. The woman seems to get along well with tong'er and is a relative. She used to grow up in the Fuguo government. Naturally, she won't treat tong'er badly, and she can also solve tong'er's heart knot.

"Father!" Mo Yufeng looked in amazement and suddenly appeared in Mo Huawen. Looking at the angry eyes, he just felt cold and shivered. He suddenly woke up and knelt on the ground: "father, father, it's Yuer's fault. I shouldn't find trouble with my third sister. Just now I drank too much, so I spoke recklessly and begged my father to spare Yuer."

Mo Yufeng was not so impulsive at ordinary times. At this time, she trembled with fear. Aunt fang had such a big thing. As a son, she threatened her sister again. As soon as her father loved the bitch, he couldn't add fuel to the fire.

"I dare not be your father. Didn't you not let me have a legitimate son? Didn't you say that everything in this house belongs to you? Didn't you want to send your sister to the family temple and let her die in obscurity!" Mo Huawen asked coldly. Every time he asked, his face was even colder.

"Father, father and son are unintentional losses. It's not true. Today, I was so upset because I suddenly heard about Aunt Fang and lost my mind." Mo Yufeng was forced to kowtow and begged.

"Somebody, take the young master away and let him go back to his yard to study. If he goes out to fool around again, he will directly break his leg." Mo Huawen frowned and said fiercely.

Someone had already come up and dragged the crying Maple down.

Watching Mo Yufeng being pulled away, Mo Xuetong looked coldly at her father under the high rank. The alienation of the fundus was not as soft and gentle as usual. Although she wanted to understand her father, she really couldn't understand that her mother was killed by Aunt Fang. Her father knew, but she just handled it without pain or itch.

Mother's hatred, mother's resentment, mother's heart pain... Is this treatment only because mother didn't give birth to a son!

Children, children are really so important to men!

"Tong'er..." Mo Huawen looked at the ink snow Tong standing in the corridor, which was obviously fragile and about to break. He was so patient, so painful, his lips were pursed, his mouth was pale, and the injury on the fundus of his eyes could not be concealed. He looked at others with vigilance like a wounded little beast, and used a kind of fierce to frame his strong mask.

"Father, please go back. Tong'er is tired." Some hoarse, some tired, ink snow pupil only felt physically and mentally tired, his hands clenched at the bottom, and the sharp pain in the palm made her wake up a little and say slowly.

She was really tired and didn't know what to say to Mohua Wen. She just felt that there was no light in her life.

Even if you find the real murderer, your mother can't live, and your father hasn't avenged her, what's the point of looking for the real murderer.

Looking at his daughter's fragile face, mohuawen only felt distressed and felt almost embarrassed. He forced out a smile and said softly, "if you're tired, go to bed early and don't hurt your body."

Looking at Mo Xuetong without saying a word, she turned around holding the maid hard, as if Luo Xia was weak and strong. With that weak shoulder, the woman carried everything alone and left silently for herself and her children, just for preservation. However, for the first time, Mo Huawen doubted her decision.

Why did she insist on going her own way, why couldn't she discuss with him before making a decision, why didn't she say it before he was there? She didn't believe herself after so many years of husband and wife love. She would do what she said, and even accepted several aunts.

She wanted him to have both sons and daughters, and he gave birth to sons and daughters.

She wanted her children to be born in an inconspicuous position, and he also did it. He ranked third, not ahead but not behind. There were big ones in front and small ones in back.

He listened to her and was willing to do anything for her, but she finally decided to leave her father and daughter. Is it really right! Why didn't she wait until he came up with a way to make a decision? Even if the husband, wife and daughter avoided the countryside, it was much better than what they are now.

Unable to breathe with heartache, he looked at his daughter as if she were absolutely determined. Mohua Wen held the trunk, opened his eyes and pressed down his mouth... He couldn't explain some words! Can his pupils really understand him?