Farm Girl's Manor-Chapter 1283 - 402: Omen, The Death of Master Du Jie

The bearded man was unconcerned, sneering, "What does it matter if she has a fierce beast to protect her? Can any beast be stronger than us? Maybe that person deliberately said that, just trying to get more benefits! Once the others arrive, we’ll grab that girl. I refuse to believe so many of us can’t handle a little girl, and it’s best to capture her whole family while we’re at it. That way, our chances of success would be even greater."

But the woman was not so optimistic and, concerned about stumbling at a critical moment, reminded him again, "We should still be cautious. Let’s discuss the specifics when the others arrive. We can’t afford any mistakes..."

"Enough already, Weiya, you’re just too timid. You’re never decisive," the bearded man said impatiently, waving his hand to interrupt her, "I know what I’m doing, I won’t mess this up! With Chu Jing under martial law, we should first figure out if we can get back in touch with that man. Without his help, even if we manage to kidnap that girl, we might not be able to rescue Weier and the others."

When the woman Weiya heard the man mention her brother Weier, any dissatisfaction she had been feeling was instantly suppressed, and she nodded, seemingly in agreement with the bearded man’s suggestion.

Mo Yan had bought some honey candy, and asking the old vendor to break it into small pieces caused a slight delay. By the time she passed the alley again, there was no one there.

She shook her head, not understanding why she was so concerned about two strangers. She chalked it up to the pair being unusually conspicuous in the crowd. After mocking herself, she walked to the teahouse with the honey candy wrapped in oil paper.

After sitting for a while in the teahouse and having an in-depth conversation with the waiter about the nearby scenic spots of Peach Blossom Town, the family roughly decided on their next destination. After a short rest, they spent five pieces of silver to hire a local count to lead them there.

For the next few days, the family continued to tour the towns near Jing City, visiting almost every noteworthy place and sampling every local specialty. They were so happy that they wished they could continue their travels.

Unfortunately, Mo Qingze’s marriage leave was only ten days, and they only had five days for the trip. Even though the mother and daughters were reluctant, they had to return home. Besides, in two days, it would be the full-month celebration for the eldest grandson, and the father and daughter of the Mo Family definitely needed to attend and prepare the gifts.

"Mother, this is the medicinal herb mix I prepared for you and father to nourish the body. Please have Aunt Sun make it every three days. The recipe is simple, and I’ve written it down on paper. Just read it to Aunt Sun a few times, and she’ll know how to make it."

That evening, after dinner, Mo Yan knocked on her parents’ door, holding two large boxes filled with herbs that nurtured both yin and yang; consuming them as a medicinal diet was beneficial for the body.

"You are such a thoughtful child," Cui Qingrou said, moved, as she took the boxes from Mo Yan. After this outing, she finally realized that her health was indeed much worse compared to her in-laws, and she had come to accept the medicinal diet she once disliked, "Your father can take his share with him tomorrow. I don’t need mine."

"Why not?" Mo Yan, thinking Cui Qingrou didn’t want to take the medicine, said encouragingly, "I have specifically tailored this according to your constitution, Mother. If you finish it, it could cure some of your chronic conditions. Even if you don’t like it, you should consider your health."

Upon hearing this, Cui Qingrou knew her daughter had misunderstood and quickly explained, "It’s not that Mother won’t take it, but since I’ll be staying at home, there’s no need to bring it to Scholar Mansion."

At that, Mo Yan grew even more puzzled, "Mother, aren’t you going with father to Scholar Mansion? Why not?"

Cui Qingrou wore an equally surprised expression as she said without hesitation, "This is our home, and I am now your mother. Naturally, I should stay here to take care of you, not abandon you girls to follow your father to Scholar Mansion. What would that look like?"

Mo Yan heard this and couldn’t help but be torn between laughter and tears, "You and father are husband and wife, why can’t you stay at Scholar Mansion? Besides, my sisters and I aren’t babies who need adults to watch over. You should go with father without worry. I’m counting on you to watch over him, so he doesn’t get so lost in his books that he forgets to eat and sleep."

At that moment, Mo Qingze, who had finished packing his belongings, walked out of the study. Hearing his daughter speaking about him to his wife, he couldn’t help but flick her on the forehead, "You talk too much."