Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord-Chapter 1694: Wronged
Mo Daoyan was smarter than Madam Ruan. He didn’t say directly that his son was the murderer, but said that his son was wrongfully accused and awaited the Great Master to return his innocence.
"What’s there to return? Our son is already locked up. Isn’t it obvious they’re trying to frame him?"
Madam Ruan was heartbroken, always fearing that her son might be sentenced to death. How could she have the mind for anything else?
The county magistrate was analyzing the case, and suddenly a mad old maid jumped out, crying and shouting at him, causing him to frown and shout: "Who are you? Making such a ruckus here, can’t you see the Great Master is investigating the case?"
The Great Master was angry.
Mo Daoyan quickly pulled his wife down to her knees, knocked their heads on the ground a few times, and then said, "Your Honor, I am the youngest son of the deceased, named Mo Daoyan. This crying woman is my humble wife; because our son suddenly became a suspect, she was heartbroken and offended you. I beg for your forgiveness, Your Honor."
So that was the case. The county magistrate nodded, "This time I’ll let you off, but if you dare to make a noise again, I won’t be so lenient."
"Thank you, Great Master, thank you, Great Master." Mo Daoyan pressed Madam Ruan’s head down, forcing her to kowtow several times to the county magistrate, then pulled her up together with him.
Normally, Madam Ruan would have exploded long ago, but now her mind was entirely focused on how to save her son. She did not react at all to Mo Daoyan’s behavior.
Xuexue and Long Rui were invited over by the village head. They sat by and listened.
Actually, Xuexue didn’t want to come, but there was nothing to do at home, so she came to watch the commotion. The Mo family, who had once oppressed her and her mother, was now ruined. She’s not a saint, and she was surprisingly in a good mood.
Weren’t they always placing importance on carrying on the family line? Now, everything has fallen apart, leaving nothing but a broken family. It’s truly laughable.
For those intangible things, the two old folks of the Mo family tormented her and her mother until they were neither human nor ghost! Now, one was killed by his most beloved grandson, and the other was out wandering, struggling for three meals a day.
One day, while Xuexue was passing by a dilapidated temple, she saw Old Lady Mo in rags, so starved she was emaciated, digging up tree roots to eat.
It seems that the Mo family’s two brothers hadn’t sent her any food recently, and she didn’t dare to return to Mo Family Village, so she was so hungry that she resorted to digging up tree roots to eat.
Everyone had arrived, and the village head had several young men from the village bring Mo Hengjian and Cui Hua over.
After only one night apart, the once high-spirited Mo Hengjian looked entirely haggard. After a night of contemplation, the arrogance from last night’s murder had completely vanished.
Like a startled rabbit, he walked in with his head lowered, letting the young men push him along.
Seeing this, Mo Daoyan and his wife felt an indescribable pain. Their former treasure of a son had become a murderer, which was unbearable for anyone.
Especially for Madam Ruan, who seemed to go mad trying to rush forward to hug her son, only to be tightly held back by Mo Daoyan: "Dear, you must stay calm. If you anger the county magistrate, our son will suffer even more."
"Jianjian, my Jianjian! Waaaa...!"
Madam Ruan collapsed into her husband’s arms, weeping bitterly.
As long as his wife wasn’t causing a scene, it was fine. Mo Daoyan patted her back, comforting her.
The main hall of the old residence had been turned into a temporary courtroom. The county magistrate, dressed in an official robe and filled with a righteous air, sat in the center, with Xuexue and Long Rui sitting nearby.
The county magistrate habitually slapped the table: "Bang! Bring the accused up."
