My Previous Fraternal Twins

After hearing Mo Kun's words, Mo Weiqiang suddenly looked back at him and said, "how can you fool around with your children."

"It's not nonsense. What if she's really wronged? It's cold for the Mohist school to stand up and say a fair word for her." the smile in Mo Kun's eyes reached the tip of his heart.

He didn't blame Tang Wanxin for Mo Yuxin's death. She was responsible for all this.

Tang Wanxin also looked back at Mo Kun with gratitude. He saw his thin body and vicissitudes of life. The light in his eyes was dim and looked a lot older.

Mo Weiqiang is not the unreasonable person, but there is a preconceived idea that Tang Wanxin is the murderer.

But he calmed down after listening to Mo Kun.

My guest, Mo Weiqiang has many doubts about this matter. The more he looks like a murderer, sometimes he is not the real murderer.

"You say, if not, what kind of compensation do you want?" Mo Weiqiang also calmed down.

"I just want an apology from the Mohist school, but I don't want anything else." Tang Wan said heartily.

An apology is not difficult, but they also know that they are the wrong people.

"OK, we promise you." Mo Weiqiang said.

Tang Wanxin shook his head: "I want the mistress's apology. It's the mistress who said I broke grandma's memorial tablet, and the witness is also brought out by the mistress, so I want the mistress's apology."

Su Qi's lips were slightly pricked, and he knew that the master mother of the Mohist school would be humiliated soon.

And Mo Zehai also looked at the daughter-in-law in front of him thoughtfully.

I saw that Tang Wanxin gave full play to his eloquence and tactfulness.

The eyes of the master mother of the Mohist School crossed fiercely.

But now she is like a duck driven to the shelf. She can go five ways.

The master mother of Mohism said calmly, "if we misunderstand you, we will naturally apologize, but if you offend the old lady, you must get out of Mohist's house."

"OK, I agree. Then you should kneel in front of grandma's memorial tablet and knock your head three times, and then apologize to grandma in front of all the elders and ancestors of the Mohist family." Tang Wanxin said slowly.

The Mohist master mother's eyes moved slightly, and she couldn't help getting nervous at the bottom of her heart. She guessed, "is it difficult for her plan? Tang Wanxin knew it long ago?"

But soon she suppressed her idea.

She said, "OK."

Then he took a group of people to Mo Shichen's room in a hurry.

Mo Weiqiang, Mo Zehai and other elders were curious, so they all followed.

They searched Tang Wanxin's room and turned everything upside down, but they still couldn't find the little milk cat.

The master mother of Mohism looked at Xiao He with a dark face.

And Mo Weiqiang also said, "where's your cat?"

Xiao He's face turned pale for a moment. She shook her head and said, "it's impossible. I made sure that the cat was in Mrs. Shao's room before I came here. I heard it calling."

Seeing everyone staring at her in surprise, Xiao He stressed: "really, I really heard the cat barking. Maybe the cat ran out by itself?"

Seeing her so emphasized, it gives people a feeling that Tang Wanxin is designed by others.

The face of the master mother of Mohism also became more heavy.

"Well, shut up!" she yelled, and Xiao he trembled and crawled on the ground.

"Someone will pull Xiao He out and lock him up in the basement." the mother of the Mohist School raised her voice.

Xiao He was pressed to send away, but she suddenly got away.

Then he ran to the legs of the master mother of Mohism and said, "madam, you asked me to do this. Please save me and don't hurt my brother. I'm such a relative. Please let us go."

The eyes of the master mother of Mohism were frosty. She raised her palm and hit Xiao He hard on his face: "if you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll kill you now."

Xiao He's face was swollen in an instant. She covered her red and swollen face, took care of others, and hugged the legs of the Mohist mother again.

Cried and begged her: "madam, please, let us go. We don't want the million. Please let my brother go and give us a way to live."

At the same time, everyone understood that all this was just a game set up by the mother of the Mohist school.

The master mother of Mohism looked at them, looked at herself strangely, and her heart sank.

She raised her leg and kicked Xiao He, then shouted, "come on, take this nonsense servant down to me and drag him to the backyard to kill him."

The servants looked at the mother of the Mohist family, and at Mo Zehai and the elders.

But no one dared to move.

Mo Zehai also stared at the master mother of Mohism.

Due to the large number of people on the scene, Mo Zehai didn't come forward to beat her.

But his voice was full of anger and said, "tell me what's going on?"

The master mother of Mohism was also cold: "she is a person in their room. It is normal to transfer the disaster to me. Tang Wanxin must have taught her to slander me like this."

Mo Zehai is not unaware of the black hand that the master mother of Mohism laid on others at home in those years.

But she didn't do too much. Moze Hai chose to turn a blind eye.

This time she dared to destroy her mother's memorial tablet, which was unfilial and disrespectful to his mother.

"It's OK to say." Mo Zehai said coldly.

Tang Wanxin just stood still and looked at what was happening in front of him.

In order to prove that she was forced, Xiao He tried her best to explain: "the day the young master just came back, he told me not to cook their meal. I told my wife, but my wife didn't hear it and put them out."

"Later, my wife found me again. She hid my brother and threatened me to work for her."

"I have only one family member left. I have to promise my wife. My wife asked me to sneak into the ancestral hall yesterday, take out the old lady's memorial tablet, burn the firewood in the kitchen, and then lead out the young lady in the middle of the night. The cat was originally in the lady's room."

"I still have the key given by my wife here. If you don't believe it, you can see it." Xiao He said, and took out a key from his pocket, and if it was engraved with sea characters.

This is the key held by Mo Zehai, but he is not at home all year round. He simply handed the key to the master mother of the Mohist family.

Mo Zehai also saw it, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

Su Qizhi, who was beside him, immediately reached out to hold him and comforted him, "pay attention to your body. Don't be angry."

After Mo Zehai stood a little steady, he came forward and grabbed the hair of the master mother of Mohism.

"Mom is not nice to you? Do you want to treat her memorial tablet like this?" Mo Zehai can't care so much at the moment.

He raised his palm and slapped the master mother of Mohism in the face.

"You bitch, it seems that I give you too much power on weekdays." Mo Zehai continued to scold.