The old woman became rich by relying on the supermarket instead of selling her granddaughter

Seeing the guilty look on the mother and son's faces, the villagers of Daquan Village became even more certain that they were bullying the people in their village.

And they bullied the girls in their village.

Everyone suddenly felt overwhelmed with a sense of justice.

Basically every family has a daughter or granddaughter. Regardless of whether they favor boys over girls or truly love them, the actions of Yang Wei and his mother aroused their anger.

So the villagers spontaneously blocked the way of Yang Wei and his mother.

Wherever Yang Wei's mother led Yang Wei, the crowd followed her.

Seeing that I couldn't leave, there was no good outcome if I stayed.

Yang Wei's mother collapsed to the ground again, hugged Yang Wei and burst into tears.

"My poor Xiaowei, they all bullied us, an orphan and a widow with no one to protect us. If your father knew about this, I don't know how heartbroken he would be, wuwuwu..."

When Yang Wei saw his mother like this, he was also scared and started crying loudly.

The mother and son hugged each other and cried bitterly.

Everyone listened to this hypocritical crying without any sympathy.

However, the villagers did not believe the mother and son, but some people did.

The big guys just wouldn't let them leave, but they didn't really beat them.

"Stop! What are you all doing!?"

Following a loud shout, the crowd consciously made way, and then a lonely and elegant figure in white appeared.

Meng Lan looked at the male protagonist walking out of the crowd and couldn't help but look constipated.

Although this appearance is worthy of his status as the male protagonist, but...

This place and time seem a little wrong.

Does the matter between Yang Wei and his mother have anything to do with the male protagonist?

Generally speaking, when the hero makes a brilliant appearance in a novel, isn’t it always accompanied by a heroic act of saving a beautiful girl?

But now "beauty" does not need to be saved, and it is not "beauty" that needs to be saved.

I really don't understand what the male protagonist is doing by jumping out now.

But now Meng Lan still holds a glimmer of hope for the male protagonist.

After all, if he didn't have any outstanding qualities, he wouldn't be the male lead. Since the male lead is now on the stage, he must have his own reasons.

Meng Lan comforted herself in this way and immediately felt much better.

She stood there holding her breath, quietly waiting for the hero's next move.

Mo Ruyu walked through the crowd and came in front of Yang Wei and his mother. Then he turned around and started accusing the villagers without any reason.

"Why are there so many of you bullying this mother and son? It's wrong to use your numbers to bully the few."

After Mo Ruyu finished speaking, there was a hint of contempt in his eyes.

It is true that unruly people come from remote and poor areas.

These villagers were indeed extremely arrogant. If it weren't for the master, he would have left here long ago.

Thinking of this, Mo Ruyu pretended to glance in the direction of Hu Xianxian casually.

That little face is still so pretty.

She stood there like a little doll carved out of jade.

Mo Ruyu felt that Hu Xianxian didn't fit in here, and she should follow him to the Mo family.

During this period, he wanted to get close to Hu Xianxian and build a closer relationship with her, but he didn't expect that this little country girl would be so unmoved.

If she knew my identity, she would be scared to death, right?

From the very beginning, Mo Ruyu never put himself on an equal footing with the other party, but looked down on everyone from a high position.

He always felt that his contribution to Hu Xianxian was like a gift, and he needed her to be grateful to him.

"Cough-cough-"

Mo Ruyu noticed out of the corner of his eye that Hu Xianxian was staring at him, and he felt secretly proud.

He must have looked very handsome just now, and she must have been mesmerized by his handsomeness.

Who can not like such an elegant, just and modest gentleman?

Mo Ruyu thought as a matter of course.

But in fact, the look in Hu Xianxian's eyes when she looked at him was three parts puzzled, three parts speechless, and four parts angry.

Hu Xianxian now even began to question whether she had good intentions but ended up doing something bad and should not have rescued this person.

Why save him? To let him go against Sister Zhaodi and Sister Pandi?

It's really not infuriating enough.

But Hu Xianxian then thought of the time when Hongzao hit his head. Seeing that he couldn't tell right from wrong now, she was afraid that his brain was still damaged.

There was a bit more sympathy and pity in Hu Xianxian's eyes when she looked at him.

During this moment, Hu Xianxian's eyes were complex and changeable, but there was no admiration or appreciation in them.

Seeing that no one spoke, Mo Ruyu thought they were in the wrong, so she raised her head proudly and stood in front of the crowd.

"Who is this person? Why is he talking like that?"

"It seems that the boy who was injured by a wolf a few days ago has been recovering at the village chief's house."

"Looking at the situation now, I'm afraid it will take a long time to recover."

"It's so pitiful. His brain is damaged at such a young age. I don't know if he can get better in the future."

"Forget it, let's all go and stop arguing with people with bad brains."

There was a burst of murmurs among the crowd at first, and then everyone dispersed as if they had agreed.

Yang Wei and his mother didn't even bother to thank Mo Ruyu for helping them out, and took the opportunity to run away.

Mo Ruyu heard the whispers in the crowd and looked at the situation in front of him. His face was almost turning green with anger.

Troublemakers! They are all troublemakers!

When he gains power one day, he will make them pay!

Mo Ruyu was silently mad in his heart, but his expression remained calm.

He looked at Hu Xianxian with a look of grievance.

"Xianxian, did I do something wrong?"

Hu Xianxian looked at Mo Ruyu's abnormal behavior and was a little worried that telling the truth would irritate him, so she told the truth tactfully.

"You didn't do anything wrong, you just didn't do it right."

"Well, Xianxian, you really do understand me." Mo Ruyu smiled and nodded at Hu Xianxian, but halfway through the nod, he realized something was wrong.

"Xianxian, do you also think I'm wrong?"

"Does anyone need to think about this? It's obvious. You're already a grown-up, don't you understand?"

Before Hu Xianxian could figure out how to tactfully answer Mo Ruyu's question, the outspoken He Lianlian answered it for her.

He Lianlian's straightforward answer was like a sharp sword, piercing straight into Mo Ruyu's chest.

Mo Ruyu felt injured and seriously injured.

He continued to look at Hu Xianxian with a hurt expression and gave her a questioning look.