Junior brother, he is both wild and fierce

As soon as Aunt Wang finished speaking, she felt a chill on her back.

She tightened her clothes, wondering why she felt a chill on her back in the middle of the day.

Aunt Wang's words successfully made Mo Huaizhi's face darken.

He glared at Aunt Wang and said in a bad tone, "Widow Wang, why are you asking this?"

Aunt Wang twisted her plump waist and walked towards the ox cart with a smile.

Seeing it this close, the little girl is indeed extremely beautiful, and is more than a perfect match for her son.

Aunt Wang was delighted.

"Hey, hey, Mr. Mo, why are you suddenly angry?"

"Uncle Mo, you have been watching my little boy grow up. Now he is old enough to get married. I am so anxious."

"Today I saw this pretty little girl, so I wanted to ask if she is married. If she is not married, I want to ask Master Mo to help my boy."

Mo Huaizhi just spat and spoke without any politeness.

"I bother!"

"You still want me to help you? Dream on!"

"What kind of person is your old man? Everyone in the village knows him. He's lazy and greedy, slick-tongued, and has a sharp face and monkey cheeks. He's almost thirty years old, and all he does is chase chickens and run over dogs, or climb trees to steal eggs. He's not a good person at all."

Mo Huaizhi swung the long whip in his hand and pointed it directly at Aunt Wang:

"Let me talk about you. You're always arguing with the east family or the west family. Who would want to marry you?"

The two immortals were distinguished guests he had invited, and Mo Huaizhi was almost pissed off to death by this woman.

Aunt Wang was so choked by Mo Huaizhi's words that her face turned pale.

She was breathing heavily and her face turned purple with anger.

She pointed at Mo Huaizhi, her chest heaving violently:

"You, you, you...what are you talking about, you old man? My kid is fine."

Aunt Wang suppressed her anger, walked a few steps to the ox cart, and smiled flatteringly:

"Little girl, don't listen to that old man's nonsense. My boy is well-educated, and his appearance is very suitable for you. He is also filial and is well-known for being a filial son in the area within ten miles."

"He went to the county town today and met with several friends at Fumanlou for a poetry reading. His friends are all scholars, and each of them has outstanding literary talent. One of them passed the imperial examination last year."

Su Yu had a stern face, obviously unhappy.

The way the woman looked at his sister made him feel uncomfortable.

If the person in front of him was not a mortal, he would have been riddled with wounds and dead without a burial place.

Lin Qingzhi's face was cold. She reached out and patted the back of Su Yu's hand to comfort him, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"It's okay, Junior Brother, there's no need to get angry at this person."

Su Yu clenched his fists.

My sister is still too kind.

"Sister, this woman is too rude. She must be taught a lesson."

Lin Qingzhi hummed.

"Little Junior Brother, don't go too far."

After waiting for a while, seeing that the little girl ignored her, Aunt Wang's face became even uglier.

The people around also began to talk and laugh in low voices.

Widow Wang was asking for trouble. The little girl obviously didn't want to pay attention to her and kept talking non-stop.

Her son is like the mud on the ground, whoever touches him will feel disgusted.

I heard that last year, the boy climbed onto Widow Zhang's bed at the west end of the village, and was beaten out of the house by Widow Zhang with a broom.

what?

Some people covered their mouths and snickered.

Did you really climb into a widow's bed?

Didn’t Widow Zhang always have a problem with his mother?

Really! I saw it with my own eyes.

Aunt Wang's face turned pale as she listened to the discussion. She pointed at Lin Qingzhi and started to scold him:

"You little bitch, you have a seductive face and you only know how to seduce men. I respect you, you are yours..."