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Chapter 112
“Zhang Weihong broke up with you?”
Mo Qiufeng asked casually.
“Well, it was all Lu Ye and Ruan Qiqi’s fault. They were so mean that they actually went to tell Zhang Weihong…”
Mo Congrong blurted out in excitement, and then stopped abruptly. He was ashamed to say that shortcoming in front of his father.
“What did they say?”
Mo Qiufeng asked calmly.
“Anyway, they didn’t say anything good, Dad. They are so insidious that they just can’t stand seeing me doing well!”
Mo Congrong complained indignantly.
“This shows that the emotional foundation between you and Zhang Weihong is not solid yet, otherwise no matter what others say, it can’t destroy your relationship.” Mo Qiufeng’s tone was very cold and his eyes were also disappointed.
The youngest son is too clever and self-righteous. He thinks he is the best in the world, but in fact he is nothing.
This kid just has a smooth life. If he suffers a little more and hits the wall a little more, his mind will be straightened out.
“Old Mo, Congrong, it’s time to eat dumplings!”
Yuan Huilan’s voice came from outside the door.
Mo Congrong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He would go back to work after eating the dumplings. If he stayed at home, he would be scolded by his father again.
Yuan Huilan cooked more than 200 dumplings and spread them on several sieves. She also served three plates separately and placed them on the table. The white and plump dumplings were steaming and very tempting.
This should be called a sieve, right?
Mo Congrong was already very hungry. Just as he was about to sit down to eat, he heard his father say, “Cook a bowl of vegetarian noodles for Congrong!”
“Don’t we have
dumplings?” Yuan Huilan didn’t understand. Why did she have to cook noodles after cooking so many dumplings?
“The dumplings are for Xiaoye. He didn’t eat dumplings at home!”
Mo Qiufeng said as he poured all the dumplings on Mo Congrong’s plate onto the sieve, leaving none for him.
Yuan Huilan and Mo Congrong’s faces changed. They finally understood why Mo Qiufeng was abnormal.
“Old Mo, did Xiaoye say something to you again?”
Yuan Huilan’s face was very ugly and her tone was very aggressive.
“Why do you always blame Xiaoye first? He is your biological son, why do you distrust him the most?”
Mo Qiufeng frowned and asked back.
Before Ruan Qiqi told him, he did ignore a lot. Now seeing Yuan Huilan’s performance, he really felt sorry for Lu Ye.
His biological mother had no trust in him and often scolded and punished him. No wonder Lu Ye was so disrespectful to Yuan Huilan.
Yuan Huilan was furious and sneered with a gloomy face: “If he didn’t say anything nonsense, why would you go home and give me a bad face and let me make so many dumplings?”
“Comrade Yuan Huilan, he is not someone else, he is your biological son. Why do you talk about Xiaoye in the same tone as you treat your enemy? The grudge between you and Lu Desheng has nothing to do with Xiaoye. Don’t expand the conflict between adults to children.”
Mo Qiufeng’s face also sank. He wanted to talk to his wife nicely, but before he opened his mouth, his wife was like she had eaten gunpowder and spoke with sarcasm. Such an attitude made him feel a little disappointed for Lu Ye.
“Also, Xiaoye never said anything in front of me. Yuan Huilan, before you question me, please answer me first. When Xiaoye lived in our house, did he not eat dumplings once? Did you and Congrong Jinsong eat dumplings at home, while Xiaoye stood outside alone as punishment, and it was snowing at the time?”
Mo Qiufeng has always been gentle and elegant, speaking slowly and almost never losing his temper, but at this moment, his whole body exudes coldness, and his eyes are colder than ice.
It was the first time that Yuan Huilan saw him like this, and she couldn’t help but feel timid and her momentum weakened.
“That’s because he made a mistake, so I made him stand outside as punishment.”
She defended herself and didn’t think she was wrong.
Children who make mistakes must be punished. There is no order without rules. She has been like this since she was a child.
“What mistake did he make?” Mo Qiufeng asked coldly.
“He bullies Congrong. This kid is too arrogant and always bullies others.”
Yuan Huilan looked disgusted. When Lu Ye was a child, he was like a wild beast. He attacked everyone he saw. Almost all the children in the compound were beaten by him. She had to apologize to others every now and then, which was exhausting.
Mo Qiufeng looked at his youngest son and asked, “Congrong, did Xiaoye bully you? Or did you deliberately provoke Xiaoye? Tell the truth, don’t play tricks in front of me!”
His voice was even colder, colder than the north wind in the coldest days of winter.
Yuan Huilan and Mo Congrong were so cold that they dared not breathe. They had never seen Mo Qiufeng so cold and solemn, and they were very frightened.
“How could Congrong bully Xiaoye? He is not that kind of person.”
Yuan Huilan defended her stepsons. She always felt that the two stepsons were sensible and good children, just like their father, smart and sensible, polite and polite, much better than the barbaric and rude Lu Ye.
“I didn’t ask you, let Congrong answer!”
Mo Qiufeng glanced at her with a cold look.
Yuan Huilan’s heart trembled, and she dared not speak again.
Mo Congrong lowered his head, and cold sweat broke out on his back, soaking his clothes. The coldness stuck to his skin and chilled his heart.
“I didn’t provoke him. He bullied me first.”
Mo Congrong didn’t dare to look up, let alone tell the truth.
“Think about it before answering. If I find out that you didn’t tell the truth, Mo Congrong, I will let you go to the most difficult grassroots training, for an unlimited time!”
Mo Qiufeng’s voice was not loud, nor fierce, but it made Mo Congrong feel scared.
He knew that his father was never as gentle as he seemed on the surface. How could his father, who could lurk in the city for more than ten years and still be safe and sound, be a gentle and kind person?
He believed that his father would really let him go to the grassroots to train. Thinking of the difficult environment in the countryside, he felt bad.
“I did it on purpose. I told Lu Ye that his mother didn’t like him, and he would definitely not have a share of the dumplings made today, and Lu Ye took action.”
Mo Congrong told the truth with a sad face. He didn’t dare to gamble.
His father is much more ruthless than Lu Desheng. If he finds out, he may really have to stay in the countryside for the rest of his life and never get out of this world!
“Chengrong?”
Yuan Huilan looked at him in disbelief.
How could a sensible and considerate stepson be a scheming dog who stirs up discord?
She didn’t believe it!
Mo Congrong didn’t dare to look at her and kept his head down.
“Congrong, why do you say that? Am I not good enough to you?”
Yuan Huilan looked at him disappointedly, feeling very uncomfortable.
She was sincere to her two step-sons, but what she got in return was their scheming. She felt that her sincerity had been wasted.
Mo Congrong didn’t say anything. No matter how he answered this question, it would be wrong. It would be better to pretend to be dumb.
Moreover, he felt that Yuan Huilan was really stupid and naive. She didn’t care about her own son, but treated other people’s sons well. She was simply stupid to the nine levels of heaven.
Anyway, no matter how well Yuan Huilan did, in his heart, she was just a stepmother. He only recognized his biological mother and would only be filial to her biological mother.
“Reflect on yourself when you go back. I advise you to be down-to-earth in everything you do. Don’t always think about taking shortcuts. The end of taking shortcuts may very likely be falling into the abyss!”
Mo Qiufeng ordered him to leave. The youngest son didn’t realize his mistake at all. No matter how much he said, it was useless.
So he planned to send this kid to the tough grassroots training. After he hit the wall a few more times, his stubborn mind would become clear.
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