Chapter 7 Crossing because of the bird's egg

Speaking of this, Molan began to whimper softly. There was no way for her to show that a 9-year-old girl had been wronged.

"What's the result? Say it quickly." Cui Shi urged him.

At this time, Erlang also came in with Mo Ju, followed by Dalang.

Mo Lan looked at her cousin and cousin in the second room. Are these the poor two thin people in the third aunt's mouth? This Dalang is a little slender and tall with bamboo. Obviously, he is a little fat man. Looking at his fleshy face, Molan couldn't help laughing. He was really an ink pig!

Moju is not fat or thin, and her eyebrows are picturesque. She is actually a delicate girl doll, but her skin is slightly dark. She is wearing a pink skirt again. Although it's cute. However, she was shaded darker by this bright color. Who does her skin look like? Molan thought about it. It's not as dark as that in this house.

When Dalang entered the room, he climbed up the kang and leaned against his grandmother Feng's side and said, "Milk, why don't you have dinner?" I'm starving to death."

Feng looked at him lovingly and said, "Let's have dinner right away. Let's see how hungry my good grandson is. You should eat more later."

Do you want to eat more? If you eat it again, he will really become a black pig! Molan curled her lips secretly.

Mo Ju stood in front of her mother Cui Shi without saying anything. She lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Lan girl, now that the chrysanthemum girl has also arrived, go on." Mo Quan knocked on the cigarette bag and signaled everyone to be quiet.

"Oh." Molan came back to his senses. I just looked at Dalang and forgot what she said. She straightened her thoughts. He pulled down his little face and said, "As a result, Brother Bamboo came up to grab my bird's eggs, and ** sister also helped him grab them. After they grabbed it, they were afraid that I would grab it again and dropped the bird's egg on the ground. At that time, the bird's eggs were broken and flowed all over the ground. I want to go there to see if there is anything left unbroken. ** My sister pushed me from behind."

Molan told the story aggrievedly, and she blushed. The time travel was actually caused by the bird's egg. This is really...

"Nonsense, we haven't seen you at all, and we haven't seen any bird eggs. Not to mention robbing you, ** How can I push you? Obviously, you accidentally tripped over a stone when you walked, fell down, and then kowtowed. You are a wild girl!" After listening to Molan's words, Dalang got up and jumped off the kang. Retelling her loudly.

"You didn't see me. How do you know that I accidentally knocked while walking?" Molan asked rhetorical.

"I played with ** at the entrance of the village. I saw you fall down inadvertently while walking from afar. At this time, Erlang came back from the other side of the mountain, so I told him that you fell by yourself. He carried you back." Dalang gave her the answer.

So that's it. Molan understood why the adults believed that she had fallen by herself. It turned out that this little fat man lied to everyone.

"There are seven eggs. What a pity." Molan ignored him and flattened his mouth.

"There are seven, only four." Dalang took her words.

"The bird egg is still red. I don't know what kind of bird it is. Is it so strange?" While everyone didn't react, Molan continued.

"Nonsense, it's obviously white..." The little fat man seemed to react and stopped.

And Mo Ju never said anything, but stared at Molan fiercely after hearing her brother reveal the truth. That look doesn't look like a 10-year-old girl should have at all.

"You really robbed that girl's bird eggs and watched me beat you to death. It makes you unsitless." As soon as Cui heard her son's self-rejection, she slapped her son on the back, but although she slapped him high, it fell lightly.

"Why did you hit me? Who let the wild girl not take the initiative to give it to me? What's wrong with me? I'm his brother, and I should hit her." The little fat man is very arrogant.

"You have played twice. My grandson is very rich. He is the eldest grandson of the Mo family. How can she be compared as a girl? Besides, isn't it all right, girl Lan? Forget it like this." Feng got up to protect his grandson.

"Brother Zhuzi and Sister ** couldn't help robbing my bird's eggs and pushing me. They also scolded me and said..." Molan rubbed her eyes and said intermittently. Xiaoyang, your second wife protects your grandson like this. If you don't treat me as a person and say that I'm falsely slandering you, then I'll falsely blame you.

"What are you talking about? Girl Lan, don't have to be sad. Just say it." Wang replied. " It's just that the sound makes people feel cold.

"They, they said: Our big house is poor. Except for two medicine jars, it's a girl's film, or it's an unlucky fool who doesn't deserve to eat bird eggs... If we were to eat bird eggs, it would be a waste, so they would rather smash the bird eggs. He also said that our big house deducted the money of their second house all day long and did not give them good food. He also said that if it hadn't been for their second house to support us. Our big house should have starved to death long ago. Although Molan's words were long, no one interrupted her. What she said was also a little intermittent, but it was more like the normal performance of a 9-year-old child. If it is too fluent and smooth, it will be suspicious.

After saying that, Mo Lan peeked at the expressions of everyone in the room. Grandpa Mo Quan's face was as deep as water, Grandma Wang's face was also calm, and his father Mo Changhe's eyes flashed inexplicably. It's like holding back something. And his mother, Qiu, stood beside her to wipe her tears. Erlang clenched his fists, and his younger brother Xiao San'er's eyes widened, looking at the brother and sister in the second room as if he wanted to eat people.

And the second grandpa Mo Jin's face was full of anger, and the second grandmother Feng's face was a little embarrassed. Cui doesn't seem to care very much. Dalang stared. Mo Ju also stared at her gloomily.

"You're talking nonsense. We didn't say these words at all. You made them up by yourself." Dalang shouted at Molan.

"Second master, I know that my uncle is not in good health, and he always has to take medicine, which will involve you. I'm a girl. It's useless. I don't deserve to eat bird eggs. Brother Zhu and Sister Ju are not wrong. But my brother and Xiao San'er are always the grandchildren of the Mo family. Why did they become unlucky people? Molan's eyes were red and she asked the second grandpa Mo Jin.

"Master, milk, I have parents. I'm not a wild girl, am I?" Mo Lan asked Mo Quan and Wang bitterly.

Xiaoyang, you can shout, and I pretend to be pitiful. You just lied. Let's see who everyone believes now.

"Yes, how can my Lan girl be a wild girl? Don't listen to other people's nonsense. Those who say those words are not bred. We don't have to learn." Wang stroked Molan's hair to comfort her. But his eyes stared coldly at the people in the second room.

"Won't you kneel down and admit your mistake to grandpa. Please forgive you again. I'll ask girl Lan for forgiveness. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll kill you later." Mo Jin got up furiously and shouted at Dalang's brother and sister.

"I don't kneel down, we're right. Uncle and uncle are short-lived ghosts for medicine jars. Meizi and Lanlan are cheap wild maids. Erlang and Xiao San'er are wild children who are not blessed. Their big house was originally to deduct our money. Aren't these all what the milk and mother usually say? Why can't we do it?" Dalang pulled his neck and shouted at Grandpa.

Because of his words, the room was quiet and terrible. At this time, a figure suddenly rushed into the outside. When he entered the room, he knelt down to the big kang where Mo Quan was, kowtowed and said, "Dad, mother. Second uncle, second aunt. It's all our fault. It's me and the head of the family's body that is useless and implicated the family. From now on, we will never take medicine again. Otherwise, parents will separate us. We don't want to get in the family anymore." The sound is so sad.

Molan looked at the person with sour eyes, dressed in a plain cloth dress, in her 30s, with beautiful eyebrows, but the appearance of pear blossoms and rain, which is not pitiful.

This is her eldest aunt Liu, a very gentle woman. Molan regrets at this moment. If she had known that her aunt was away, she would not have framed the brother and sister. It's all right now. Although everyone believed her words, the uncle was so sad. It doesn't work.