Looking at the picture, the strange man was smiling and looking at his daughter and granddaughter with a cunning expression. Mo Henian's breathing became as heavy and rapid as a red-eyed Angus cow.
"Finally, you've appeared!" Mo Henian clenched his teeth and slammed his fist on the table.
He clearly remembered how Murphy looked when she returned to the farm five years ago when she was pregnant. When he interrogated her, she refused to say anything and even hid in her room to cry secretly.
If it weren't for the fact that Xixi was born and the little girl's childish murmurs calmed him down temporarily, Mo Henian didn't know when he would be able to let go of the displeasure in his heart.
But now, he had appeared again! Mo Henian's resentment and anger rose again.
This bastard made his daughter pregnant out of wedlock and raised the child alone for three to four years!
He had already abandoned her once. What was the point of reuniting now?
Could he still cover up the fact that he was a scumbag?
Mo Henian couldn't help it!
He stood up abruptly and accidentally overturned the chair under his butt. However, the old man had no intention of helping him up. He angrily went to his bedroom and took out an old model Remington M870 from the locked gun cabinet.
It had a long barrel and a classic horizontal anti-skid wooden handguard. It looked no different from an antique.
However, Mo Henian took out a few red-headed copper-bottomed shotgun shells from the cartridge box and stuffed them into the magazine with gritted teeth. With a click, he pushed the cylinder and pushed the shotgun shells into the firing position. This antique gun had astonishingly turned into a great killing machine!
"If I don't destroy this bastard, my surname isn't Mo!" Mo Henian gritted his teeth and put the gun aside and began to pack his clothes.
…
"Ah, Ah Meng, you're too much. Feifei got married and you didn't tell me anything. Did you forget me, your best friend? Or are you worried that I can't afford the wedding gift? " Murphy's mother, Zhou Mengyu, was also dumbfounded when she received a half-congratulatory, half-reproachful call from her former friends in the entertainment industry.
After a series of questions, Zhou Mengyu understood the ins and outs of the matter.
Of course, Zhou Mengyu's feelings towards Yang Yi were similar to Mo Henian's. It was just that she was calmer and wouldn't be so irascible as to make a move without clarifying the situation.
She also knew Mo Henian's temper, so after Zhou Mengyu put down the phone, she didn't dare to continue calling at home. Instead, she put on her windbreaker, grabbed her handbag, and hurried out of the house with her phone. She went to a coffee shop in town to call her daughter.
However, Zhou Mengyu did not expect that Mo Henian would see her scribbling on a piece of paper out of habit. Furthermore, Mo Henian even followed the vine to the melon.
At this time, the unaware Zhou Mengyu called Murphy. However, the person that answered the phone was Mo Xiaojuan.
Mo Xiaojuan seemed to be very surprised by Zhou Mengyu's call. She was even a little panicked. She stammered, "Auntie, are you looking for me? Wait, are you looking for Sister Fei? She's busy right now. She's attending an event! "
A woman's senses were still very sensitive. Zhou Mengyu could hear Mo Xiaojuan's panic, so she asked suspiciously, "You know why I'm calling, right?"
Mo Xiaojuan stammered, unable to speak.
How could she not have guessed?
It was just that before, whether it was her, Murphy, or Yang Yi, they were all busy dealing with the crisis of public opinion brought about by this exposure. They didn't think about Murphy's parents' reaction at all!
When she picked up Zhou Mengyu's call, Mo Xiaojuan instantly thought of it!
That's right! The media was already stirring up a storm. Even if her uncle lived abroad in the "countryside," even if her aunt had left the entertainment industry for many years, their news wouldn't be completely blocked out!
No matter what, so many days had passed. It was impossible that they hadn't heard anything at all!
Zhou Mengyu wasn't in the mood to play a guessing game with Mo Xiaojuan. She then said in a reproachful tone, "That's enough, Xiaojuan. This child, you're becoming more and more disobedient to your aunt! Murphy's marriage is such a big deal, and you didn't even tell me? "
Mo Xiaojuan stammered, "Auntie, you can't blame me for this! Sister Fei was worried that Uncle would find out about the news and wouldn't be able to sit still and fight with Yang Yi, right? So she didn't know how to tell you. Then this time, for some reason, the media exposed it … "
"Sigh, the two of you are really going to piss me off!" Zhou Mengyu said angrily, "Alright, let's not talk about you. Now, tell me, who exactly is this Yang Yi? Is he Xi Xi's father? What's his character like? "
If it had been Mo Xiaojuan a few months ago, she might have added insult to injury for Yang Yi.
However, Mo Xiaojuan had already changed sides. Moreover, Yang Yi was her financial backer and boss, so she could only try her best to put in a good word for Yang Yi.
"He's Xi Xi's father, her biological father! Yang Yi actually has a good relationship with Sister Fei! He's not bad, too. He's from a village in Anyang Province and he used to be a soldier. "
When she heard this, Zhou Mengyu frowned. She felt that something was amiss. It wasn't that she looked down on people from the village, but she felt that Yang Yi and Murphy's backgrounds were too different, which would lead to a huge gap between the two of them. Their personalities, hobbies, and so on were incompatible!
Think about it, a soldier from a village and a female celebrity who came back from abroad and was accepting new things in the entertainment industry, how many common topics could they have?
Fortunately, Mo Xiaojuan's next words changed Zhou Mengyu's opinion.
"But Yang Yi is still very good. He wrote his own novels, which sold very well, and earned a lot of money. He also knows music, so he personally wrote songs for Sister Fei. Auntie, did you know? Not long ago, Sister Fei's album sold platinum again, and in this album, there were twelve songs written by Yang Yi! "Mo Xiaojuan tried her best to talk about Yang Yi.
"That's not bad …" After all, Zhou Mengyu had been in the entertainment industry. She knew that it was difficult to get a platinum album, and she also knew that a songwriter who could write twelve songs in a platinum album was definitely capable. Her frown relaxed a little.
Zhou Mengyu's call with Mo Xiaojuan lasted for more than an hour. She kept asking about Yang Yi's situation, trying to get a comprehensive understanding of her daughter's choice of husband from an outsider's point of view.
When she returned to the farm, she saw Mo Henian angrily carrying his bag out the door.
"Old Mo, what are you going to do?" Zhou Mengyu had an ominous feeling in her heart.
Did he know?
"I'm going back to the country to kill that kid!" Mo Henian waved the Remington in his hand and said angrily, "He hid like a turtle for a few years, and this time I finally caught him!"
Sure enough, he knew!
But now was not the time to ask how he knew. Zhou Mengyu hurriedly stopped Mo Henian and said, "Old Mo, don't worry! Your blood pressure is high, and the doctor said you can't be angry! "
"Move, move!" Mo Henian glared and said, "If I can't vent my anger, I won't be able to die in peace!"
Mo Henian was different from Yang Chonggui. He was more stubborn and irritable. Zhou Mengyu's persuasion had no effect on him.
"Hey, put the gun down first. You're going back to the country, why are you still carrying a gun?" Zhou Mengyu had to change her way of persuading.
"I'm going to kill that bastard!" Mo Henian glared and said.
"But you can't bring it back! Do you think he'll let you bring a gun on the plane? "Zhou Mengyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Mo Henian was stunned for a moment. Thinking about it carefully, it was true.
So, he took a step back and stuffed the gun into his wife's hand and said, "I won't bring the gun. I'll go buy a kitchen knife and chop him up!"
Zhou Mengyu said softly, "Henian, don't worry, okay? Listen to me, it's not what you think. "
"No matter what you say, I only believe what I see! This bastard abandoned his wife and child and harmed our Murphy for five years. Don't you think so? "Mo Henian said.
"You're not wrong, but now …"
"No matter what he did to make up for it, I look down on him as a person! He harmed our daughter. Don't tell me I shouldn't beat him up? "Mo Henian interrupted Zhou Mengyu angrily.
Zhou Mengyu could only use her hand to comfort Mo Henian's chest and let him breathe slowly. She said with a bitter smile, "Yes, yes, you should beat him up! But you have to think about it this way. He's a junior, and you're an elder. How can an elder look for a junior? No matter what, you have to let him come here and ask for punishment, right? "
Her words made sense, and Mo Henian was convinced.
However, Mo Henian was only shaken for a moment, and immediately became firm again. "No, he's a damn junior? I don't treat him as one of us! He's just a bastard who deserves a beating! Alright, don't say anything. I have to go back! "
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