Although the door to the study was closed, Yang Yi's ears were still very sensitive. If he really wanted to listen, he could still hear the conversation inside. He could hear Mo Henian's angry scolding and Murphy's sobbing.
He actually didn't care how Mo Henian scolded, but Murphy's crying made his heart ache.
So, he stood up and gently knocked on the door of the study.
Murphy opened the door. Although she had already wiped away the tears on her face, afraid that Yang Yi would be worried, Yang Yi still found traces of tears in her eyes.
"Silly girl, how can you shoulder all the problems on your own?" Yang Yi held her face in his hands and whispered lovingly to her.
"Of course not." Being pampered by Yang Yi like this, Murphy's heart suddenly felt a lot better. She couldn't help but smile.
"Cough cough!" A cough that sounded like late stage tuberculosis woke the two people up. Yang Yi felt a murderous gaze beside him. He quickly put down his hand that was caressing Murphy's face.
"This, Murphy, come out first. I also have something to say to uncle." Yang Yi said.
"But …" Murphy became nervous.
"It's okay, trust me!" Yang Yi said gently.
Yang Yi's determined eyes gave Murphy some confidence. She pursed her lips and nodded lightly.
Murphy went out, Yang Yi came in, and the study door closed again.
Murphy returned to the dining table. She looked back three times with unease, looking at the commotion in the study.
However, Xi Xi saw it. She obediently leaned over and said, "Mom, why are you crying?"
"It's okay." Murphy rubbed her daughter's head. She didn't have the energy to think of a lie to coax her, so she could only smile gently.
"Did Grandpa yell at Mom?" Xi Xi pouted and said, "I don't like Grandpa anymore."
Murphy quickly waved her hand and said, "It's not like that. Xi Xi, you can't say that. After all, he is your grandfather. MaMa is crying because, because the wind is too strong, sand got into her eyes, so she cried a little. "
She tried her best to smile and said, "Look, Mom isn't unhappy!"
"Mom, then, then let me help you blow it, okay?" Xi Xi said softly as she shook her mother's hand.
"Uh, okay!" Mo Fei had no choice but to play along and lower his head.
Xi Xi pouted her little mouth and moved closer to her mother's open eyes. She blew a mouthful of fragrant fairy air. She didn't even know that to really blow on one's eyes, one had to open the eyelids to blow.
"Mom is done. Thank you, Xi Xi. You can go play."
Xi Xi was finally satisfied. She skipped into the living room and played with her little friends.
"Did Eldest Uncle scold you inside?" Mo Xiaojuan asked softly as she drank the soup.
"He didn't scold me. He mainly scolded Yang Yi." Murphy shook her head bitterly and said, "It's useless no matter what I say. He has too much prejudice against Yang Yi."
"That can't be helped. He has been suppressing his anger for four or five years. He definitely has to vent it." Mo Xiaojuan spread her hands.
"But I'm worried that even if he vents his anger, he won't be able to forgive Yang Yi." Murphy looked worriedly at the study.
…
In the study, after Murphy left, Mo Henian frowned and sized up Yang Yi's appearance. This was the first time he saw Yang Yi's appearance under this bright light.
To tell the truth, Yang Yi wasn't handsome, but he wasn't slick either. His appearance was upright, his hair was tidied up, and his eyes were spirited and focused. He didn't look like a thief whose eyes wandered everywhere.
However, even if Yang Yi looked like Takeshi Kaneshiro, Mo Henian still didn't like him because he was his son-in-law.
"I have nothing to talk about with you!" Mo Henian snorted and said.
"Uncle, I'm here to admit my mistake." Yang Yi said submissively.
"Admit your mistake? What mistake did you make? "Mo Henian said sarcastically.
"Previously, I let Murphy give birth and raise the child alone. She suffered so much. This was the first mistake. I shouldn't have ignored it." Yang Yi said.
Mo Henian didn't reply. He frowned and looked at Yang Yi.
Yang Yi said sincerely, "After that, I got together with Murphy. I know you were angry with me, but I didn't take the initiative to come to America to apologize to you and ask for your forgiveness. This was the second mistake."
Mo Henian laughed and said sarcastically, "You still know your mistake? You still know how to apologize? What's done can't be undone. You've already given birth to the child, and now you're asking for my forgiveness? "
Heh, this resentment was about to shoot up to the sky!
Yang Yi continued, "The third mistake is that I forgot to tell you that Murphy and I are now married. It's all my fault. I didn't do what I should have done properly!"
"Uncle!" Yang Yi raised his head and said sincerely, "I apologize for the mistakes I've made in the past. I hope you can forgive me. In the future, I will treat Murphy wholeheartedly and take care of her for the rest of my life. I won't let you down again!"
Although Yang Yi summed it up well, Mo Henian couldn't help it. He said coldly, "Do I have to forgive you just because you know your mistake? Do you think you can get away with just a simple apology? Let me tell you, Yang Yi, I don't believe your nonsense at all! "
Yang Yi was silent for a while. He walked over and picked up the rolling pin from the table. He handed it to Mo Henian. Then, under Mo Henian's shocked gaze, he took off his shirt and put it aside, revealing his broad back. Then, with his back facing Mo Henian, he knelt on one knee.
Kneeling was actually a very shameful thing. Of course, in his previous life, Yang Yi was used to enduring humiliation and didn't find it difficult to kneel. However, in his memory in this life, he shouldn't cry easily. A man should have gold under his knees.
However, kneeling to the heavens, the earth, and your parents … Now, this old man behind him was his wife's father. No matter what, he could still be considered his father. Kneeling down wasn't considered a coward, right?
Mo Henian looked at the rolling pin in his hand for a while and then looked at Yang Yi's back, not knowing what to do.
"Uncle, go ahead and hit me! No matter how you hit me, as long as you can vent your anger, it's fine. It's my fault. I deserve to be punished! "Yang Yi said without turning his head.
Yang Yi was really prepared to be beaten up. Therefore, after he knelt down, he had already circulated his energy to protect the vital parts of his body.
Mo Henian didn't say anything, but he only held the rolling pin in his hand. For a while, the veins on his right hand bulged, and for a while, his knuckles turned white. After a while, he loosened his grip.
Yes, when he first heard about Yang Yi's news, Mo Henian really wanted to take a shotgun and spray this stinking brat to death. Even when he got off the plane and went to buy a kitchen knife, he couldn't find one and could only buy a rolling pin. Mo Henian even thought about breaking Yang Yi's dog legs!
Mo Henian's resentment had been accumulated for too long. In addition, his temper wasn't good to begin with. If Yang Yi dared to talk back, he would really hit him with the rolling pin.
However, Yang Yi acted like he was really asking for punishment, putting on a posture of accepting any beating or scolding.
The opportunity was in his hands, but Mo Henian couldn't bring himself to do it.
He raised the rolling pin, then put it down silently.
Mo Henian wasn't stupid, and his temper wasn't really irritable to the point of fighting and killing. In the end, he was just a weak scholar who became a farmer halfway through his career and looked boorish.
He was the legendary All-Mouthy King — his mouth was unforgiving, and he was good at scolding people. However, Mo Henian couldn't really use such a thick rod to hit someone …
Moreover, if he really beat Yang Yi to death, what would happen to his daughter and granddaughter?
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