Seeing how fierce Mo Changtian was beating people, the aunts did not dare to go forward, they only dared to watch the excitement from a distance.

Miao Cuicui found Uncle Mo.

He is the third child in the Mo family, and Mrs. Mo's husband is his own younger brother.

After they got married, they separated, and the house was built near here.

From Uncle Mo's perspective, he could only see Mo Changtian's back. He thought that Mo Changtian was going to attack Mrs. Mo, so he quickly said:

"Mo Changtian, stop, no matter what, she is your mother!"

Mo Changtian turned around and glanced at Miao Cuicui who was following Uncle Mo.

Miao Cuicui quickly lowered her head, she finally understood that Mo Changtian and his wife are evil gods and they should not be messed with.

The place where I was kicked yesterday is still aching.

Uncle Mo stepped forward and persuaded:

"Chang Tian, ​​it's not the third uncle talking about you, we're all brothers. If there's anything wrong, let's sit down calmly and talk about it, okay?"

The corner of Mo Changtian's mouth curled into a mocking smile.

This sentence came again.

In the previous life, they also advised him like this.

If there is anything, just sit down and talk about it.

Heh, it's true that the knife doesn't fall on me and I don't know it hurts...

He took two steps forward and stepped heavily on Mo Tianshu's hand.

"Ahhhh——" Ten fingers connected to his heart, and Mo Tianshu was awakened by the severe pain.

"Mo Changtian!" Third Uncle Mo frowned and shouted again: "What are you beating someone for! Stop it!"

Mo Changtian ignored Third Uncle Mo and looked behind him.

Several elderly clan elders walked over with crutches.

They are getting old, hunched over and very slow. They originally followed Uncle Mo all the way, but they fell behind a lot, and finally arrived at Mo's house at this moment.

"Let go of Shuwazi, Shuwazi is a scholar, these hands are for examination, what if they are broken!" The oldest man in the Mo family spoke first.

He is over 70 this year, and he can be called a long-lived man if he lives to his age.

"Fucking scholar, a scholar who asked his mother to sell his grandson?" Having said this, Mo Changtian rubbed his feet hard a few more times.

Mo Tianshu fainted from the pain again.

Mo Changtian, the oldest elder of Mo's family, was hit with a cane.

"What are you still standing in a daze for? Quickly pull people away!" the elder clan elder said angrily.

Mo Changtian took a step back, and his figure was very flexible to avoid the hands stretched out by several people.

Old Mrs. Mo behind him scrambled and ran to her youngest son. Seeing that his face was bruised and the skin on the back of his hand was torn, she shed a few tears in distress.

"Evil ghost, evil ghost! I shouldn't have picked him up in the first place. If I hadn't picked him up, my son wouldn't have been hurt like this!" Mrs. Mo wailed on top of her youngest son.

"Uncle Wu, you have to make the decision for me!" Mrs. Mo cried to the oldest elder present.

Now she couldn't hold back Mo Changtian anymore, her youngest son was beaten up like this, and she was almost beaten up, she was really scared in her heart.

"What do you want to do?" The elder came to Mrs. Mo with a cane.

"I want to separate the family, separate them all, absolutely can't let this white-eyed wolf stay, I want to separate!"

Mrs. Mo sat on the ground and howled.

Mo Changtian, who was behind her, pushed away the person who came to arrest him, and stopped his movements immediately after hearing Mrs. Mo's words.

"Separation? Okay." Mo Changtian sneered, "I'm not from the Mo family. I don't need the fields and houses, but my wife's dowry and the money I have left with you over the years must be returned to us!"

"Otherwise, you don't want to divide this family!"

Mo Changtian's attitude was very forceful.

Granny Mo's wailing suddenly stopped: "W-Where is there any dowry left, the dowry given by her mother has already been spent and gone!"

"If you say there is no, then there is none, then I will not divide this family." Mo Changtian stood with his arms folded, "Then I will stay with your Mo family."

Mrs. Mo didn't expect Mo Changtian to have such a rascal side, so her eyes widened immediately.

The current situation is at a stalemate. After all, the affairs of Mrs. Mo and Mo Changtian are their family affairs. Mo Changtian no longer beats others, and it is not easy for them as relatives to intervene.

It was the oldest clan elder who spoke: "The split family should really return the daughter-in-law's dowry. As for the money..."

"Uncle Wu, you and I know how I came here these years. There are so many mouths to eat at home, and I really don't have much money!" Granny Mo cried, looking like she wanted money but didn't have a life , but it made it difficult for the old man to speak again.

"It's okay if you don't give the money, just treat it as my retirement money for you. I won't give it again in the future, but my wife's dowry must be returned!"

Mo Changtian did not budge in the matter of Shen Qiushui's dowry.

"I..." Mrs. Mo still wanted to quibble.

"If you don't give anything, you will be divided into families. It's pretty good to open your mouth to eat in Mo's clothes. If you don't divide, don't divide." Mo Changtian knew exactly what face to use to deal with these people.

There is only one way to deal with people like Mrs. Mo: to be more rascal than her.

He had never met anyone in his previous life, so it was easy to handle someone like Mrs. Mo.

Seeing that Mo Changtian didn't intend to speak, and walked directly towards the direction of the house, Mrs. Mo's expression changed again and again.

"Separation! We have to divide today. Isn't it just a piece of trash? I'll give it back to you!" Granny Mo gritted her teeth.

After finishing speaking, he immediately asked his eldest son to help her go to her room.

She pulled a small box from under the footboard of the bed.

There was a pile of messy things in the box, Mrs. Mo handed the box to her eldest son: "Take it to him, and let him get out of my Mo house with someone!"

At this moment, many people surrounded Mrs. Mo's door.

Mo Changtian held the small wooden box, opened it and glanced at it, then closed the lid silently.

The next thing to do is much simpler.

When the family was separated last time, the document of severing ties written by Mo Tian was still there, and he could just press his fingerprints under the witness of everyone.

Before pressing his fingerprints, Mo Changtian did not forget to ask someone to add a sentence on the document: no longer bear the responsibility of support.

Mrs. Mo's face turned green, but thinking of her young son's miserable situation, she didn't dare to say anything.

Everyone also felt that the family shouldn't be so ugly, so they persuaded them a few words.

"Oh my god, she raised you so big anyway, you shouldn't have done so badly! After all, she is your mother!" The uncle who was of the same generation as Mrs. Mo persuaded.

"Yeah, if you really want to split up, you should do it properly. There's no need to sign a severance letter. It's all about breaking the relationship between the bones and the flesh. Why are you so stiff? Go and apologize to your mother and give in. Let’s sit down and discuss it.”

……

The elders of the Mo family said something to each other.

Mo Changtian laughed: "You're right, it's better not to separate families."

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