Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord-Chapter 98 - : Conscience of Heaven and Earth

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Chapter 98: Chapter 98: Conscience of Heaven and Earth

“Auntie Sun, you stand right there.”

Exhausted to the bone, Auntie Sun was dragging her weary feet, preparing to return to her room to rest and carefully consider what her next move should be when Old Lady Mo’s shout came from behind her just after she had taken two steps.

“Mother-in-law, can we talk about this tomorrow? I’m very tired today,” Auntie Sun stopped in her tracks, turned her head, and unusually lowered her stance, hoping to calm the situation.

Old Lady Mo, furious, didn’t care for any of that; she wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight if she didn’t hand Auntie Sun the list of broken items and demand compensation for the damages.

“Tired? Hmph! After engaging in such despicable acts, of course, you’re tired.”

Old Lady Mo said mockingly while glaring fiercely at Auntie Sun, and at the same time, she extended her hand with the list in front of her.

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Already feeling guilty, Auntie Sun naturally became even more uneasy at Old Lady Mo’s words, her eyes shifting left and right erratically.

All of a sudden, Old Lady Mo stretched a piece of paper in front of her, startling Auntie Sun, who already had a guilty conscience, because she thought it was evidence of her past misdeeds and that the Mo family was going to cast her aside.

“You can’t treat me like this,” Auntie Sun hastily pushed the paper in Old Lady Mo’s hand away, refusing to take it.

Old Lady Mo became even angrier, with hands on her hips, she began to curse: “You wretch, ever since you entered the Mo family, we have treated you so well, yet you repay our kindness with malice.”

“Since marrying my husband, I have been proper and dutiful, with a clear conscience towards heaven and earth; you can’t treat me like this,” Auntie Sun, with her uninjured hand, patted her chest as she spoke.

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Now penniless, Auntie Sun couldn’t afford to be cast out by the Mo family; without a place to shelter in the bitterly cold world, she had her concerns.

“Ah spit! You call that proper? You brought an evildoer back from who knows where and turned our home into a mess. Now I’m asking you to compensate for the silver needed to replace the broken items and you’re making excuses,” Old Lady Mo was furious.

“You… you… what are you talking about?” Auntie Sun’s mind was in a fog; it suddenly dawned on her that the paper in Old Lady Mo’s hand wasn’t a divorce document.

“Still pretending? You’re still putting on an act?” Old Lady Mo gasped for air, her chest hurting from the anger.

When Auntie Sun finally snapped back to reality, she breathed a sigh of relief, her tone becoming dismissive, “Mother-in-law, it’s just a few broken chairs and bowls, how many copper coins could that be worth? You’re making such a fuss here; I thought something major had happened, really…”

“My goodness! Qiangqiang, look at her attitude,” deeply offended by Auntie Sun’s contemptuous tone, Old Lady Mo was so agitated that she turned around and started to pour out her grievances to Mo Xiaoqiang.

“Mother, mother, we’ll compensate, we’ll compensate,” Mo Xiaoqiang, dizzied by their quarreling, quickly grabbed the list from Old Lady Mo’s hand, repeatedly agreeing.

“I don’t want you to compensate, I want her to compensate,” Old Lady Mo snatched the list back and threw it straight at Auntie Sun’s face.

Picking up the list that struck her face, Auntie Sun was furious, “You…”

Old Lady Mo stood tall, chin lifted, eyes slantingly fixed on her, her attitude incredibly oppressive, “Well, what now?”

Realizing she couldn’t argue with her mother-in-law, Auntie Sun stormed off with the list in hand.

Mo Xiaoqiang: “Mother, why bother? Whether I compensate or she does, isn’t it all the same?”

“It’s not the same.”

“Why isn’t it the same?”

“The silver you spend is given by me, so if you compensate, isn’t that just spending my own money? Of course, it’s not the same.”

“Uh! Alright then.” Mo Xiaoqiang thought about it and said no more, thinking to himself that Auntie Sun was in trouble now, for she was penniless, a poor beggar; what could she possibly offer as compensation?