"Auntie, what else can I say?" Mo Yan pointed to the direction where Fu Xiangrong left and said coldly.

"Then what, that's not Fu Xiangrong's truth, he's just bewitched, he's bewitched."

Old Madam Fu really thinks so, otherwise that Tao Xin has been dead for so long, why would his son still remember him.

Moyan really wanted to say congratulations that you got the answer right, but she couldn't.

"Auntie, please be careful what you say, don't be superstitious. Fortunately, I haven't moved anything to your house yet.

You write a certificate to prove that we have no relationship, and I don't want to hear news about my relationship with Fu Xiangrong, otherwise we will meet at the Public Security Bureau. "

"I can't read." Mrs. Fu gritted her teeth and refused to write.

"I'll write it, just press my fingerprints."

Mrs. Fu: "..."

Mrs. Fu didn't speak, but she was still not reconciled.

"Then, see you at the Public Security Bureau tomorrow,"

Mo Yan didn't say much, and took the villagers back.

The people in the village felt that they had really watched a big show today.

"Moyan, I will go to the police station with you tomorrow, and we will make the decision for you." The village head looked at Moyan and said.

"Thank you, mayor."

Moyan went back to the educated youth spot, and then entered the room.

The light was on all the time, and there was a figure reading a book in front of the window with a wave of his hand.

Well, the feeling of having spiritual power is Bashi.

Going out through the back window, Moyan came to Tao Xin's grave again,

The old lady Fu watched Fu Xiangrong and the air hug each other.

"Ashin, you believe me, I was really a stopgap measure just now, didn't you also say that the master said whether we have a future depends on that Moyan?"

Fu Xiangrong held Tao Xin tightly and didn't let go, and he didn't care if his mother was by his side, it was all like this anyway, if he didn't care, he must ask his sweetheart to forgive her.

"Fu Xiangrong, come home with me, what are you doing!" Mrs. Fu pulled Fu Xiangrong over to take him home, while looking into the air.

"I don't care if it's true or not. Tao Xin, since you're dead, stay away from my son. What do you think you are, worthy of my son?"

Madam Fu started yelling into the air, "You are just an orphan. When you come to this village, you are dependent on others. If you die, you are useless."

Hearing what his sweetheart said, Fu Xiangrong pushed old lady Fu away.

Mrs. Fu was pushed to the ground and watched this scene in disbelief.

"I'm your mother! You actually pushed me, is Fu Xiangrongyi fascinated by lard?"

"Yes, you are my mother, but no matter what time you are, you always take care of me.

What clothes do I wear, what meals do I eat, and how much I eat.

My grades in school, who do I make friends with.

You don't let me do this, you don't let me do that, and you quarrel with people all day, I don't have any friends at all, you know that.

Also, why do I like Ashin, others don't know, you don't know? "

When Mo Yan heard it, hey, there is a secret.

There is also a problem with the so-called master.

Really that kind of nice guy.How could they tell them to live by harming a person, shouldn't Tao Xin be sent to reincarnation?

"You blame me?" Mrs. Fu's eyes widened, and she looked at Fu Xiangrong in disbelief.

"Yes, I blame you, I still feel disgusted, when you were raped in front of me... Is that something you really lack, do you have to be confused with others?

I'm disgusting, so I don't like women, I like men, what's wrong. "

Back then, Fu Xiangrong was only five years old, and he watched different men come to their house, and then... Even he was touched by those people.

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