I was reborn and returned to the age of three and a half. Did my mother also have a heart transplant

Aunt Pang quickly responded and went into the house.

"Teacher Alai, Teacher Weng, you are here too, what are you doing here?"

After inviting Weng Chenggu and his group into the house, Pei Mingzhi hurriedly greeted Alai and Weng De.

Although he had to entertain the great experts from the capital with caution, Pei Mingzhi also felt that he needed to pay attention to Teacher Alai, who had proposed the very feasible suggestion of growing herbs for the village.

The great experts cannot stay for long and have to leave. Teacher Alai and Teacher Weng are the ones who stay in the village and make contributions for the children in their village and themselves.

Pei Mingzhi also understood this very clearly.

"Uncle village chief, let me tell you, Sister Mo Yan asked me to come. I guess she knew they were coming, so she asked me to come and take a look."

Weng De didn't want to embarrass Alai and had to say the same thing several times.

Just stand up and say it yourself.

Pei Mingzhi was startled, looked at Weng De, and then at Weng Chenggu and his group.

Weng Chenggu hadn't sat down yet. Seeing Pei Mingzhi's gaze, he simply smiled bitterly and nodded, "Village Chief Pei, I'm Weng Chenggu, and Weng De's father is my third brother."

Pei Mingzhi: ...

Two people with the surname Weng. When he looked at the ID, he said what a coincidence.

It turns out they are really relatives.

Aren’t they uncle and nephew?

Weng De's face was still not looking good, but he did not say anything harsh in front of the village chief. He just turned his head away, unwilling to look at him any more, and turned to the village chief and said, "Village chief, if Sister Mo Yan asks about it later, you can say that I have been here. The school is being built over there. The foreman and I are discussing a few places that need to be changed. There is nothing else, so I will go back first."

"Uh, okay. Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Weng."

When Pei Mingzhi heard about the matter concerning the school, he nodded immediately without hesitation.

Then Weng De didn't even look at them, turned around and strode out of the village chief's house.

When Alai saw him leave, he hurriedly said goodbye to the village chief and chased after him.

"Wengde, Wende, wait a minute!"

Weng De did not stop, but he slowed down his big strides.

Therefore, Alai quickly caught up with him and asked, "Why are you running? Would I help outsiders and not you?"

"If, I mean if Sister Mo Yan asked you to persuade me to reconcile with him, would you still help me?"

Weng De asked in a somewhat angrily and childish manner.

Alai stared at him speechlessly, "Who do you think Sister Mo Yan is? How can she care about your grudges when she has nothing to do all day?"

"But, but if she didn't want to care, why did she ask you to bring me to the village chief's house?"

"What you said, Sister Mo Yan must have discovered that there are your blood relatives among them, and thought they were here to find you. Sister Mo Yan didn't know that you had a grudge, and was afraid that you would miss the first opportunity to meet, so she asked me to bring you here. Sister Mo Yan didn't say that she must make you forgive the person you hate, and you blamed Sister Mo Yan. Are you trying to be ungrateful?"

It seemed like Alai was about to get angry.

How could Weng De hold it in? He quickly shook his head, "No, no, absolutely not, I was wrong, I was wrong, I didn't doubt Sister Mo Yan, I was just too excited and didn't want to see them, so I said these things randomly, Alai, don't be angry, I will never be ungrateful, I, Weng De, am not that kind of person."

"Hmph, come with me!"

However, Alai was still a little angry, and he dragged Weng De to the threshing ground.

"Alai, hey, hey, please don't take me to find Sister Mo Yan. I've already apologized. I didn't mean that. I just said it casually."

Alai ignored it.

In one go, they dragged the people to the threshing ground.

When they arrived at the entrance of the cafeteria, they did not go in. Instead, they shouted through the door, "Sister Mo Yan, we are back."

Mo Yan actually already knew what happened in front of the village chief's house.

Seeing Ale pulling Wengde back, he knew what the girl was going to ask.

Just as she had something to say to Weng De, she patted the cub's head and said, "Cub, you and Zhuzi continue to watch the wolf cubs. Mommy will go out and talk to Teacher Weng."

"Yeah, Mom, we promise not to touch the wolf cubs."

Mo Yan walked out.

"Sister Mo Yan!" Alai called out happily when he saw her, then glanced at Weng De next to him and rolled his eyes at her. "Among the newcomers, there is an old man who is Weng De's uncle, but Weng De has a grudge against him and cannot forgive him. Weng De suspected that you would force him to reconcile with his uncle. I said Sister Mo Yan is not that kind of person, so I brought him back to you, hoping that you would teach him a lesson."

Mo Yan touched his chin, "There's no need to teach you a lesson, you are all adults and children. What's there to teach you? If you don't want to forgive, then don't forgive. What's the big deal? Anyway, whether you forgive or not, it won't affect that person, he will die soon."

"That's it! That's it! Did you hear that? Huh? Dying? Who, who's going to die?"

Alai was attacking Weng De with all his might! Suddenly, after he completely digested Mo Yan's words, he was stunned.

Weng De's expression was also a little stiff and a little doubtful.

"Weng Chenggu!" Mo Yan said calmly, "He is the uncle that Weng De cannot forgive."

"How, how could it be? I just saw him, he was still very energetic, his cheeks were still rosy, and he looked very healthy. How could he be dying?"

Ale's words asked the same question that Onde wanted to ask.

"He's sick. Two of his organs are broken. As soon as Xiaolu got close to him, he said that two places in his body were rotting and smelled bad. Xiaolu couldn't be wrong. If that's the case, then this person will definitely not live for long."

Mo Yan said this and waved his hand, signaling them to go back and do their own things.

Then she went back to the cafeteria by herself.

"Sister-in-law Mo Yan!"

Weng De couldn't help but screamed.

"Ok?"

"I'm asking, if, um, he is willing to make amends for his crime and work like a slave for all the villagers in Pei Village for the rest of his life, can his disease still be cured?"

Alai always said that Sister Mo Yan was extremely powerful. He was saved by Sister Mo Yan because of his gunshot wound and the time when Alai almost died in a forest fire and was only left with one breath.

Does that also mean that she really has some kind of magical power that can only be understood but not expressed in words?

Otherwise, everyone in this village wouldn't be so weird, yet live so confidently.

It must be that Mo Yan really gave everyone enough confidence to make them believe it without a doubt.

Well, if that’s the case, can Mo Yan cure that person?

"Are you talking about Weng Chenggu?"

Mo Yan looked at Weng De with great interest, "Don't you have a grudge against him? Don't you know how to forgive him? Shouldn't you be happy to hear this news now?"

"Besides, whether he is valuable or not, and whether he is willing to contribute to Pei Village, can you decide for him? Will it be useful if you agree? Don't forget, I saved your life, and I haven't even started to repay you! Go back!"

Having said that, Mo Yan walked back into the cafeteria indifferently.

Weng De stood there feeling lost, not knowing what he was thinking, until Ale pulled him and dragged him away.