Chapter 170: Planning Retribution on the Strange New House’s Rafter (4)_1
Aunt Cai originally thought that Mo Yan was just joking, but now, seeing that the documents were all prepared, she realized that Mo Yan was serious. In a panic, she rushed up to persuade her, "Little boss, this clearly has nothing to do with your family. Why should you compensate them with silver? Even if you feel pity for them, just giving them a few pieces of silver to send them away would be enough, but once this document is signed, that’s two thousand taels!"
"Aunt Cai, don’t worry. I have a plan in mind. Just stand aside and watch."
Mo Yan smiled at her. Aunt Cai had spoken out of righteousness earlier, and her impression of her improved even more.
"You damn hag, get out of the way. Don’t block my road to fortune, or I’ll beat you to death, you stinking old woman!"
Aunt Cai wanted to say more, but Wang Dali violently rushed forward, shoving her aside with a stream of foul curses spilling from his mouth.
A flash of sharpness passed through Mo Yan’s eyes, and she said sternly, "If you still want the silver, behave yourself."
Wang Dali managed a sheepish smile, his eyes greedily fixed on the document on the table, "Miss Mo, just by pressing my handprint on this, you’ll give me five hundred pieces?"
Mo Yan didn’t speak and pulled out a stack of silver notes from her sleeve, actually from the Space, and slapped them down on the table, "Press your handprint, and these are yours."
As soon as the silver notes were brought out, the villagers watching the spectacle all had their eyes light up, each looking at Wang Dali with envy, cursing Mo Yan as a ’fool’ in their hearts.
Both of Wang Dali’s eyes were practically glued to the silver notes, as if afraid they would fly away if he was not careful, "Miss Mo, bring the inkpad quickly. I’ll press my handprint right now, hurry up."
’Foolish’ Mo Yan lowered her gaze, concealing the calculations in her eyes, and handed the inkpad to Wang Dali.