Chapter 413: Can’t Think of a - Title Anymore (1)_1
The situation was resolved smoothly, and the Mo Family didn’t linger. They were about to leave with Tang Xin, but Mrs. Yu, still unwilling to accept the outcome, blocked their way. She outrageously declared that Tang Xin was no longer part of the Tang Family and was not allowed to take even a single thread with her, forcing Tang Xin to strip off all her clothes and socks right there.
Such an excessive demand shocked Mo Yan and his companions, and even the villagers who had not yet dispersed felt that Mrs. Yu had gone too far. They didn’t care that this was the Tang Family’s private affair, and tried to persuade Mrs. Yu to stop. But Mrs. Yu wouldn’t listen to anything, recklessly tearing at Tang Xin’s garments.
Tang Xin’s days in the Tang Family had been tough, with her clothes old and threadbare, the only garment keeping her warm was a cotton-padded jacket previously given to her by Xin Er. This jacket had also attracted the envious eyes of Mrs. Yu and her daughters; if it hadn’t been for Tang Xin’s firm refusal and her excuse that it was only lent by Xin Er to be returned later, it would have been taken from her already.
The tattered clothes could not withstand Mrs. Yu’s forceful tugging. If Mo Yan hadn’t acted quickly by taking off his own leather jacket to wrap Tang Xin in, the young girl would have been exposed for all to see.
Even so, this incident was a tremendous humiliation for Tang Xin. The young girl glared fiercely at the relentless Mrs. Yu, her eyes filled with deep resentment.
In the end, it was Xin Er who ran back home to fetch a set of her own clothes and shoes for Tang Xin, which put an end to the farce. Once Tang Xin changed into the new clothes, Mo Yan and his companions left with her amidst Mrs. Yu’s venomous curses and the villagers’ sighs, exiting the oppressive environment of the Tang home.
In the room, Mo Yan carefully cleaned Tang Xin’s cheek wound with a clean cotton cloth dampened with Spirit Spring Water. The cut wasn’t big, just the size of a little fingernail, but Tang Xin had pressed hard, creating a hole. Fortunately, with the Spirit Spring Water, regular cleaning meant it was unlikely to leave a scar.
"Sister, this wound... we should still go to the city to find a doctor,"