560: Another Beating

Another Beating

Old Master Mo realized that, as the head of the household, if he did not take her in hand or failed to make his stance clear, others might be misled by Jiang Hongying's matter-of-fact attitude. 1

Old Master Mo said icily, "Who gave you the authority to say he's the Mo family's successor? I'm not dead yet! Jiang Hongying, you don't make the decisions in this family. The successor of the Mo family has not yet been decided. If I ever hear you say such things again, I won't hold back!"

Jiang Hongying's expression changed. "This… Father, if Hao Hao is not the successor, then who is it? Who will you make your successor?"

Old Master Mo narrowed his eyes, and a hint of anger showed on his face. "That's none of your business. Jiang Hongying, you have no right to ask. I haven't disciplined you for several years, and you're getting out of hand. How dare you question me?"

Even Mo Huai was rather frightened when he saw Old Master Mo's icy expression. He hurriedly tugged at Jiang Hongying to ask her to tone it down.

Really. Do you think Father is like me and will let you do whatever you want?

Grandma Mo looked mournfully at the chicken soup on the floor. "My chicken soup!"

Old Master Mo looked at her, startled.

Grandma Mo looked upset and angry. "That's right. That's the chicken soup I brought back for you. It was made with many medicinal herbs and is specially meant to build up our health. It's medicinal food!"

Wow!

Old Master Mo was so angry. His granddaughter-in-law had gone to so much trouble to make the soup to show her filial piety, his wife gone to so much trouble to bring the chicken soup back, and he had happily rushed downstairs to try her cooking, but this useless object had spilled it?

Old Master Mo's expression was extremely ugly. He could not bear to look at Mo Yunhao. His Mo family's sons had all grown up to become sissies. It was embarrassing. This jerk…

"You're a grown man. Can't you be more useful? You can't even hold a bowl of soup properly, and you want to be the Mo family's successor? Jiang Hongying, is this how you've raised your son? Hold out your hand. I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

The last sentence was directed at Mo Yunhao.

His Mo family's grandson!

He was irritated to see how his grandson had developed.

Old Master Mo was so angry he went to get the feather duster.

His granddaughter-in-law's chicken soup!

His wife had personally brought it back for him!

When Jiang Hongying heard that the Old Master was actually going to beat her son, she was stunned and looked incredulous. "Father, Hao Hao is so badly injured, and you want to beat him? The chicken soup was so hot. It doesn't matter if it spilled. Just ask Aunt Zhang to make another batch."

"This is all Aunt Zhang's fault. Why would she put such hot soup in a bowl…"

"Shut up!"

Old Master Mo roared.

"Your own son is so useless he can't even carry a bowl of chicken soup, and you have the cheek to blame others? Look at him, he's a sissy. Which of my Mo family's descendants are like him?"

Useless!

The word pierced Jiang Hongying. Mo Yunhao was her only son and carried all her hopes. As the Mo family's eldest grandson, she had always hoped that he would be the Mo family's successor and head of the household!

But now the Old Master was berating him and calling him useless. How could she bear it?

"Father, what are you saying? Our Hao Hao is clearly a nice boy. How is he useless? He's young and immature, he'll naturally improve as he grows up. He doesn't need to do these small things.

"Also, he's a child of our Mo family. Even if you are not pleased with him, you don't need to criticize him like this."

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