Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 766: Concordance (3)_1

Chapter 766: Chapter 766: Concordance (3)_1

Tie Tou was agitated and spoke incoherently, unsure of what to do. Rubbing his hands subconsciously, he ended up rubbing his chilblains, making the already ghastly wound look even more ferocious. He himself winced from the pain.

Mo Yan was torn between laughter and tears. After her laughter faded, her expression gradually grew serious, "Brother Tie Tou, have you ever thought about how the villagers would view you and Miss Liu if you really were to be together?"

Liu Qingqing had visited Liu Yang Village Old Man Mo’s House; it was impossible to conceal her identity. Moreover, she had no family of her own, and her behavior was very different from the peasant girls, which would definitely raise suspicions over time.

Some people walk together for a while and then part ways, not necessarily because the feelings have faded, but because they cannot withstand a lot of external pressure. Mo Yan was very worried that the village gossip would eventually hurt these two people, turning them into a pair of resentful partners and ending with a gloomy separation.

She had thought Tie Tou would be stumped by this question, but his response stunned Mo Yan greatly, and she would never forget the determined look in his eyes and his emphatic words.

"Sister Yan, Tie Tou is a simple man, doesn’t understand any grand principles, but Tie Tou knows that a man lives his life for himself, for his family. What the outsiders say, how they see it, what does it have to do with Tie Tou? They say what they say, Tie Tou lives his life, not eating their food, not drinking their water, why should Tie Tou care about what they say?"

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Now that she knew where Liu Qingqing was staying, Mo Yan went directly by carriage, sparing herself from being distressed by Tie Tou’s foolish appearance.

The place where Liu Qingqing rented was somewhat remote; Mo Yan drove around for quite a while before she found the big door with copper plating that Tie Tou had mentioned.

She approached and knocked on the door, and soon a slit was opened by a maid about twelve or thirteen years old. Judging by the maid’s dress, she was the one Liu Qingqing had brought from Yanyu House.

The little maid, having seen the world at Yanyu House, could tell from the visitor’s attire that the young lady standing outside the door was of no ordinary status. Although still cautious, she spoke with due politeness, "May I ask who madam is looking for?"

Without any pretense, Mo Yan replied warmly, "Could this be where a Miss Liu resides? I have been entrusted by someone to find Miss Liu."

Hearing that the visitor was looking for her mistress, the maid grew more vigilant, "May I ask, on whose behalf does the young lady come? My mistress keeps to herself and prefers not to meet strangers."

Seeing this, a meaningful look appeared in Mo Yan’s eyes. The kind of servant one has reflects the kind of master they serve. If a young girl of twelve or thirteen could act thus, it showed that Liu Qingqing was more capable than she had imagined.

If Brother Tie Tou married someone strong-willed to look after the house, it might be better given his nature. But if she were too strong and pushed aside his own mother and siblings, that would be troublesome. Mo Yan hoped that Liu Qingqing was not the latter type.

"You just tell your mistress my surname is Mo. Whether to meet or not, you cannot decide for your mistress."

Mo? Suspicion flashed in the maid’s eyes as she sized up Mo Yan from head to toe, thinking she might be her mistress’ love interest’s sister. Her attitude immediately did a one-eighty, and she swiftly said, "Please wait a moment, young miss, I will go and call my mistress immediately."

With that, she turned and ran into the house, leaving the courtyard door ajar.

It wasn’t long before Mo Yan saw a woman dressed in a light purple straight-waist cotton padded jacket, with exquisite features and a dignified bearing, walking briskly out. It was indeed Liu Qingqing, with whom she had once had a brief encounter.

Seeing that it was Mo Yan, Liu Qingqing was a bit startled and then politely smiled, "It turns out to be Miss Mo gracing my humble house with her presence. Qingqing has been remiss in not welcoming you from afar; I hope Miss Mo will not take offense."