Domineering Peasant Girl is Not Easy To Mess With

   Chapter 372 Treat or die, be quick

Mu Qingli laughed again: "Master Zhang's words are natural, but I don't know that Master Zhang can't control their three mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. If the three mother-in-law and daughter-in-law come to scold every day because of this, I will call at the door. , don't blame me for not reminding you!"

   Mr. Zhang called her a choked remark, so she couldn't help but snorted softly: "Don't worry, they know the importance, the boss has one leg, it's worth it!"

Mu Qingli nodded, glanced at Zhang Zicai, smiled suddenly, and said, "Good or bad, but this can't deceive me - my family's husband, so it's not you who has the final say, but my family's husband. Other people's family is fine, but you Zhang family, I want to say all the ugly things in the front, so as not to be unclear in the future. At that time, your legs are obviously good, but you shout that it is not good, and you still force Sangu and the others to give You provide food, I promise, my husband can change your legs back to what they are now. If you don’t believe me, just give it a try. But by then, maybe It really doesn't heal!"

   Zhang Zicai was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, shook his head in embarrassment and annoyance and said, "No, no, how is this possible? I'm not that kind of person!"

   He never dared to say it, such a thought was quietly spinning in his heart. It's so mad that these two have squeezed their own family to death...

   Mu Qingli snorted, then stopped talking.

   "It's fine if it's someone else's family, but your Zhang family" how and how the old man Zhang and Zhang Zijian, who were also vomited to death, didn't look very good, and said with a sullen face: "Can it be cured now?"

  Mo Yun smiled deeply: "The old man is really joking! How can we cure it when it is so late? Why do we have to wait for tomorrow morning! Besides, I have to go home and prepare."

   Father Yu, father and son nodded one after another: That's right, the light is too dark at the moment, and I don't think it's suitable for bone-setting treatment.

   Although Mr. Zhang was anxious, he couldn't refute this, so he nodded and said, "Then tomorrow morning, there will be nephew Laomo."

   "It's easy to talk about it," Mo Yunshen said with a smile: "It can't be said that there is work or no work, this is an exchange of equal value, just an exchange of equal value!"

   Mr. Zhang: "..."

   Can you not tell the truth? This is really bad!

   It's just that at this time, Mr. Zhang didn't dare to offend Mo Yunshen no matter what, otherwise Zhang Zi would be disabled for a lifetime. Not to mention that the son would resent him, how could he feel sorry for himself?

   "It's getting late, why don't you just stay at our house for the night? Or if you're not used to it, there must be a spare room in Zishan's house, why don't you stay at their house for one night?" Mr. Zhang said again with a smile.

   "No need," Mo Yun shook his head deeply and said lightly: "We are used to going back to our own home, and we just go back. You can rest too, you don't need to send it away."

"Hey, what a cloud, how dangerous it is this night, it's so dark, why go back? I think it's better to stay at our house for one night! It also saves you from running back and forth tomorrow, wouldn't it be troublesome?" In a hurry, he said quickly.

   Can Zhang Zi not be in a hurry? Now the mountains and forests around the village are not very peaceful, and it is night again, and the danger is even more indescribable.

   In the past, he wouldn't bother to worry about it, but now it's different. In case Mo Yunshen is taken away by some beast on the way back, who will treat his leg tomorrow?

   Mr. Zhang's heart also jumped, and he quickly persuaded him, and even Mr. Yu and his son also persuaded a few words.

  Mo Yunshen and Mu Qingli knew exactly what Zhang Zicai and his son were thinking, but they were too lazy to break it down.

   "Don't worry, we will be able to come tomorrow morning! No matter how unbalanced it is, nothing can help us!" Mo Yun gave Zhang Zicai a look with a faint smile, and left with Mu Qingli.

   Zhang Zicai had no choice but to give up.

   Early the next morning, seeing Mo Yunshen and Mu Qingli finally coming, Mo Yunshen was still carrying a small wooden box, the Zhang family finally breathed a sigh of relief.

   Zhang Zishan and Mu Sangu also came with them.

  No matter how the relationship between the two families is different, although Zhang Zishan left angrily yesterday, even though his face was not very good-looking at the moment, but he didn't want to make trouble, he still came.

   "Nephew Mo, you guys are here!" Mr. Zhang greeted him with a smile, then said hello to Zhang Zishan, and said to them with a hurried smile, "Have you eaten breakfast? Why don't you eat something first!"

   "No need," Mo Yunshen had no interest in their family's meals, and smiled: "Give me the letter, and we can start."

   Mr. Zhang stiffened—he hadn't had time to prepare yet.

   Old Mrs. Zhang smelled something unusual, and gave Mo Yunshen a vigilant look, and said, "What is the evidence!"

   "Ms. Zhang, don't you know?" Mu Qingli opened her eyes in surprise and quickly explained the conditions for treating Zhang Zicai that she had negotiated with Mr. Zhang last night.

"what!"

   "Where is this going!"

   "I said you guys are too dark!"

   Old Mrs. Zhang, her mother-in-law and her daughter-in-law were all surprised and screamed. Even the Tang family shivered, feeling like they had been cut into flesh.

   Tens of thousands of catties of food, so much food for one leg, no one can be calm.

   "What do you mean?" Mrs. Zhang said angrily: "Isn't this too dark? Mr. Yu and the others have never asked for such a high price when they practice medicine to save people."

Mo Yun said with a deep smile: "I'm not a doctor, and the doctor's rules have nothing to restrict me. In my eyes, this is a deal, and the deal is about your wishes and my wishes. If you don't want to, then forget it. !"

   "You—" Mrs. Zhang was so angry that her nose was smoking, what kind of deal, this is clearly a threat to not!

   "Zishan," she suddenly turned around and glared at Zhang Zishan, and said angrily, "We raised you anyway, you—"

"Shut up!" Mu Qingli's face sank, and she shouted coldly: "What? Are you using this to press people again? Did I say that you Zhang family still need some face? Old man, what did we say last night? It seems that the old man is in this family. The status is not very good, and the words and guarantees made don’t seem to be very effective! In other words, who is the head of the family who speaks the best, please give me a word, whether you are cured or not, be quick!”

"you--"

   "Okay!" Old Man Zhang shouted angrily. Isn't his heart dripping blood? But is it just watching the boss become a waste person? After that, who will support the eldest family? Besides, if I really want to talk about it, I haven't lost anything, it's just that I can't continue to take advantage of it...

   (end of this chapter)