Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord-Chapter 180 - Who Did It

Chapter 180: Chapter 180: Who Did It?

Chapter 180: Chapter 180: Who Did It?

“Damn it, who did this?” Old Lady Mo sat on a pile of dung, both disgusted and furious.

This sudden mishap stunned everyone, and nobody admitted to doing it. Old Lady Mo was petty and vengeful; if she found out, there would be no good days ahead for them.

Seeing this, Mo Daoyan, who was standing at the back, sneaked out quietly.

“Old lady, hurry up and get up.” Although Old Master Mo was also desperate to go, he could not just ignore his wife.

Since Madam Xie had been sent away, Madam Ruan and Auntie Sun had become lazy and had not covered the latrine waste with ash anymore. Without the ash, the excrement quickly filled with countless maggots wriggling inside it, which was extremely disgusting to see.

Old Lady Mo was both nauseated and horrified, feeling like she wanted to die at that moment. She reached out to Old Master Mo for help, “Old man, hurry and pull me up.”

Old Master Mo wanted to help too, but upon seeing Old Lady Mo’s hand covered in dung and countless tiny maggots, he felt extremely nauseous. He shuddered and stepped back, pushing Madam Ruan forward with a commanding tone, “Madam Ruan, hurry and pull your mother-in-law up.”

Madam Ruan glanced and saw that Old Lady Mo was not only wrapped in dung but also covered in maggots of all sizes, which also nauseated her. She quickly said, “You’re a grown man and you’re not pulling, how can I, a frail woman, do it?”

She was full of regret, not understanding what was happening. She had just finished her business, and her stomach began to ache again. If she had known the situation in the latrine, she would have held it a little longer and come in later, avoiding being caught by Old Master Mo as a human shield.

“I’m an old man, nearly eighty, and you youngsters won’t do it, should I, a man nearly buried in yellow earth, do it?” Old Master Mo flared up, puffing out his cheeks and glaring, pulling rank as the family head.

At this, Madam Ruan was extremely disdainful inside. The last time a bunch of them were chased in the old residence by that idiot, Old Master Mo had escaped the fastest, nimble and quick; where did he show his age then?

But she had no choice, he was the elder and the family head, so whatever he said was right.

“Madam Ruan, you wretched woman, aren’t you going to pull me up quickly? Do you need your skin itching?”

Old Lady Mo ran out of patience. Not only was the dung heap stench unbearable, but it also housed thousands of maggots. She felt like she was in hell and couldn’t stand it a moment longer. Helplessly, there was too much excrement and it was too slippery; without someone to pull her, it was difficult to climb up. She didn’t want to wait any longer, risk slipping, and fall headfirst into the dung, which would be even worse than being killed.

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With a mournful face, Madam Ruan braced herself against the waves of pain in her stomach, stepped forward, closed her eyes, reached out her hand, and resignedly said, “Mother-in-law, come on.”

After Old Lady Mo was pulled up, she was extremely disgusted and couldn’t hold back. She vomited violently while hastily running to take a bath.

The Mo family members began to fight over the latrine again, it didn’t stop all night. Eventually, completely drained and lacking the strength even to walk, they struggled until dawn before calling a neighbor to fetch a doctor.

The doctor inquired, felt their pulses, and prescribed medicine without a word.

Madam Ruan, slumped on a stool, weakly asked, “Doctor, could we have been poisoned? Otherwise, we wouldn’t all have diarrhea.”

Having suffered through the night, they suspected it might be the chicken that was to blame, asking Mo Yaner repeatedly. She claimed ignorance, and since she also ate it and ran to the latrine with them all night, they dismissed the thought.

“What poison? It’s because you usually eat less oil. Suddenly consuming so much oil overwhelmed your stomachs; it’s perfectly normal,” the Doctor stated expressionlessly.

The whole village knew by yesterday about Old Lady Mo raiding the old residence for chickens and cloth. He was extremely contemptuous of it, but as a doctor obligated to parental care, he was still committed to treating their illnesses fully.