Too high to reach

Chapter 28 Gently Smelling Green Plums
It was at this moment that the aggrieved father, Mo Ruhai, who was worried and unwilling to give up, came after them.

As soon as I entered, I saw my precious daughter looking at Liang You!

Liang You was also looking at her.

Wow! Look at these two: smiling, bright eyes—they're completely focused!
Even when I entered the room, they didn't take their eyes off me.

And in front of so many people! Liang You is really outrageous!

Yi Yi also thought: "If I get married in the future, will I still remember my old father?"

We shouldn't have agreed to this so quickly!

My life has been so tragic. I finally had a sweet and loving daughter, but this brat has stolen her away.

The moment he stepped inside, he had thought of all this in a flash, and glared at Liang You with hatred.

Wang was talking happily to herself when she saw her husband standing there glaring at Liang You. "Master!?"

Liang Youcai realized what was happening and quickly stood up, "Uncle Hai!"

Mo Ruhai was unhappy and wanted to kick them out.

"Madam, the New Year is almost here. Liang You is the eldest son, and he has many things to take care of both at home and outside. Let him go home early!"

The kitchen prepared a meal for guests today... Before we could even ask them to stay, he was already kicking us out with this attitude? How rude!
Wang was somewhat angry.

Mo Yi realized what was happening and, worried that her mother might argue with her father in front of others, quickly said, "Mother, I made a sachet for Xin-meimei and would like to trouble Brother Liang You to take it to her. What do you think..."

"What purse? Show it to your mother." Madam Wang held out her hand. Men and women must be kept separate; they're not engaged yet, so she can't pass things around carelessly, lest Madam Liang find out and cause trouble.

Mo Yi took out a small package wrapped in patterned paper and handed it over.

Wow, it's still wrapped! How thoughtful. It reminds me of the one I gave my older sister last time… Hmm, that girl's quite meticulous. She's got guts!
I opened it, and inside was a light pink purse. It was clearly for a girl, fully embroidered with golden sunflowers. On the back were four characters: 欣欣向荣 (Xin Xin Xiang Rong).

Wang, who couldn't read, exclaimed, "It's actually quite beautiful!"

Mo Ruhai stared intently, touching his meager purse, embroidered with only two bamboo motifs. "Hmph, thank goodness it's for a woman; if it were for a man!" A cold glint flashed in his eyes…

It was too hasty! We shouldn't have made the decision so quickly! He regretted it once again.

Mo Fan picked up the purse at his waist and showed it off. It was embroidered with a lone sail in the distance, which perfectly matched his name and was very poetic. It was made by Fifth Sister!

The purse around Mo Da's waist was made by his wife. Zhou Shi had been pampered and raised in her maiden home, and although her dowry was substantial, her workmanship was quite ordinary. The purse was plain and did not reflect his refined taste.

Seeing the expressions on their father's and Mo Fan's faces, could it be that their fifth sister did all of this?

Outrageous!

As the eldest brother, how come I didn't get anything?!
Liang You carefully took it with both hands, examined it closely, his eyes sparkling!
"Sister Yi's design is ingenious, and the workmanship is exquisite! I'm sure you'll love it!" He gazed intently at Mo Yi...

Mo Ruhai also coughed!
Liang You glanced around and saw that Mo Ruhai's face was very dark. He could only say with difficulty, "It's almost the New Year. I'm sure... Uncle and Aunt have a lot of things to do at home, so I won't bother you any longer. I'll come to your house to wish you a Happy New Year later."

Mo Ruhai nodded: You're smart to leave now!
Wang had no choice but to say, "Mo Yi, go and see Brother Liang You off."

"..." Mo Ruhai looked at his wife in disbelief.

A single man and a single woman!
How is this possible? !
Mo Yi showed no shyness, no hesitation, and no refusal. "Yes!" she replied, standing up.

Mo Ruhai pointed at Mo Da and Mo Fan, "You two, come along and see them off too!"

Mo Da understood his parents' meaning and stood up without saying anything more. Mo Fan stood up even faster than him.

"Uncle and Aunt, I'll take my leave..." After saying that, Liang You bowed and left.

Mo Yi followed behind.

After they came out, Mo Fan saw Mo Da following him with a serious expression, so he pulled him away.

"What?!" Moda asked him.

"I need to talk to you!" Mo Fan whispered. Although he was unwilling, it seemed his sister was quite willing... Inside the house, Mo Ruhai pointed outside and asked Wang Shi with dissatisfaction, "This, how can this be?"

Madam Wang gave him a reproachful look: "Why are you so agitated? They're about to get engaged, what's wrong with exchanging a few words? Besides, they were just escorted to the front gate. Didn't you also send Mo Da and Mo Fan along?"

Mo Ruhai sat down, sighing helplessly.

Liang You shuffled forward, with Mo Yi following behind.

With no adults around, Liang You felt much more at ease. "My little sister has grown a lot taller since the last time I saw her."

Mo Yi looked at him but didn't say anything, not even remembering which time he had mentioned the last time.

"Hmm... This is my first time visiting the Mo family."

Moy remained silent.

"Judging from the purse your younger sister made, she must be quite skilled at needlework?"

He's quite good at striking up conversations... Suddenly I remembered something. When she was eight years old, she was addicted to needlework and felt very skilled at it. No matter where she went, she would carry a sewing kit with her.

When they see the patterns on someone's clothes, they have to analyze them secretly.

That time, I ran into Liang You. I don't know if he got into a fight outside or if he got hurt somewhere, but there was a triangular tear in his blue school uniform.

At that time, she couldn't stand seeing this, so she took the initiative to run over and said she would sew it up for him.

"I remember now, Brother Liang was very short back then."

Liang You was frustrated. Back then, he was indeed not tall and even felt inferior: "That's true! I was only a little taller than you back then."

“Uh…” Mo Yi didn’t think so. She remembered that this person only reached her ears and she had to sit down when sewing his clothes.

She treated him like a child; otherwise, how could she, at eight years old, have taken the initiative to sew clothes for another boy?
"Ahem!" Liang You seemed both amused and annoyed.

Mo Yi realized, "Yes, yes, yes. A little bit taller than me. Now she's more than a head taller than me." She only reached his chest...

"Boys grow later. Especially after I started practicing martial arts, I was running and jumping all day, practicing punches and kicks, and I ate a lot, so I suddenly grew taller."

"Oh." Mo Yi nodded.

The two walked slowly, talking as they went.

"Fifth Sister!" A figure flashed ahead, carrying a fragrance, and Mo Yuan made a dazzling appearance at the door between the second and first wives' quarters.

Mo Yi smiled faintly and looked at Mo Yuan without saying a word.

"Fifth Sister? This is..."

Mo Yuan wore a silver fur cloak over a pink pleated skirt. Her hair was soft and swayed gently in the breeze.

She stood in a breezy spot, her hair and clothes fluttering in the wind, like a fairy.

As for its attraction to men... it's absolutely true.

Although Mo Yuan was talking to Mo Yi, her eyes were actually sizing up Liang You. Liang You blushed deeply, lowered his eyelids, and stood next to Mo Yi.

"Fourth Sister, these are our guests. I'm seeing them off on behalf of our parents. This is my cousin!"

Liang You bowed slightly without saying a word.

Mo Yi looked at his expression, eyes downcast, mouth down, and mind at ease. Satisfied, she thought, "Fourth Sister, I'll see them off first!"

The two people walked past Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan wasn't annoyed, muttering to herself: Liang You, tsk, is that all there is to him?! She had sharp eyes and noticed a figure flash and disappear; judging by the color of the dress, it seemed to be Mo Wen…

Is Mo Wen spying on us?
why?
(End of this chapter)