Chapter 60: Mo Jiuye’s Method of Venting

Chapter 60: Mo Jiuye's Method of Venting

He Zhiran sat on the riverbank with great interest, observing the scene unfolding before her.

With martial arts skills, Mo Jiuye moved effortlessly in the water without any resistance.

As the river level reached his thighs, he finally stopped. Focusing intently on the surface, he swiftly plunged a branch into the water.

Upon lifting it up, two lively carp were skewered on the end, causing an eruption of cheers from the spectators on the bank.

Just as He Zhiran stood up, Mo Jiuye swung the branch, landing the fish on the grass in front of her.

Sisters-in-law and Mo Hanyue rushed over like a swarm, eager to clean and prepare them.

The officials, witnessing this, felt joy too, as they anticipated another delicious meal that evening.

Mo Jiuye, with his keen vision and swift actions, outpaced He Zhiran by a significant margin.

One after another, lively carp were flung onto the bank by him.

Seeing her sisters-in-law rushing to handle the catch, He Zhiran decided to fetch their water bags and walk a little farther to the river for more water.

She pretended to immerse the water bag in the river but held one finger at its opening.

Using her mental connection, she slowly drew purified water from the water purifier within her spatial dimension into the water bag.

Although the ancient rivers were uncontaminated, they still contained numerous bacteria.

Given the opportunity, she always preferred to provide her family with clean and hygienic drinking water.

As for Mo Jiuye, whether it was due to luck or some other reason, it seemed to He Zhiran that all the fish in the small river were converging near him.

He moved tirelessly, continuously casting fish onto the bank.

Not only did he catch large carp, but also other varieties.

Including catfish and crucian carp.

His sisters-in-law rushed about tirelessly, taking the fish he caught for further preparation.

The Fangs and Xie families also came to lend a hand.

Despite all this assistance, everyone was still swamped, demonstrating how astonishing Mo Jiuye's speed at catching fish was.

As the pile of fish grew higher, He Zhiran couldn't help but offer a reminder.

"Husband, we have enough fish now."

In truth, nobody knew that while Mo Jiuye seemed to be fishing in the river, he was actually venting his pent-up emotions. The gloom in his heart from recent days had made him feel suffocated.

Only through this activity could he feel that he was somewhat useful.

Upon hearing He Zhiran's reminder, Mo Jiuye paused his actions and waded towards the riverbank.

His pants were soaked through, with no spare clothes to change into.

Fortunately, it was summer, and the wind would soon dry them out.

Madam Mo knew her son best; she understood his distress over their family's unjust exile.

With a heart full of concern, she approached Mo Jiuye, wiping the sweat from his forehead. She wanted to speak but held back, unsure of what to say.

Feeling much better after his outburst, Mo Jiuye comforted his mother softly. "Mother, don't worry. I'll strive to survive, and if given the chance, I'll clear our family's name, ensuring you and my sisters-in-law can live comfortably."

Madam Mo nodded. "As long as you have a plan, that's all that matters. Remember to look forward in everything you do. I believe that Heaven won't forever be unjust to the Mo family."

While the mother and son spoke quietly, chaos erupted by the riverbank.

The women from the three families gathered around, busy cleaning the fish that Mo Jiuye had caught.

The joy on everyone's faces was impossible to conceal.

Which of these ladies had not grown up in wealthy households, accustomed to a life of luxury and served by countless attendants? Now, having to fend for themselves and provide their own sustenance, they found it unexpectedly enjoyable, momentarily forgetting the harsh reality of their situation.

For He Zhiran, if one were to disregard their current predicament as exiles and the stigma attached to that word, this lifestyle resembled a sort of budget travel from her previous life.

Though everything required personal effort, and life was somewhat harder, the constant connection with nature genuinely brought a sense of relaxation and well-being.

However, not everyone in the group of exiles felt this way. The members of the Ho and Li families glared at the women working diligently by the riverbank, their eyes ablaze with resentment. Enviously watching them clean the fish, they yearned to snatch some for themselves.

But alas, with so many guards overseeing them, they could only indulge in these thoughts in their minds...

The women by the riverbank chattered endlessly.

"Ninth Brother, do you think we'll be able to finish all these fish before they go bad?"

"Ninth Brother is truly skilled to have caught so many at once. I doubt he considered if we could consume them all."

"Nine Sister-in-law, can we feast without restraint tonight?"

"He family, Aunt has lived half her life and this is the first time handling fish myself. Surprisingly, it's not as difficult as I thought."

The young Xie Lin, unafraid of the fish's slime, carried a large fish to He Zhiran's side.

"Aunt, look! The fish is looking at me!"

In her previous life, He Zhiran had limited interaction with children. Seeing Xie Lin's lively appearance, she felt a wave of affection stir within her.

Gently stroking Xie Lin's head, she said, "Lin'er, be a good girl. Aunt will give you some candy."

With that, He Zhiran entered her space mentally, using the cover of her sleeves to take two pieces of rock sugar from the spice cabinet in the kitchen.

"Lin'er, eat quietly, don't let those wicked people snatch it away."

Being a child, at the mention of 'wicked people', Xie Lin instinctively glanced in the direction of the He and Li families.

Spotting the fiery gazes from those people, Xie Lin shrunk her neck slightly.

To prevent the candy from falling into the hands of the villains, she hastily popped it into her mouth, abandoning the fish in her arms. She quickly ran to her father's side.

He Zhiran watched as Xie Lin retreated, then he picked out some fish that the women had prepared.

Mo Jiuye, ever perceptive, followed suit, gathering a few large stones to construct a makeshift stove. He then crouched down to help ignite the fire.

Upon seeing this, the men from the Fang and Xie families also emulated Mo Jiuye, constructing their own stoves.

The Mo family was known for their benevolence, having purchased large iron pots for them, along with provisions and vegetables.

It would be somewhat inappropriate for them to continue eating meals prepared by others.

With three large iron pots set up, He Zhiran took charge of preparing dinner for the Mo family. Gradually, women from the Fang and Xie families returned, beginning to prepare their own evening meals.

Peng Wang, aware that the Mo family's dinner would include them, instructed the officials to gather some firewood from the surroundings and send it over, thus contributing in their own way.

The women of the Xie and Fang families, not skilled in cooking, mimicked He Zhiran's actions step by step.

After half an hour, a delectable braised fish dish, with all its colors, aromas, and flavors perfectly balanced, was ready on the Mo family's side.

As soon as the lid was lifted, the aroma wafted far and wide.

No longer needing to portion out for the Fang and Xie families, they directly offered some to the officials. Each member of the Mo family held a bowl of rice, gathered around the iron pot to savor their meal.

At this moment, the braised fish dishes from the Xie and Fang households were also completed, albeit with less satisfactory flavors compared to the Mo family's.

Nonetheless, the Li and He families, observing from a distance, couldn't help but feel envious.