The female general of the last days returned to ancient times to raise a young prostitute

Old Mrs. Mo said bluntly: If you think it’s a good idea, your girl Yao is of marriageable age, so just keep it for her!

As for my daughter Da Ya's marriage, you don't need to worry about it.

Mrs. Li, look at what you are saying. The third child also cares about Daya. Aren’t you hurting the child’s feelings by saying this?

This girl is about to pass the marriage-marriage age. If we don't take care of her, she will become an old maid. Our Mo family can't afford to lose this person.

She has to marry whether she wants to or not, said Mr. Mo unhappily.

Old Mrs. Mo also hated these people very much. She could tolerate them before, but now she doesn't want to tolerate them anymore.

Is there something wrong with what I said? Even if no one wants my daughter, she will be raised by the old family. What does it have to do with you?

Also, why are you all here? Our house is too small to accommodate all of you. If you have nothing to do, please leave immediately.

You you....

Mr. Mo, you talked for a long time but still couldn't figure out the reason.

Mr. Mo was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, but thinking about the purpose of his visit today, he endured it.

I'm too lazy to argue with you, my wife. Old man, please give me the silver you sold yesterday.

Old Lady Mo snorted coldly. She knew that this person had bad intentions.

This man brought the woman and their two sons to her sons' home in a domineering manner, with the sole purpose of getting the more than one hundred taels of silver he got from selling wild animals.

It's so ironic. She really doesn't want to see this greedy face for even a moment. It's so disgusting.

Seeing that Mr. Mo came here for the money, Boss Mo naturally wouldn't hand it over. This was their hope for the future.

Dad, this silver was earned by Daya with her life, and Qingshan still has to get married, so I can’t give this silver to you.

Mo Laoer said with a smile: "What are you talking about, big brother? If I give this money to Dad, how can I not care about Qingshan's marriage? Just don't worry, Dad will definitely make Qingshan's wedding a grand occasion."

Qingshan's marriage will be arranged by me and his mother. Dad is old and not suitable to worry about us, his children and grandchildren.

When Mr. Mo heard this, he was so angry that smoke came out of his nostrils.

These were words that Mr. Mo had said to Mr. Mo before. The general meaning was that he was old and not suitable to take care of his children and grandchildren's marriages, and asked if he could borrow money.

Mr. Mo said with a serious face: Ten taels of silver are enough for Qingshan’s marriage. I heard that you sold it for one hundred and thirty-two taels.

Give me one hundred and twenty taels, and keep the rest for Qingshan's marriage.

As for Qingshan’s wedding, you can arrange it however you want, I don’t care.

Mr. Mo did not allow Boss Mo to refuse and divided the money clearly.

Boss Mo also thought of his father, who would be so shameless as to ask for money.

The money my daughter earned with her life was sold for a total of 132 taels of silver, and now she is asking for 120 taels directly.

He only left twelve taels for them. This was his father. He never cared about him. In his eyes, only those two people were his sons. It was ridiculous.

Boss Mo seemed to have made up his mind and said, "Dad, let's divide the family! I don't want any of your houses and land. As for this one hundred and twenty taels, it was earned by my daughter with her life, so I won't give it to you."

Even if he waited until the old man was willing to divide the family, he believed that his father would not give him anything decent. It would be better to divide the family now to save face.

They would only treat me as a farmhand, so why would I bother doing this if I knew the outcome? It would be better to separate the family now and leave some dignity for myself.

Don’t even think about dividing the family, I don’t agree, Mr. Mo said angrily.

How can we split up the family?

Two opposing voices sounded at the same time.

One is for Mo Lao Er, and the other is for Mo Lao San.

Mrs. Mo naturally disagreed. This family was providing free farm labor, and there were so many of them. How could she still need people to farm her thirty acres of land? They were using the least money for the most work. How could they possibly split up the family?

Old Master Mo thought his son was obedient to him, but now he wanted to split the family property for 120 taels of silver. This made him feel that his authority was challenged and he was very annoyed.

I tell you, as long as your father is alive, you can never think of dividing the family property. That is really outrageous.

Mo Lao Er and Mo Lao San also opened their mouths to persuade him.

Big brother, you abandon our parents for this little bit of silver. Money is just something outside of our body. It was not easy for dad to raise us. How could you hurt his heart like this?

Big brother, I'm not saying anything to you, but you're abandoning your parents just for one hundred and twenty taels. This will make the villagers gossip about you.

Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the reputation of your children! The children are already at the age of marriage, so why bother with reputation?

Mo Rao watched the show carefully from the side. She wanted to see how shameless this family could be.

Mo Ertai pretended to persuade him, "Daqiang, hurry up and apologize to your father. It's just 120 taels. Just give it to him. Look how angry your father is. If you give this silver to your father, will he still treat you badly in the future?"

At least your family owns dozens of acres of land, and the family property will definitely be yours first in the future. After all, you are the eldest in the family and the pillar of the family.

Old Mrs. Mo snorted angrily, "You talk so high and mighty, what do you mean by the family property belongs to my eldest son? You talk so nicely, then divide up the family land now. As long as this old man gives my eldest son half of the family property according to the village rules, I will give him the 120 taels."

When Mo Erniang heard this, her face turned green. This one mu of land would cost twelve taels, and fifteen mu would be one hundred and eighty taels.

According to the rules of the village, the eldest brother takes half of the family property, and the remaining half is divided among his brothers. No matter how many brothers there are in the family, the eldest brother takes half of the family property because he has the obligation to support the elderly.

Mo Ertai was just saying some nice words to trick people into giving him the money first.

As for the future, it was still her decision. She had no intention of really dividing the family property, as it belonged to her son.

Old Master Mo pointed at Old Lady Mo and cursed: I'm not dead yet, and you have no say in this family. I was wondering why my eldest son didn't listen to me today. It turns out it was you, the evil old woman, who was behind it.

I'm going to beat you to death today, you troublemaker, and as he said that, Mr. Mo stood up, grabbed Mrs. Mo's hair and slapped her twice.

Old Mrs. Mo's face suddenly swelled up and blood flowed from the corners of her mouth.

Mr. Mo seems to be unhappy

He picked up the shovel beside him and started to prepare to attack Old Mrs. Mo.

Old Master Mo was always willing to hit Old Lady Mo. Old Lady Mo had been beaten many times in the past. She was afraid of death and was afraid that if she died, her son would be left without support, so she was always cautious in that family.

Now that her son has money, no one can take it away from him. She would rather die than let these people harm her son.

Old Man Mo picked up a shovel and started hitting Old Lady Mo.

How could Boss Mo watch his mother being beaten? He immediately stepped forward to protect her.

The shovel was about to hit Boss Mo on the forehead.

don't want…

Ah!

Several voices came at the same time, and Old Mrs. Mo was so scared that she fainted immediately.

Mo's mother's pupils dilated with fear.

Only Mo Rao was very calm. That was enough. Did they think she, Mo Rao, was dead?

He was about to hit her father and her grandmother in front of her. Mo Rao rushed over and grabbed the handle of the shovel. The shovel was only millimeters away from Mo Lao Da's head.

Boss Mo was also scared and broke out in a cold sweat. If he was hit by this, he would be dead.

The whole scene was filled with tension and the atmosphere was tense. Old Master Mo stared at Mo Rao. He didn't expect that this damn girl would dare to come and stop him.

Mo Rao's aura was fully revealed at this time, and her stern eyes made Old Man Mo retreat a little, but he thought that this was just a girl.

He never thought of beating his eldest son to death. After all, he was his own child.

Because he was determined to kill the man, the eldest son rushed over and had no time to stop.