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

After Mo Rao finished preparing the herbs, she planned to go for a walk in the town.

At this time, Zhang Lanlan came back carrying a wooden basin for washing clothes.

"Sister-in-law, do you want to go to town?" Zhang Lanlan was about to refuse.

Old Lady Mo said, "Qingshan's wife. If you have nothing to do, go to the town with the eldest girl. See if there's anything you want to buy." As she spoke, Old Lady Mu took out a tael of silver from her bosom and handed it over.

One tael of silver is not a small amount of money. Zhang Lanlan was a little hesitant to take it. Mo Rao smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, just take it! It's given by grandma, it would be a waste if you don't take it." As she said that, she took the money from the old lady's hand and put it in Zhang Lanlan's hand.

You dead girl, if you don't get punished for a day, you'll tear the roof off the house. Old Lady Mo said with her eyes wide open.

Mo Rao stuck out her tongue at Old Lady Mo, then pulled Zhang Lanlan towards the village entrance.

Old Mrs. Mo shook her head and sighed: "Ah! You are already 17 years old. Why do you still act like a child? What will happen in the future?"

Mo's mother said from the side. This girl has been naughty since she was a child. I thought she would get better as she grew up. But she has become even naughtier. I don't know who she got this from.

"Eh!" Two sighs were heard. Unfortunately, Mo Rao didn't hear a word.

Mo Rao ran to the village entrance and took Zhang Lanlan directly to the oxcart at the village entrance. The fare to town was one penny per person. Generally, a cart could seat about sixteen people.

At this time, there were already five people sitting on the ox cart. Everyone on the cart knew each other, after all, they were from the same village.

Daya, this is your sister-in-law!

Yes, Fourth Aunt, Mo Rao said politely.

Are you taking your sister-in-law to the market? said the fat aunt beside him.

"Yes!" Mo Rao said happily.

I also introduced her to Zhang Lanlan.

Zhang Lanlan has become a familiar face to everyone.

Soon, more people came and the oxcart was full of people.

Some familiar people will say hello.

When Mr. Mo, the oxcart driver, saw that the place was full, he set up the oxcart and started off swayingly.

Mo Xiaoqiao, sitting on the oxcart, was looking at Mo Rao with resentment. In the past, Mo Rao would always fawn over her aunt and flatter her, but now, this girl ignored her.

What a shameless bitch! She thought she was stronger now that the family was divided.

The old woman has been at her eldest son's house these past few days. Now there's no one left to do the housework. I have to wash my own clothes and mow the pigs every day. Mowing the pigs used to be done by those little girls.

Now that it all happened to her, she was so angry.

She had noticed over the past two days that her hands had become rough and her skin had darkened.

If they hadn't been making a fuss about separating, would she have worked so hard?

I'm about to get married, but I still have to suffer this at home. It makes me angry just thinking about it.

If it weren't for her third brother telling her not to mess with them these past two days, he had other plans.

Otherwise, she would have gone to settle the score with that slutty guy long ago.

Now when I see this person again, I can't get over the anger.

Mo Rao had noticed that murderous look early on. Who else could this person be but Mo Xiaoqiao from the Second House?

She was infuriated just by looking at this person. In her memory, this sister-in-law stayed at home all day, never touching the water. She stayed home whenever she had nothing to do, embroidering or reading picture books. She never left the house. She acted like a lady from a wealthy family. She treated the original owner like a maid, ordering her around. And she acted so superior all the time.

Mo Rao looked down on people like this. They had absolutely no skills at all. They acted all day, acting like they were great. They didn't have the life of a young lady, but they had the illness of one. This was exactly what Mo Xiaoqiao, the psychopath, was like.

Sitting on the oxcart, Mo Rao ignored Mo Xiaoqiao's gaze. Mo Xiaoqiao was also very patient. She didn't find any fault along the way.

This person was able to hold back from picking a fight. Mo Rao naturally wouldn't bother herself by arguing with such a person.

Every time I went to town, I delivered firewood to the second wife's family. After the second wife's family, I delivered firewood to the third wife's family. After the third wife's family, I delivered firewood to my eldest aunt's family. They didn't treat them like human beings at all. Saying they were treated like slaves was an understatement. They even fed their animals well.

Today was her first time going shopping in town. She had to have a good time because she didn't want to waste her time with this boring person.

After getting off the ox cart, the sister-in-law and her husband went to wander around the street. The man behind them stared at them with hatred until they were far away.

Daya was just sitting on the ox cart. Who is that girl we're looking at? She's been staring at you all the way. That look makes my scalp tingle. Zhang Lanlan asked in confusion.

Sister-in-law, my full name is Mo Rao. You can just change it to my full name. I personally don’t like the name Daya. Mo Rao said seriously.

I understand. I will call you A Rao from now on.

Uh! Okay! As long as it's not Daya.

As for that girl, she is my grandfather's daughter, Mo Xiaoqiao.

This person is not a good person. From now on, avoid this unlucky thing. The second branch of the family is a ruthless person. You never know what bad things he might do behind your back if you are not careful. It is better to be safe than sorry.

Zhang Lanlan was not unaware of these intrigues. After all, the fact that she and her siblings had survived unscathed to this day meant they were not completely incompetent.

I understand, Zhang Lanlan said with a smile.

Mo Rao first went to the town's money shop to exchange the ten-liang gold ingots she had for eight ten-liang silver ingots and ten small silver coins.

Change the rest into copper coins, which makes it easier to spend.

Zhang Lanlan was waiting for Mo Rao outside the bank. She had no idea that Mo Rao had so much money, otherwise she wouldn't have dared to go shopping. She took Mo Rao back directly. She knew that it was not safe to go out on the street with so much money.

Passing by a cloth shop, Mo Rao stepped inside. He glanced at the fine cotton cloth and decided to buy a piece of it. He planned to use the fine cotton cloth to make his underwear.

Last time, Mo's mother bought a lot of cloth. The fine cotton cloth was taken to the Zhang family as a betrothal gift. The remaining coarse cloth was used to make two sets of clothes for each person in the family, with some left over.

Coarse cloth is not suitable for wearing next to the skin. Mo Rao didn't want to make things difficult for herself. New cotton cloth had to be arranged.

"Shopkeeper, how much is this cloth?" Mo Rao asked, pointing to a piece of plain cotton cloth.

The shopkeeper is a middle-aged man.

The shopkeeper saw that the visitors were a young woman and a young girl. Zhang Lanlan had her hair styled like a woman's bun, while Mo Rao had a girl's hairstyle.

This fine cotton cloth is three taels and two qian of silver per bolt, the shopkeeper replied.

Ha ha…

Mo Rao laughed dryly. No wonder her mother was reluctant to buy them some cotton cloth? Love is so precious.

Mo Rao asked about the price of the coarse cloth on the side, "Shopkeeper, how much is this cloth per piece?"

The shopkeeper said patiently: This cloth is 500 wen per piece.

The price difference is quite large. No wonder farmers are reluctant to wear fine cotton clothes.

Mo Rao finally gritted her teeth and bought a piece of fine cotton cloth.

Zhang Lanlan was also surprised by her sister-in-law's generosity.

Although the clothes she was wearing were made of fine cotton, they were made by her mother-in-law. If she had not had any other clothes to change into, she would never have been willing to wear these fine cotton clothes.