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

The ox cart drove quickly towards the provincial capital under the moonlight.

Mo Rao looked around all the way, hoping to see her father and elder brother on the road.

But the final result was that nothing was seen.

They hadn't seen anyone along the way, and Mo Rao was getting anxious.

At this moment, my cousin Mo Gu noticed a dark shadow moving ahead. It must be someone. Upon hearing this, Mo Rao immediately opened her eyes wide to see more clearly.

As the cart slowly approached, everyone saw the person ahead. It was the person they were looking for. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. But when they saw the other person's condition, their hearts began to lift again. They saw that the two men were covered in wounds, and the original cart had disappeared. The two men limped forward, supporting each other.

Uncle Mo stopped his oxcart. Everyone on the other side of the oxcart jumped out. Zhang Lanlan hurried to check on Mo Qingshan's injuries. Mo Rao also hurried over to see how Mo's father was doing.

Mo Rao looked them over and confirmed that none of their arms or legs were broken. She felt relieved. It looked like they had only minor injuries.

Uncle Mo asked, "Daqiang, what's going on? How did it get to this point?"

Oh, don’t even mention his second uncle, he almost lost his life in this city today.

Mo Daqiang said: Let’s talk about it when we get back. It’s not convenient to talk on the way.

As they spoke, the father and son were helped onto the ox cart. They then started heading towards Mojia Village.

After getting off the ox cart, Uncle Mo and his son Mo Gu helped Mo Daqiang and his son into the house.

Mo Rao paid the fare, and Grandpa Mo drove the ox cart back. The other members of the Mo family were also shocked when they saw the two men returning with injuries all over their bodies.

When the father and son returned to the house, they found that they could hardly move their legs. They finally found a place to sit down and rest.

Old Mrs. Mo put her clothes pockets together and finally made some space to entertain the two of them.

His second uncle said, "I'm sorry the house is so messy," and then Old Mrs. Mo brought a stool for the two of them to sit down.

Uncle Mo and his son were also shocked by the piles of clothes in their room.

Everyone in the village was saying that their family had bought a lot of unwanted clothes. It seemed to be true.

Mo Rao bought a bunch of unwanted clothes in town, and word had already spread to every household in the village. As for Mo Rao's later use of soapberry to wash clothes, not many people saw it, so the spread naturally didn't spread that quickly.

Father Mo asked his wife beside him, "Mother, what's going on?"

Mo's mother said anxiously: "I'll explain this later. First, tell me what happened to your injury? How come you became like this after going to the capital?"

Father Mo explained: "Hey! This is a long story, but it's actually like this." Father Mo then told them about their trip to the city today and how they sold the tiger.

Throughout the whole process, Father Mo did not avoid Uncle Mo, because Uncle Mo was one of the few people in the village who had good intentions towards their family.

He has always taken good care of their family. Father Mo trusts Uncle Mo's family more.

The two heard that Mo Rao had found a tiger in the mountains. They were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths. What kind of luck was this?

But after hearing what happened next, I broke out in a cold sweat for the two of them.

The two of them pulled a cart to the provincial capital before dawn.

Arriving in the city, the tiger caught the eye of a wealthy merchant as soon as it was displayed. The transaction went smoothly, with payment and goods exchanged. After selling the tiger, we didn't dare to linger in the city and decided to return quickly.

We pushed the cart and started to head back. But we didn't expect that we would be targeted.

They were following us all the way, and Qingshan and I sensed something was amiss. We decided to get to a more crowded area and get rid of them. After all, with so many people around, they wouldn't dare to act recklessly.

Afterwards we wandered around the city, going wherever there were crowds of people.

Just when we thought we had gotten rid of them, we were walking back through an alley when this group of people came out. There were no other people around the alley. They came up and demanded we hand over our money.

Of course, we couldn't pay. When they saw we wouldn't take the money, they started beating and smashing things. They even smashed the cart.

We were both beaten so badly that we couldn't fight back?

Just when we were dizzy and dazed from the beating, with no response from heaven or earth, a passing gentleman called the patrolling yamen officer for us. That’s how we escaped.

What Father Mo didn't mention was that this man was the one who bought them the Blood Ganoderma last time and the one who cheated them out of more than twenty taels of rice money.

The father and son were in tacit agreement and didn't ask them how much the tiger was sold for. It was obvious that the tiger wouldn't be cheap. In their opinion, it would cost at least a hundred taels.

This Mo Daqiang family is about to become rich.

Mo Rao also felt that his uncle's family was quite nice. So he said, "Uncle, as you can see, my family has collected a lot of clothes today. I wonder if my aunt and sister-in-law are free to help us wash these clothes. It costs five cents to wash one piece of clothes."

What's the money? If you need it, just ask your second aunt to come over and help.

Yes, sister Daya, if your family needs it, your sister-in-law will come over and help. Why mention money?

Mo Rao explained: "Second Uncle, these are my clothes. I use the washed clothes to make money, so I won't suffer any loss. So I have to pay for the laundry. Besides, I don't have just one or two pieces of clothes to wash. I have hundreds of them."

What kind of clothes do you want to wash? Five cents a piece. Isn't that too expensive? Uncle Mo said.

After all, in town, washing clothes for two pieces only costs one penny, and that's for thick jackets and the like. Even a large basin of summer clothes costs only one penny. Washing from morning to night, it's only twenty or thirty pennies at most. "Girl, your price is still too high," said Uncle Mo frankly.

Mo Rao explained: These clothes are different from the clothes washed by other families in the town. These clothes are all covered with mildew and are more difficult to wash.

When Uncle Mo heard Mo Rao say that the clothes had mildew spots, he said: "Girl, how can you wash clothes with mildew spots? Clothes with mildew spots cannot be washed out."

Mo Rao said. "Don't worry about this, Second Uncle. We found some soapberries in the mountains. They can wash away mildew stains, but it takes some effort."

Uncle, look at this piece of clothing. We washed it this afternoon. Mo Rao brought the clothes she washed that afternoon to show Uncle Mo. They were bright silk clothes. You couldn't tell at all that there were traces of mildew on them.

Mrs. Meng said, "Yes, we washed his second uncle's clothes this afternoon. Look, the mildew spots on them are completely gone."

Uncle Mo was very surprised. This really was moldy clothes.

Of course, Mo Rao said seriously.

After being surprised, Uncle Mo said: Okay, I will ask your aunt and sister-in-law to come over tomorrow.

After they finished talking, they stood up and prepared to leave.

Seeing this, Mrs. Mo hurried to the inner room and took out a box of cakes. She stuffed it into Uncle Mo's hands. Uncle Mo took it back to give to the eldest and second sons.

Seeing this, Uncle Mo quickly declined and said: No, no, you can save this for Baoshan kid.

Mrs. Mo said, "Uncle, just take it. We have more at home."

Father Mo also said quickly: "Dalinzi, why are you being so polite to me? Just take it if I tell you to."

Uncle Mo couldn't refuse, so he had to take the cake.