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

Don't worry! I won't marry. As long as I don't agree, no one can make the decision for me.

What Mo Rao said was not an exaggeration at all. As long as she was unwilling, it would be useless even if Mo's father and mother nodded.

There were already quite a few people on the oxcart. Even after Mo Rao and the others boarded, it was still a bit crowded. Mo Rao simply let San Ya sit on her lap. That was how they could barely fit.

Seeing that the ox cart was full, Mr. Mo drove the cart away directly.

At Cheng the Butcher's stall, Mo Lao San was looking very proud, taking the two pounds of meat that Cheng the Butcher had given him and preparing to go home.

Wait a minute, Cheng the Butcher called out to Mo Lao San who was about to leave.

Gang Mo Lao San had his back to Mo Rao and the others, so he didn't notice them.

Uncle San, your eldest niece just passed by here, and I saw that look in her eyes, which looked like it could kill people. Are you sure your niece agreed to marry you?

Being called "Third Uncle" by Cheng the Butcher, who was older than him, Mo Lao San didn't feel awkward at all. Instead, he felt very happy.

Don't worry, you can just go and pick her up tomorrow. My father has already agreed, so she has no right to disagree.

Besides, she is just a girl, why should you be afraid of her?

If she dares to disobey, slap her hard. Women all deserve to be disciplined. Twice after a discipline, they'll be completely obedient. If you say go east, she won't dare go west. If you say go west, she won't dare go east.

Butcher Cheng thought so too. His previous wife was just like that, always restless and trying to run away at the first opportunity. But after a couple of spankings, she became incredibly obedient and always served him very well.

If he hadn't drunk too much and accidentally beat her to death, he would still be reluctant to part with that woman.

In fact, Cheng the Butcher's late wife wasn't restless during her lifetime, but she was beautiful. Cheng the Butcher would become suspicious whenever he was drunk, and would often behave abnormally.

The deceased wife couldn't stand Cheng the butcher's abnormal behavior and wanted to run away.

When he was caught by Cheng the butcher, he was severely beaten. After being beaten several times, he was so scared that he dared not leave.

No matter what abnormal requests Cheng the Butcher had, he would always be satisfied.

Once, Cheng the butcher got drunk and acted crazy again, and the man was accidentally beaten to death by Cheng the butcher.

In this era where human life is worthless, as long as the mother's family does not pursue the matter, the government will not care about such family affairs. If you are dead, you are dead. The good ones will have a thin coffin. The bad ones will just be a broken mat.

It was already afternoon when Mo Rao returned to the village. When Old Lady Mo saw her return, she hurried forward to ask, "How did you see it? Are you satisfied with anything?"

Mo Rao replied, "Yes, tomorrow our family will go to the town to take a look. If it's suitable, we'll make a deal."

Old Lady Mo asked, "How much silver?"

Mo Rao said: Eight hundred taels, the boss won't bargain.

Is it so expensive? Old Mrs. Mo was shocked by the price.

What kind of store wants eight hundred taels all of a sudden?

That shop used to be a restaurant. It had two floors. I think it was called Xiangyun Restaurant.

When Old Lady Mo heard the name Xiangyun Restaurant, she immediately knew which shop it was. This Xiangyun Restaurant was also a time-honored brand. She had never expected that it would be sold now.

Let's go check it out together tomorrow. But we need someone to take care of all the things going on at home, said Mrs. Mo helplessly.

Mo Rao thought for a moment and said: I will go talk to Aunt Pang later and ask her to come and help look after our family tomorrow.

Mrs. Mo thought about it and decided it was feasible. After all, buying a house was a big deal. And the price was a whopping 800 taels. She had to go take a look anyway.

Needless to say, Mo's parents also wanted to go and take a look when they heard about buying a shop, such a big deal.

Zhang Lanlan came back after a while and started to busy herself in the kitchen.

Because Zhang Lanlan's family was relatively poor, and since her parents passed away, they had never eaten meat, so they didn't know how to marinate.

Mo's mother simply gave instructions from the side, and was busy with her work.

The aroma of oil wafted everywhere, making Mo Rao's appetite come out again.

Sister-in-law, your oil smells so good.

Zhang Lanlan smiled and poured out the oil residue.

The fried crumbs are golden and crispy and very tempting.

Zhang Lanlan scooped out the oil residue and placed it on the stove. She smiled and said, "Take this over and eat it!"

Mo's mother said to Zhang Lanlan, "You should go too! Take your brother and sister-in-law to eat over there. There's sugar in the house. Sprinkle some sugar on it to make it taste better."

Zhang Lanlan said, "Mom, I don't want to eat. Let my brothers and sisters eat! I'll help you with the work."

You are not needed here right now. Go ahead! said Mo’s mother.

This child is only two years older than my daughter.

She was so sensible that it made people feel distressed. In comparison, she felt that her own daughter was no match for him.

I sleep until noon every day. I choose the work I want to do and don't do the work I don't want to do.

What if I get married and move to my husband's family? Mother Mo will be so worried!

Mo Rao picked up a bowl of oil residue, took her sister-in-law with her, and went to the main hall.

Sister-in-law, let's go. If you don't go, mother will poke a hole in me.

Zhang Lanlan was pulled by Mo Rao, so she had no choice but to go along. Mo Baoshan ran after Mo Rao with his short legs.

Mo Baoshan was also attracted by the aroma of the oil residue. He blinked his big eyes, just waiting to eat the oil residue.

Now that the oil residue was being carried by his elder sister, he was very happy and followed behind Mo Rao.

Two sisters were sewing in the room when their eldest sister came over with a large bowl of oil residue and called them over.

Mo Rao sprinkled sugar on the oil residue and took out the shortbread and cakes she had bought at the market.

Mo Rao made herself a cup of tea. As for the others, Mo Rao was afraid they might not be used to tea, so she made them each a cup of honey water.

Afterwards, they sat down at the table and began to enjoy a simple afternoon tea.

The food they ate was so delicious.

Mo Rao wasn't worried about them getting fat. First, they were already too thin. A bit of weight would look good. Also, they were so active every day that they couldn't gain weight even if they wanted to.

In the evening, the whole family sat around the table and ate plump white dumplings.

That night, Mo's mother sent Auntie Pang a bowl of dumplings. Large meat dumplings were a precious delicacy here. Most people wouldn't be willing to give dumplings to others. Since Mo's mother had something to ask for, she couldn't be stingy.

Auntie Pang was startled when she saw Mo's mother bring a bowl of dumplings to her house. The aroma of the meat wafted into her nose. She quickly refused and said, "Auntie, what are you doing here? Take it back and feed it to the children at home."

Mo's mother hurriedly said, "Her aunt has plenty at home, so they'll have enough for the children. Feel free to take it. Let the children at home try something new. Also, there's something I'd like to ask you for."

"What do you mean by help or not? Just tell me if you have any problem. If I can help, I won't hesitate to help," said Auntie Pang with a smile.

Mo's mother told Aunt Pang the purpose of her visit.

When Auntie Pang heard this, she immediately agreed. "Don't worry, it's not a big deal. I'll go check on it for you tomorrow morning."

After the matter was settled, Mo's mother went home.