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

Mo Lao San, what are your plans? Are you planning to keep Mom and Dad living in our house forever?

Mo Lao also looked helpless and could only sigh and say: "What else can I do? I can't chase them away. After all, they are my parents and sister."

Wang complained, “A while ago, your parents thought that old woman was dead. They were afraid that Boss Mo’s family would get angry and cause trouble.”

Now they are alive and well. Why don't they leave?

Ever since they moved in, everything has become inconvenient for our family.

My daughter Yaoer has something delicious. As soon as I take it out, your good sister uses her elder status as an excuse to snatch the food away from Yaoer.

And Yaoer's hair ornaments. As long as she likes them, your good sister will take them away without hesitation.

And your father and your mother. They do nothing all day long. They're always picky. They won't eat this, they won't eat that. They always want meat.

Wang was getting angrier and angrier as she spoke, as if she wanted to vent all the resentment she had been accumulating for the past few days.

Mo Lao San was a little afraid to look Wang in the eye and could only say weakly: "Didn't our parents give us silver? If they want to eat meat, just buy it."

The little money they gave us would have been eaten up long ago. They eat meat every day. Doesn't meat cost money?

In fact, on the day that Mr. Mo first arrived, Wang cried poor and said she had no money to buy food. After hearing this, Mr. Mo asked Mrs. Mo to give Wang two taels of silver.

In fact, two taels of silver can buy enough meat to last for two months.

But how could Wang Shi be willing to spend the money she had earned on meat? It had only been a few days since she bought it. Wang Shi was already heartbroken.

Mo Laosan touched his nose and thought that this meat really didn't cost money.

All the meat he bought these days was from Cheng the butcher.

As for where the money for the meat was spent, he didn't dare to say it. He couldn't say it either, because if he did, Wang Tieding would tear him apart.

Mo Laosan's eyes rolled. As if he had thought of something, he said slyly: "Wife, bear with it for a while. The autumn harvest will be ready in a few days."

My parents will definitely go back. And if we sell the harvested grain, we'll get a lot of money.

You can't be foolish. If you let your second brother take advantage of the situation, all our efforts will be in vain.

When Wang heard about the autumn harvest, the resentment on her face immediately dissipated. Yes, the autumn harvest is coming soon. The old man has thirty acres of land. If the second son's family took advantage of this and tricked the old man into giving away his money, that would be terrible.

Mrs. Mo and Mr. Mo arrived at their third son's house. Naturally, they didn't want to leave. There were people to do all the work.

Even if they heard that Mrs. Mo was fine the next day, they still didn't want to leave. Ever since Mrs. Mo left, there was no one to do the housework.

All the work fell on Mo Ertai and Mo Xiaoqiao. These two, who had never worked before, started crying and shouting that they couldn't do it anymore after just a few days.

Old Master Mo also couldn't stand Mrs. Mo's cooking skills, and now that he had come to his third son's house, he naturally didn't want to leave.

The small courtyard of the Mo family had been replaced with a slightly larger one, so naturally there were several more rooms. It was just right for the Mo family of three to move in.

Wang had hinted to her mother-in-law several times before that there was no one to look after the house. How could that be? But Mo Ershi always said that it was okay and there was nothing important at home that needed to be looked after.

After trying several times without success, Wang was too lazy to talk anymore and could only complain to Mo Lao San all day long.

Mo Xiaoqiao lived at Mo Laosan's house. Naturally, she didn't want to leave. Returning home would mean starting her daily grind again. Here, she didn't have to do anything: wash clothes, cook meals, or collect firewood or fetch water. Life was a comfortable and carefree experience.

Cheng Shan knocked on the door of Mo Lao San's house. Cheng Shan was the eldest nephew of Cheng the Butcher's family. When Mo Lao San opened the door, Cheng Shan recounted to Mr. Mo the whole story of how Chen the Butcher had gone to Mo Village to pick up his bride.

After hearing this, Mr. Mo was furious. He had personally agreed to Mo Daya's marriage.

He was the one who suggested the wedding date. Unexpectedly, his eldest son didn't take his words seriously.

Now this family has deliberately disappeared, just to slap him in the face.

He had to go back today and teach that family a lesson. They thought that just because the family was divided, he was no longer their father and could be disobedient and unfilial.

Mo Lao San was also shocked after hearing this. His eldest brother had even lost face in rejecting this marriage.

Butcher Cheng came to pick up the bride. Naturally, it was quite a big deal.

If this person ran away from their house and nothing happened, everyone in the village would know that they had run away from their marriage. Their family's reputation would be ruined.

He, the eldest brother, actually ruined the reputation of his own children for Mo Daya alone? He was really amazing.

He had considered that the Mo family might not approve of this marriage. But then he thought that Cheng the Butcher was no pushover either. He thought it would be more than enough to take care of his eldest brother's family.

Unexpectedly, this family actually ran away.

But then I thought about that family. They were building a large brick and tile house. How could they bear to give up the brick house? They had so many building materials at home. They must be worried.

They probably just ran away to hide for a while and came back at night.

They thought that Butcher Chen would go back because he couldn't pick anyone up. They were wrong.

Thinking of this, Mo Laosan's heart calmed down again.

After all, he had accepted 10 taels of silver. If the man ran away, he would have to return the silver to him. How could he take out the silver that was in his hands?

Mr. Mo brought Mo San and his family back to Mo Village in a hurry.

At this time, Mo Rao was having dinner at Wanren Restaurant in the town with her parents, grandmother, brother, sister-in-law, younger brother, and younger sisters.

Originally, Mrs. Mo still disagreed. Mo Rao came to the restaurant to eat. After all, they had just bought it and spent 800 taels. They didn't have much money on hand. Their own restaurant hadn't opened yet, and they went to eat at someone else's house. It was inappropriate no matter how they thought about it.

Mo Rao said: "Grandma, knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in every battle. If we want to open a restaurant in town, we must understand the market. If we don't even know what dishes they have, how can we open this restaurant?"

Although Mrs. Mo didn't fully understand, she went to other restaurants to test the waters. Mrs. Mo still understood.

So the Mo family and their companions spent 10 taels of silver and ordered a full table of dishes, one for each flavor.

The whole family ate with open bellies. They only stopped to rest when their bellies were full. Mo Rao asked the waiter to pack up the leftovers.

After buying the restaurant, we would definitely be traveling to town more frequently. So the family discussed it and decided to buy an ox cart.

Just like that, the family came out of the restaurant and went straight to the dental clinic.

Arriving at the pawnshop, the pawnbroker, upon seeing the newcomers, came forward to greet them and asked, "What do you want from us?"

Mo Rao was not very experienced in buying cattle, so she handed it over to Mo's father.

There are hundreds of households in Mojia Village, but only three have cattle: Grandpa Mo's family, the village chief's family, and Grandpa Mo's family.

The cattle of Mr. Mo's family had always been under the care of Mr. Mo.

Father Mo started herding cattle when he was very young, so he knew a lot about cattle.