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

The village chief actually looked down upon Mr. Mo's behavior. They had already separated, but he still wanted to interfere in other people's children's marriages.

It would be fine if they were from a really well-off family.

If that girl hadn't had some skills, she would have been the one to get into the bridal sedan. She was really shooting herself in the foot.

Wang watched her daughter being carried away, but was powerless to do anything.

Mo Lao San was beaten black and blue, so how could he care about his own daughter?

With the help of Mrs. Mo Er, Wang brought the man back to the old house.

Wang never imagined that it would be her daughter who would be harmed in the end.

Wang was filled with regret. If she had known that it was her daughter who was taken away, she would never have sacrificed her daughter for ten taels of silver.

Back at the Mo family's old house, Wang sat in her former room, crying. Now her daughter, Yao'er, had been taken away. Even if she got her back now, her daughter's reputation was ruined. No matchmaker would come to propose marriage to her anymore.

When Cheng the butcher returned home, he didn't even sit down for the wine table and rushed to the bridal chamber.

The banquet at Cheng the Butcher's house had not yet been started, and they would only start after the bride's reception came back.

When something unexpected happened during the bride-reception, Cheng the Butcher had someone come back to inform everyone early in the morning. So no one was surprised when Cheng the Butcher came back just as it was getting dark.

As soon as Cheng the butcher came back, he carried an unconscious woman into the room.

When everyone saw that the bride was not even wearing a wedding dress, they started to imagine things in their minds.

Everyone thought the same thing: the bride refused to marry Cheng the Butcher, and was eventually knocked unconscious and brought here by Cheng the Butcher. It made sense; who would be willing to marry a man who looked just like their father?

Everyone consciously avoided making trouble in the bridal chamber and ruining Cheng the butcher's good deeds.

As soon as he entered the room, Cheng the Butcher threw the woman on his shoulders onto the bed.

Mo Yao was awakened by the pain of the fall, and the first thing she saw was red curtains and a bright red wedding quilt. Seeing this unfamiliar environment, Mo Yao was puzzled.

She naturally didn't want to marry an old man like that. She stayed chaste because she wanted to find a good husband. She didn't want to spend her whole life facing a pig-headed man like that.

Mo Yao had been struggling desperately, desperately hoping her parents would come and save her. But after Cheng the Butcher slapped her several times, she gave up hope. Her parents wouldn't come.

Mo Yao closed her eyes resignedly.

……

What happened next is self-evident.

As soon as the wedding procession left, Aunt Pang brought the siblings back.

Although Aunt Pang also wanted to gossip, seeing that the Mo family all looked unhappy, she could only leave in disappointment.

After everyone left, Mo's mother said with some reluctance: Daya, are we really going to ignore it?

"Mom, why should we care? They were the ones who hurt me first. Why should I repay evil with kindness?" Mo Rao said in confusion.

Mo's mother actually hated the second wife's family. While the adults might be abominable, the children were innocent. Butcher Cheng was no good; he'd often beaten and scolded his wife and children. It was said he'd beaten his first wife to death.

Seeing her mother's expression of reluctance, Mo Rao said, "Mom, you want to save her. But have you ever thought about it? She has paid the betrothal gift. If we save her, does that mean you are planning to let me marry her?"

Mo's mother sighed and said: This is all fate! Parents commit sins, but their children have to bear the consequences.

How could Mo's mother let her daughter marry him? Besides, it was her parents who harmed her, not her, so naturally her daughter was the most important.

Mrs. Mo followed up with, "Isn't it? Zhou Ying and her son are really cruel. They failed to harm others and ended up hurting themselves instead."

Father Mo said: Don’t worry about other people’s families, we just need to live our own lives.

Mo Qingshan followed up by saying: It wasn’t us who harmed the people anyway.

Zhang Lanlan said indignantly: "Mother, that girl obviously knew about the marriage that Master arranged for my eldest sister. People like that don't deserve our sympathy. If it weren't for my eldest sister's fortitude, fighting those people off, then my eldest sister would have suffered."

"Yeah! That Mo Yao isn't a good person either. I used to see her hanging out with that stupid son of the local rich man from the next village," Mo Erya said with disdain.

In the past, Mo Erya was responsible for cleaning the pigsty and chicken coop. Mo Yao disliked the stench of Mo Erya and naturally did not want to play with her.

The original owner used to be good at pleasing others, so as long as there was someone else to do the dirty work, no one would let the original owner do it.

The original owner was certainly no match for the second wife's family, but compared to the first wife's family, the original owner was still relatively well-off.

Everyone was talking at once, and they all felt that they shouldn't meddle in the affairs of the second family.

Mo Rao said this because she didn't want to meddle in other people's affairs, not to mention that Cheng the Butcher would marry Mo Yao. There was also her own guidance in the middle.

After a while, the Mo family automatically ignored this topic.

The family sat around the table, counting the money in their hands.

The money from the public treasury was used to buy the land. There was no money left at home. All we had to do was wait for the autumn harvest.

Mo Rao bought the shop and only had a little over two hundred taels left.

Fortunately, the money for the materials for building the house has been paid. But half of the bricks have not been delivered yet.

Now the house next door is almost built, except for the courtyard wall and the house on this side.

The next batch of bricks should be delivered in the next two days.

The house we live in now should also be demolished, said Father Mo.

Mrs. Mo thought for a moment and said, "The house next door has two rooms already completed. Let's move our things there tomorrow."

Our family will build a thatched hut at the door and live in it temporarily.

Father Mo: Okay.

Tomorrow I will ask Mo Quan to find more people to speed up the construction and try to finish it before the autumn harvest.

Daya, take your brothers and sisters to move things early tomorrow morning.

Qingshan, you'll be responsible for building the thatched hut. I'll go to town early this morning and have the brick factory bring over the remaining bricks.

Father Mo arranged the major matters, and Mother Mo took care of the remaining minor matters.

As usual, Mrs. Mo planned to go next door to look at the house information early the next morning.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a wild boar and a rabbit at the door.

This scene startled Old Lady Mo. Since she got up early and the prey was placed at the door, naturally no one saw it.

Seeing this, Old Mrs. Mo stopped looking at the house materials and hurried into the house to call the whole family, even waking up Mo Rao who was sleeping.

Mo Rao looked at the wild boar and rabbit that Mo Mo's father dragged into the house. The whole house was filled with the smell of blood, but Mo Rao didn't care to dislike it. Curiously, he asked: "Who of you went up the mountain?"

No…

So this is...

Looking at the reactions of the family members, it was obvious that the prey came from an unusual source!

Where did this come from? Mo Rao asked curiously.

Picked it up, said Mrs. Mo seriously.

Ha ha…

"Grandma, your joke is not funny. Who would throw away these two prey? The wild boar's blood is still bright red, it's obvious that it died not long ago. No one with a brain would do such a stupid thing!"

...

Mrs. Mo said seriously: "Really, it's the same as the honey last time. Just put it in the same place."

This made Mo Rao think of the savage again.

The family was sure the wild boar was not poisonous, so they asked Mo's father to sell it on the way to town. Mo's father put the wild boar on the ox cart and set off.