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

Although the eldest sister didn't like to work, she was really good to them. The good life of the family was also brought by the eldest sister.

So when they look at their eldest sister, they always have a halo around them.

"Big sister, you are so awesome! I will wash your clothes and cook for you every day from now on," Mo Sanya said flatteringly.

"Big sister, you must be the Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering in heaven. You came to help us because you saw how hard our family was going through." Mo Erya said excitedly.

"Big sister, you are so amazing! I want to be as smart as you." Mo Baoshan also followed suit.

You guys are almost praising our cows to the sky.

Sister, I'm not bragging, I'm telling the truth.

Whose eldest sister is this? How can my eldest sister be so smart? Mo Sanya said proudly.

Mo Rao raised her chin and said: "That's right! Who told me that I'm a genius?"

Old Mrs. Mo said in a dismal tone, "That's enough. What are you all doing here? It's time for breakfast."

“Got it, grandma,” several people said in unison.

After the others left, Old Lady Mo stepped forward and touched the thresher. She felt a mixture of emotions, an indescribable feeling! Her eldest granddaughter was truly extraordinary. She was incredibly gifted.

After watching the thresher for a while, Old Mrs. Mo followed everyone into the kitchen.

As soon as I stepped into the kitchen, I was greeted by the aroma of meat. The table was already set with dishes and chopsticks. There was a bowl of rice porridge, a basket of pork buns, and a small dish of pickled vegetables.

Just waiting for the whole family to come over for dinner.

Everyone washed their hands and sat down at the table.

Big meat buns, she loved them. Mo Rao thought as she picked up one and took a bite. It was delicious, a pure, natural bun with no additives. The flavor was absolutely authentic. In one word, delicious.

Grandma, these big meat buns are so delicious! Grandma’s cooking skills are good enough to make her a chef.

Mo Baoshan turned on the rainbow p mode.

You're such a flatterer. But today, your flattery is misplaced. These big meat buns! Your sister-in-law made them for you. She got up before daybreak to make them for you.

Mo Baoshan immediately turned around and said to Zhang Lanlan: "Sister-in-law, the buns you make are so delicious. They are even better than the ones my grandma made."

You little sycophant, just praise your sister-in-law if you want! You're belittling me, your grandmother. I won't make you a delicious meal next time.

"No way! Grandma, your cooking is delicious too," Mo Baoshan said flatteringly.

The scene of a family having dinner together is very heartwarming.

Everyone has a happy smile on their face.

After dinner, the family started to work. Mo Baoshan also insisted on doing some housework.

There are two threshing machines in total. One has been put together now.

Mo Rao also planned to strike while the iron was hot and put it together.

Keep one and sell one. There is a landlord who owns hundreds or thousands of acres of land. He will definitely be jealous of such a good thing. It can naturally be sold at a good price.

They got to work right away. The father and son had the experience of assembling the machine the day before, so they were ready to help. With experience, they were able to assemble the machine faster.

In one morning, the three of them installed the thresher.

A few people tried it out and it worked very well. Father Mo wiped the sweat from his face and said proudly, "As expected of my daughter, Mo Daqiang, you're so smart."

Mo's mother rolled her eyes and said, "You are really thicker-skinned than the city wall. My daughter is smart, but that's what she inherited from me. What does it have to do with you?"

What I mean is, she is my daughter, and my blood flows in her body. Without my intelligence, how could she be so smart? You don’t understand at first glance. People say that girls take after their fathers.

Old Mrs. Mo also joked: "People also say that most girls look like their mothers. Look at you, you are so capable, you just flatter yourself."

Mo's mother smiled and said: "Look, I said that. You're just flattering yourself."

"Mom, how can you say that about your son? Can't you let me, your son, be proud? Proud? I can't be proud of having such a smart daughter! Really." Father Mo said with a red face.

Ha ha…

Mo's mother smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes. My daughter is amazing. She must have taken after her father."

After the thresher is installed, it will naturally stay at the base of the wall.

The job of standing on the footstool fell gloriously on Mo Baoshan, since it was not tiring at all.

As soon as Mo Baoshan sat on the scooter, he began to pedal like his elder brother. The more he pedaled, the more he enjoyed it, and the faster he pedaled.

Mo's father and Mo Qingshan were in the front, threshing the rice. Zhang Lanlan and Mo's mother took turns shoveling out the rice, preventing it from piling up.

Old Mrs. Mo handed rice ears to the father and son from behind, while the two sisters brought rice ears from afar.

The Mo family members cooperated well with each other. When Mo Baoshan got tired, Mo Rao took over.

The commotion at the Mo family also attracted the attention of the villagers.

It should be the busy farming season, and everyone should be busy as hell. But when the villagers heard about Mr. Mo's rare items, they stopped working and rushed to see the novelty.

The villagers surrounded Mo Rao's house in three layers. The scene was really shocking and even more lively than the wedding of the landlord's family.

Everyone was shocked by what the Mo family had done.

Especially those who had said such sarcastic things the day before, were all stunned when they saw the effect of the things made by the Mo family, and blushed for their words the day before. Among them was the second uncle next door. The second uncle did not expect that the pile of things could be used to make such a powerful thing.

I was being arbitrary. I wanted to apologize, but I was too embarrassed to say it, so I could only go home feeling awkward.

The number of other onlookers only increased.