Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

Old Mrs. Li stiffened her head and said, "I just don't agree. You can't leave my Li family until I die!"

Mo'er sighed deeply, raised his head and called out: Mother!

Everyone just watched as a huge pile of cow dung fell from the sky and hit Mrs. Li on the head, sending her sprawling to the ground with a thud. Mrs. Li was also stubborn: "I just don't agree, second brother, if you have the guts, smash me to death!" The third brother, Li Zhihe, looked at the shoulder pole and bucket at the foot of the wall, sighed, and forcibly retracted the urge to fetch water!

Everyone was stunned. What was going on? Summoning cow dung. "Mother," was this word an ancient curse? Or did her mother really exist? Did she become an official after her death? Bi Niu Wen?

Those who are timid should slowly step back!

At this time, my cousin Li Wan'er ran out and ran towards the river, crying and muttering, "I will not live anymore!"

The aunt was so frightened that she quickly chased after him. The Li family was in chaos again! Put everything else aside, saving people is the most important thing!

Mrs. Li didn't want to, and the team leader had no choice but to talk about it later.

He told everyone that the current national policy is to oppose all kinds of monsters and demons, so you should not tell anyone about Mo'er's mother's affairs, so as not to cause trouble for yourself! Everyone nodded!

After everyone left, Li Wan'er was also pulled back. The deputy director asked, "How are you going to deal with this matter? Pay her back the money or let her marry me?" He pointed at Li Wan'er!

Li Wan'er's resistance grew even stronger. Old Mrs. Li and her aunt pulled her into the house and began to persuade her earnestly, saying things like, "He has money, food, and power. If you go there, you'll be a young lady." She could choose any job at the steel mill, or just stay put and do nothing. They also said, "When he dies, all the money in the house will be yours, and you won't be able to find him when the time comes." She threatened to commit suicide after all the persuasion.

Wu Shufen was so frothy from trying to persuade her that her mouth was foaming. "Look, you've got money, a house, a job, a car, and even a child now that you're married!" she exclaimed. "Hey, hey, hey, don't cry! Look at my broken mouth!" Old Mrs. Li was furious. She had finally managed to stop her from crying. "Why are you mentioning the child?" she swung her hand, slapping Wu Shufen on the back. "Get out of the way! Can you persuade me? I'll do it!"

"Child, don't listen to your mother's nonsense. Her children have already married and live far away from you. They won't interfere with your life as a young couple. Hey, hey, why are you trying to commit suicide again? What do you mean you are not a young couple? I will kill anyone who dares to say you are an old couple! I will ask your second aunt to come and smash him to death with cow dung. Speaking of cow dung, I have to go wash my hair. The smell is killing me. Third child, go and fetch water for mother!" She kept muttering as she walked, "This family will fall apart without me, an old man!"

Moer chuckled. "See if you're still so stubborn tomorrow!" In the evening, Moer and her two sisters ate in their own room. Moer took out a plate of sweet and sour pork. A clay pot of braised chicken! And rice. The three sisters ate with their mouths full of oil. Old Mrs. Li thought that Moer didn't eat because she was afraid that they would put drugs in the food. Eat it or not, I'll eat it after two days of starvation! At the end, they took out a clay pot of vermicelli meatball soup. Their stomachs were full. After dinner, Moer went out for a stroll and saw Zhao Yunting pacing back and forth not far from the yard, and he looked up at the yard from time to time.

Mo'er walked over and asked: Looking for me?

Zhao Yunting nodded and said, "I heard about your situation and wanted to see if you were okay!"

"Oh," Mo'er replied, "I'm fine." Zhao Yunting nodded. "I'm glad you're fine. By the way, are you free tomorrow? I want to go to the mountains and see if I can hunt some prey. Can you go?"

Moer thought for a moment: "Tomorrow, I should be able to go! But I might go a little later!"

Zhao Yunting nodded: "That's okay, I'll wait for you tomorrow! Also, if you need me, just let me know. I'll be back first!" Mo'er nodded: "Okay! See you tomorrow!"