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

Chapter 177 Gloating over misfortune

Mo Baoshan said with a gloating look on his face: Big sister, big sister, you didn’t see it, Mo Qibao’s face was swollen like a pig’s head, and his eyes were swollen as big as eggs.

Mo Baoshan's gloating expression was truly unbearable to watch. Such a cute child, how could he love to join in the fun so much?

You little brat, are you so happy when others get beaten? Mo Rao said with a doting look on his face.

Of course, Qibao deserved to be beaten. He always bullied me and my third sister in the past, beating and scolding us. He acted superior all day long, as if we were slaves in his family. Now it's his turn to be beaten, how can I not be happy.

Isn't this Mo Qibao studying in town? Why is he in the village? Mo Rao asked puzzledly.

Mo Baoshan jumped and said: Sister, sister, I know this. I heard from Hu Zi that Mo Qibao joined forces with other students in the academy to bully a student from a poor family.

The student couldn't bear the humiliation and dropped out of school. Who would have thought that his elder brother knew about it and there was no way it would end peacefully.

So when Mo Qibao was leaving school, he put a sack on him while no one was paying attention and beat him up.

Because there is no evidence, there is no way to bring the person to justice, so we can only suffer this loss in silence.

After that he was beaten twice again. Now he is so scared that he dare not go to school for fear of being beaten again, so he simply ran to the village to avoid trouble.

You are quite well-informed, kid. Mo Rao touched Wu Bao's head and praised him sincerely.

Mo Wubao also said proudly: Of course, I am the king of children in our village.

"Oh! When did my Wubao become the king of children?" Mo Rao teased with interest.

Mo Baoshan blushed a little embarrassedly, and his rosy little face looked very cute.

Ever since the villagers saw Mo Rao's fierce behavior, they had been warning their children back home not to mess with the Mo family. As a result, these half-grown children were naturally a little afraid of the Mo family.

At first, the children avoided Mo Baoshan when playing, but Mo Baoshan always had snacks in his pockets, and he was sometimes generous. As long as someone picked mushrooms, fungus, etc. for him, he would give them some snacks as a reward.

With such a good thing, how could those children resist the temptation?

In this era, it is difficult to have a full meal, let alone snacks such as rock sugar, dried fruits and candied fruits.

Over time, these children naturally followed Mo Baoshan and became the king among the children.

Li Lingye, who was standing by, listened to the conversation between the brother and sister without interrupting. He just listened quietly to what they were saying.

Outside the house, the Mo family was as lively as if it were New Year's Day.

Old Lady Mo directed everyone to get busy. Being appreciated by the emperor was a big deal. How could such a happy event not involve the elders of the clan to set up a few tables?

Dashan Niang, go to the neighboring village to buy some meat. Then go to the village to buy some fish.

"Okay, mother, I'll go right away." Mo's mother took the silver and hurried out.

Dashan, go to the village chief's house and tell the elders in the clan to come to my house for lunch.

Okay, milk, Mo Qingshan responded and hurried out.

Boss, go to the backyard and catch two roosters and then deal with the chickens.

"Okay, Mom." Father Mo caught a chicken and started to kill it.

Dashan's wife, please help with the fire. Sanya, please go get the dried mushrooms, dried black fungus, dried bamboo shoots, and the radishes and cabbages from the cellar.

Okay milk, and then he ran away in a hurry.

Old Mrs. Mo was busy all the time, either filling the pot with water or cutting bacon and vegetables. The atmosphere in the entire Mo family was more lively than during the Chinese New Year.

The Mo family's award was a major event, both for the village and for the Mo family. Almost everyone in the Mo family village was from the same clan, and naturally, everyone wanted to understand the details of such a major event that brought honor to the family and brought glory to the ancestors.

At the Mo family, everyone bought chickens, ducks, fish and meat. Old Mrs. Mo ordered everyone to work hard, and soon the elders of the clan and the village chief and his entourage arrived.

Old Mrs. Mo and others immediately set up three tables.

Daqiang! You have raised a good daughter.

Yes,! Qiangzi!

The villagers kept saying, "You have a bright future!" and "You are amazing!"

Mo Rao felt embarrassed by the praise from the elders at the dinner table.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Father Mo carefully introduced Li Lingye to everyone. After all, he was their new son-in-law, so he naturally had to introduce him to everyone.

Father Mo took out the fine wine from his private collection and drank with everyone, and they drank happily.

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He had been investigating the mining case all this time, so he hadn't paid much attention to the things happening in Mojia Village.

Now that I have arrived in Mojia Village, within two days, I learned about Mo Rao's great achievements. I didn't expect that this woman was so capable. In just one or two months, she not only bought the mountain but also built a house in the mountain.

This smart person's brain is indeed different from that of ordinary people.

Even though he considered himself quite smart, he had no idea what this woman wanted to do.

If you ask him, he must be stupid to build a house in the mountains.

Who would be stupid enough to live in the mountains, with no village in front and no shop behind, and have to be on guard against wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains all the time.

It makes sense that the dignitaries bought the mountain to build hunting grounds.

But he couldn't understand why a village girl bought a mountaintop not to plant trees but to build a house deep in the mountains. The arduous task of building a mountain road required not only manpower and financial resources, but also mental and emotional effort. He had seen Mo Rao go into the mountains with the workers during the day and draw pictures at night.

If there were mines in the mountain, he could understand the woman's actions, but he had been to the mountain to survey it many times in the past two days.

It was just an ordinary hill, nothing special about it, and he really didn't understand. He simply asked, "I can build a house wherever I want, what's it to you?"