It’s Hard For a Good Wife and Mother

After Mo Wuyun cleaned up the work in the kitchen, he told Xu Shaolin that he would go to Mrs. Wu's house in the town to do washing and mending. Mo Wufeng wanted to go with him, but both Xu Shaolin and Mo Wuyun said that he had just recovered from a serious illness and should not be overworked, so let him stay at home honestly.

Mo Wufeng never disobeyed his brother and father's arrangements, and he didn't dare to show it on his face. He could only hold back his anxiety in his heart, so his smile was uglier than crying.

Modai sighed silently, please, little brother Wufeng, she is also very nervous, okay?

She is an orphan, no, she is a lonely soul who has just arrived in this inexplicable world, so her heart is really depressed and uneasy! It doesn't matter if the family is poor, as long as the relationship between the family is harmonious, the original owner of this body is still such an unbearable thing, causing the whole family to treat him with trepidation, or indifference, or hatred and disgust, and the treatment of the enemy is nothing more than that , such a home, what's the point of staying?

Maru Niu snuggled up to Mo Dai's feet, his small eyes swept around the poor house with disdain, and he snorted with his short nose: Why do you want so much? Since you feel boring, why don't you just leave? They don't want to see you anyway!

In fact, Maru Niu didn't care how they treated Modai in his heart, what he cared about was that they didn't treat him very well, he couldn't forget how terrible the naked appetite eyes of those two children looked at him!

Madai was stunned, yes, she can leave this house, anyway, if she didn't come back by herself, the whole family thought she had fallen off the cliff and died, and for them, there was one less person who often tortured them Mo Daxi will only make their life easier...

Thinking of this, Mo Dai couldn't help but feel a little stuffy in her heart and a little sore in her eyes, perhaps because she occupied this body, even though she was not Mo Daxi, she still felt uncomfortable. Guan Mo Daxi's past actions are certainly abominable, but if his family members turn against him, no matter how heinous he is, he will feel sad!

"Father, I, I'll go to the backyard to have a look and clean up the weeds!" After all, Mo Wufeng found a flawed excuse to avoid the embarrassing scene of being alone with Modai.

In the yard, Mo Wufeng stood awkwardly in front of Xu Shaolin like a pupil who made a mistake.

Xu Shaolin didn't know what his son's intentions were, so he frowned and replied, "It's only early spring, so there are no weeds, just stay indoors..."

"Father!" Mo Dai interrupted Xu Shaolin, "Let him go, didn't he recuperate in the house earlier? It's better to go out for a walk now!"

Xu Shaolin turned his head to look at Mo Dai with some surprise, but all he saw was Mo Dai's back. At this moment, she was walking towards the main hall.

"Forget it, you go, don't stay too long, take care of your body!" Xu Shaolin sighed, waved his hand and said.

"Well, good, good!" Mo Wufeng turned around and ran towards the backyard joyfully, the gray and white old robe covering his body showed his thin and frail figure.

Modai moved out all the benches and low stools in the main hall, then found an ax and some broken pieces of wood from the firewood room, and began to repair the damaged benches with missing legs.

Xu Shaolin watched Mo Dai's movements and said nothing. He just entered the room with a cane and brought out a dustpan containing needles, thread and rags. He sat on the threshold of the main hall and mended the torn clothes.

Mo Dai found that not only was she stronger now, but her hands-on skills also seemed to have made a qualitative leap. Whatever was thought of in her mind, she would naturally be able to do the work with her hands. Within half an hour, she had finished repairing the bench and table at home.

After repairing, she went to the stove to check the situation. She tripped last night, and she still had lingering fears, presumably because the furnishings in the stove were too messy.

As soon as she entered the stove, Mo Dai found that although the situation was not as bad as she thought, it was not much better. Although the pots and pans were cleaned, the stove and the wooden table where the sundries were placed were still clean. It was all pitch black, and what she couldn't stand was that the roof and every corner of the kitchen were covered with black and dirty spider webs.

Didn't it mean that the internal affairs of this world are all handled by men?

Mo Dai didn't know what happened to the other family, but the result of being managed by the three Mo Wuyun brothers was obviously a failure in her eyes. However, it's not that she can't understand, when a family is so poor that they can't eat the next meal, and all their thoughts are devoted to food, who would pay attention to these details?

Mo Dai rolled up her sleeves and cleaned the inside and outside of the stove. She didn't stop until she used up all the water in the big tank. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and glanced at the clean stove. Fang felt unsatisfactory in his heart.

Maru Niu has been lying on his stomach in a wicker basket filled with wheat straw, watching Modai's movements, humming a few times from time to time, very disapproving of Modai's thankless behavior.

Although Xu Shaolin has been burying his head in mending clothes, he has been observing Modai all the time.

Since last night, he felt that Mo Daxi was a little different from before, but at that time he was anxious about his son Mo Wufeng's condition, so he didn't care. Looking at it today, Mo Daxi is indeed different from before. Leaving aside the fact that Mo Daxi rescued Mo Wufeng last night, taking what happened this morning, she actually wanted to give up her food to the two children, which was absolutely impossible before. But now, she actually took the initiative to repair the tables and stools at home, and even entered the stove that she never wanted to enter before, and cleaned it inside and out...

"Father, the water in the tank is gone. I'll go to the village to fetch water." Mo Dai picked up two empty wooden barrels and went out. Maru Niu slapped her big ears and hummed disdainfully. She would do whatever she wanted. Come on, get tired!

"Ah... oh, good..."

Xu Shaolin stared blankly at Mo Dai lightly carrying the empty bucket to go out, feeling gratified and joyful as well as worried and fearful, the former concerned about the obvious improvement of Mo Daxi, and the latter concerned whether the change was just temporary.

However, no matter what happened to Mo Daxi, she was still his child, not only his son's wife, she was also a child he raised since childhood! Four days ago, when he learned from Xinglin and Osmanthus that Daxi had fallen off the cliff, he felt as if the world had collapsed, and the despair in his heart was no less than when his wife, Mo Ahua, and elder brother Xu Shaohua were there. Last night, when Daxi appeared in front of him, God knows how excited he was!

Daxi, don't blame Wuyun and the others, in fact, they also hope that you can live, otherwise, they would have listened to the opinion of the patriarch two days ago to prepare for your funeral. The wife-head is like the sky in a family, if the sky falls, the family will not be a family!

Xu Shaolin was filled with mixed feelings for a moment, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. He raised his sleeve and wiped them away. The thirty-two-year-old Qingjun's face had already been covered with fine lines due to all-day toil, his cheekbones were slightly prominent due to his thinness, and his skin was sallow and rough. . He put down the sewing basket, raised his hand and beat his sore leg, and continued to mend the clothes.

Maru Niu was lying in the wicker basket, with his little tail flicking the straw every now and then. That woman was very efficient in her work, why didn't she come back after going away for so long? So boring, so boring!

Mo Daxi's house is located at the west entrance of the village, the closest to Yunmu Mountain, but the only well in the village is located at the east entrance of the village. Mo Dai didn't want to be too ostentatious, so she deliberately took a detour and walked nearly double the distance before arriving at the well.

Most people in the village get up early, and finish any work early, such as carrying water, and even filling the water tank before dawn. Mo Wuyun is like this. It was the early hours of the century, and Mo Dai estimated that there was no one at the well, but when she arrived, she found a middle-aged man carrying water and planning to go back, so she bumped into Mo Dai.

The man was not tall, about 1.7 meters tall. He was in his thirties, with a slightly fat body and an ordinary appearance. He was wearing a dark green gown that was half worn and not new. His hair was tied loosely behind his head, making him look Messy and rough.

As soon as Mo Dai saw it, he immediately recalled the man's information in his mind, he was Li Zhaomei, the great husband of Aunt Xinglin's neighbor.

"Uncle Li, you're here to carry water too!" Modai greeted with a smile, since she couldn't avoid it, then she had to bite the bullet and say hello, after all, she was a neighbor, and she didn't see her when she looked up.

"..." Unexpectedly, when Li Zhaomei saw Mo Daxi, the burden on her shoulders immediately slipped down, and the two buckets of water fell to the ground and spilled, and when she looked at others, she froze in place, her face was **** pale, and her lips were so pale. Bloodless, with a pair of small eyes widened, obviously terrified.

Mo Dai twitched the corners of her mouth, the sky is bright and bright, so why are you so afraid? Just look at the shadow behind her and you will know that she is not a ghost.

"Well, Uncle Li, don't be afraid, I'm Mo Daxi..."

"Ah!" Li Zhaomei suddenly yelled, squatting on the ground suddenly, holding her head in her hands, trembling all over, "Don't come here, don't come here..."

"Uncle Li, you misunderstood me. I am a living person, not a ghost. Aunt Xinglin and I went hunting that day and fell off the cliff and did not die..."

Unexpectedly, it was fine if Mo Dai didn't explain, but when she explained, Li Zhaomei became more and more frightened, and fled home all the way, ignoring the pole and wooden bucket.

Maude shrugged and went straight to the well to draw water. It took Mo Dai a total of three trips to fill up the water tank. She put the lid on the water tank and was about to take a breath when she suddenly heard loud noises from outside the courtyard door. Immediately afterwards, her broken courtyard door was closed The person kicked it away with a "bang" sound, and slammed into the wall vigorously. Because the door hinge on one side was already very old, it was completely destroyed when it was kicked by someone, and the entire door panel fell to the ground.

"What is this for, Aunt Xinglin?" Seeing Mo Xinglin leading a large group of people into his house angrily, Xu Shaolin's heart tightened, he was startled and panicked, and almost fainted on the spot.

"Tell Mo Daxi, that undead girl who suffered from the plague, to get out of here. She dared to bully my sister-in-law. I'm going to beat her to death today!" Mo Xinglin roared in a rough voice, the voice was so loud that it could be heard for several miles Far away.