It’s Hard For a Good Wife and Mother

He Xiu lost, and she was so dissatisfied with the loss, but she had no choice but to give up her position obediently because of the people's will and the trend of the times.

The chef, He Wei, was very displeased, thinking that when Mo Dai became her servant, she would definitely "take care" of her. However, at this time, the shopkeeper made another decision. Modai's knife skills don't need to do the kitchen work, but only need to perform in the storytelling place on the second floor every day. Of course, the performance needs to be covered with a cloth towel. Eye.

Modai has no objection to this, because not only has her wages increased to five taels of silver per month, but she also only needs to perform for two periods a day, one hour in the first half of the day and one hour in the second half of the day, and then she can go home and rest.

Afterwards, Fang Ling once asked Mo Dai whether she thought that doing so would cause a sensation when she first covered her eyes with a cloth strip. How can she be so godly? The reason why she used cloth strips to cover her eyes at that time was just to make her eyes more comfortable. If she just closed her eyes, she would unconsciously want to open them, which would make the tears flow continuously. Care, you can alleviate one or two.

On the same day, Mo Dai received the five taels of silver that the shopkeeper had paid her in advance, and with the consent of the shopkeeper, he packed some of the carrots and green radishes left over from the competition and took them home to fry and eat.

After recovering from the competition, Modai's eyes are not so burning now, but they still shed tears after opening them for a while, so it's not a serious problem. When she came home from work early, Fatty Bai looked at her quietly, and the jealousy in his eyes deepened.

Carrying a large bamboo basket borrowed from Fumantang, Mo Dai bought ten catties of rapeseed oil at the market, put it in a black porcelain jar, wrapped the seal with oil paper, and placed it at the bottom of the bamboo basket. She remembered that the salt at home seemed to be running out, so she bought another jar of fine salt and a jar of coarse salt. The fine salt was reserved for daily cooking, and the coarse salt was reserved for pickling pickles. After buying salt, I realized that there was no soy sauce, no vinegar, no star anise and other spices at home, but there were onions, ginger, garlic and chili peppers, so I bought another jar of soy sauce and vinegar, sealed the mouth with oil paper and put them in the bamboo basket , I also bought two taels of star anise pepper.

Afterwards, I bought ten catties of pork, two catties of sucrose, five catties of raw peanuts, rice noodles, etc. I just bought them last time, and I could still eat them for a few days, so I didn't buy them this time. Passing by a porcelain shop, Mo Dai bought three porcelain altars with relatively good sealing performance, thinking that they would be used when storing things in the future.

When I passed by the "Suiji Dessert" shop where I bought pastries last time, the proprietress smiled flatteringly, the corners of her mouth almost went behind her ears, but Mo Dai didn't buy it this time, it's better to make it yourself if it's so expensive .

As soon as Modai left, the proprietress immediately raised her face: "Virtue! Don't you know how to cut something? What's the big deal, I'm sorry!" The next second saw a customer coming forward, she immediately changed her face and smiled, "Guest officer , what do you want to buy? The pastries in our store are definitely sweet but not greasy. They are so good and cheap that you will want to eat them again..." As she was speaking, seeing the customer glance at the pastries and then turn away, the proprietress immediately asked She stretched her face and muttered in a low voice, "Bah, why don't you run around without buying? Are you hungry to death?" At this time, a familiar figure passed by the proprietress, and the proprietress once again used the face-changing function with a peaceful smile , "Hey, little boss Bai, don't you want to buy pastries today?"

Little Boss Bai glanced at the proprietress, with a calm expression: "I'm not in the mood today." After speaking, he flung his sleeves and left.

Seeing Boss Bai walking away, the proprietress immediately squinted at the back of Boss Bai with crooked noses: "Damn! Not in the mood yet? I really think of myself as a character, but a dirty **** who covets his handsome husband!..."

This time, perhaps because the fixed income has been settled in the future, Mo Dai went shopping and bought all the way, not feeling reluctant at all. In the strange goods store, she actually spent two hundred cash on a pot of honey weighing about five catties, and at the cloth store, she spent another six hundred cash on a piece of moon-white muslin that was better than the light blue muslin last time. , and spent ten cash to buy a large bag of rags from the proprietress of the cloth shop.

The proprietress of the cloth shop smiled and asked, "Miss Daxi, what do you want these rags for?"

Mo Dai replied casually: "The family is poor, and we can save some fabric by stitching together rags to make clothes."

The old lady of the cloth shop twitched her eyes on the spot, her family is poor? Save fabric? Is it not hypocritical for someone who can afford six hundred cash a bolt of fine cloth to say this? So he deliberately answered: "Ah, that's true, but it takes a lot of silk thread to tie these rags together, why don't you buy some from me by the way, and I'll sell you cheap!"

"Okay, lady boss, you really know how to do business, so give me two sets of silk threads of various colors for embroidery!" Mo Dai smiled sincerely, but in the eyes of the lady boss, she was a little bit embarrassed. What kind of suspicion of rich and powerful.

"Okay, Miss Daxi, wait a moment!" Naturally, the proprietress would not be **** money, and immediately happily went to get the silk thread.

When Mo Dai finished her shopping and rushed towards Mojia Village, her appearance was described as "returning with a full load" in a good way, but in a bad way, she seemed to be running away. I saw a big bamboo basket on her back, which was full of After picking up the pots and pans, there was a piece of cloth between her left arm and a large bundle of rags on her right arm. Fortunately, she was very strong now, otherwise she would definitely fall down from exhaustion in the middle of the journey.

All the things cost her nearly two taels of silver, but she felt a heavy sense of satisfaction on her back.

Mo Dai stepped on the afterglow of the setting sun and returned to Mojia Village. Most of the country people go to the market in the first half of the day and come back at noon, so Modai didn't meet anyone along the way, and she didn't like to leave the village, so she made a detour back to her home every time, and people in the village rarely saw her.

In front of Mo Guihua's house, Mo Guihua's three sons, big cat, second cat, and third cat, are playing with Mo Dai's two sons Xiaoyu and Xiaoyi by throwing mud.

The big cat is six years old and is the leader of the group, the second cat is five years old and is the deputy leader, the third cat is the same age as Xiaoyu, the two little guys are the little soldiers under the leadership of the big cat and the second cat, and the youngest Xiaoyi Because he can't speak, the big cat and the second cat don't bother to lead him, but Xiaoyu can't bear to let his brother down, and always takes him by his side, so they are often disgusted by the big cat and the second cat, which drags down their actions.

There is nothing fun with five children, just throwing mud, hide and seek and so on. The thing that allows them to use their imagination most in their poor life is their desire for food. They will use mud to make all kinds of food they like and want to eat, such as eggs, sesame seed cakes, pastries, meat and so on.

This time, Xiaoyu pinched a flat object and put it on a stone plate. When Sanmao saw it, she smiled and said, "Xiaoyu, you are the same as mine. They are all eggs, but your eggs are flat, so it doesn't look like it!"

Xiaoyu retorted: "Mine are not eggs, but fruits, sweet fruits, delicious!" As she spoke, she smacked her little mouth, as if reminiscing. Seeing Xiaoyi, she smiled and walked over to pick up the "fruit" pinched by Xiaoyu, and babbled to stuff it into her mouth to eat. Xiaoyu hurriedly snatched it away, but Xiaoyi didn't want to, and was about to cry with her mouth flattened.

"What kind of fruit? It's obviously an egg!" Hearing Xiaoyu's words, Ermao grabbed the oblate lump of mud from Xiaoyu's hand, threw it on the ground with disdain, and it fell even flatter, turning into a piece of cake.

When Xiaoyu saw it, she was very angry, and stepped forward to push Ermao, while Xiaoyi was more straightforward, seeing that the "fruit" was deformed and could not be eaten, so she burst into tears with a "wow".

When the six-year-old big cat saw Xiao Yi crying, he felt bad. If the elder father heard Xiao Yi cry, he would definitely blame him and the second cat for not taking care of the child, and he might even have to beat him up! Xiaoyi is really annoying, she cries at every turn, and she will never play with him next time, hum! While thinking about it, the big cat climbed up a sycamore tree at the gate of his yard, thinking that his dad would not find him in the first place.

The big cat climbed up and looked far away, and immediately saw Modai rushing towards home, so he shouted at Xiaoyu under the tree: "Xiaoyu, I see your mother is back!"

When Xiaoyu heard it, she was stunned for a moment, but Xiaoyi stopped crying abruptly, and hid behind Xiaoyu tremblingly, holding Xiaoyu's clothes with her hands, the fear on her face was extraordinary.

"Ah, I have carried a lot of things!" The big cat continued to watch, with a dreamy look on his face, "I wonder if there are any delicious biscuits..."

"My brother and I are going home!"

Xiaoyu took her younger brother Xiaoyi's hand and walked home, feeling both excited and scared. The excited thing was that she might come back with delicious vegetable meat buns and pastries like last time, but the scared thing was that he still couldn't shout "" "Mother", will she get angry and beat him and his brother? Although she said that night that he could call her "Mom", is it really okay to call her "Mom"?

Mo Dai happened to meet two children in front of the courtyard. Seeing that they were still looking at her cautiously, she smiled and said, "Why, don't you know mom? Mom misses you very much!"

Xiao Yu was stunned again, and looked up into Mo Dai's bright black eyes, there was a small self there, suddenly, he felt very wronged, rushed over and hugged Mo Dai's leg and cried loudly, Seeing his brother crying, Xiaoyi started to cry too, but he didn't dare to hug Modai, so he could only stand there and cry.

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