Boss, she was forced to be the wife

At this time, Wang Yi and Wang Tou seemed to be talking about something in the room. Jichen is the youngest in the family, and everyone treats him as a child, so there are not many demands on him when he comes in and out.

After hearing Jichen's voice, the two shut up in time, followed closely by Mo Luo.

She placed the two prepared things on the table in the room without any intention of getting close.

Instead, Jichen happily walked over, took out a few pieces of candy and handed them to Wang Yi.

"Take this candy. If Brother Wang Tou feels bitter after taking medicine, take some of this candy."

"Medicine?"

Wang Yi glanced at Ji Chen and Mo Luo in surprise. Upon seeing this, Mo Luo quickly picked up the medicine and asked Wang Yi to take it.

"Qiao Runzhi bought this, and so did these. Take a look for yourselves."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Wait a minute, my wife!"

At this time, Wang Yi also chased him out of the door in time and saluted Mo Luo:

"I know that if the wife doesn't let her, Runzhi will definitely not dare to buy these things. Thank you."

Wang Yi has always been like this, and he is always respectful to Mara, but it is not clear how much he truly believes in Mara.

Compared with the idiotic idea that the other party is sincerely surrendering, Mo Luo believes that Wang Yi is just dormant and moving forward for the future of him and Wang Tou.

So even though Wang Yi was so kind and his charming and beautiful face was so attractive, Mara only felt cold.

"You're welcome"

Thinking of this, Mo Luo's face became even colder. After answering Wang Yi briefly, he returned to the utility room and took the other two prepared copies to Wei Xicai and Dan'er's room.

Wei Xicai's ankle injury was much less severe than that of Wang Tou. He was sitting on the bed chatting with Dan'er when he heard a knock on the door and Dan'er opened the door and saw Mo Luo.

"The wife's wife?"

Mo Luo handed the things in his hands to Dan'er, gave a brief explanation and left.

"Who is outside?"

Waiting until Mo Luo left, Dan'er returned to the house in a daze and brought those things in front of Wei Xicai:

"This is what my wife and brother Runzhi went out to buy today..."

Mo Luo didn't listen to what Dan'er and Wei Xicai were saying in the room, but quickly put the rest in their respective rooms.

After taking back his last portion, he heard a sound coming from the kitchen:

"The food is ready!"

Ji Liang came out to set up the table, while Jichen and Dan'er followed behind and arranged the stools, bowls and chopsticks one by one.

Finally, Qiao Runzhicai brought the food to the table one by one.

It wasn't until everyone sat at the dining table that Qiao Runzhi spoke:

"Today is a housewarming celebration. I have cooked some extra dishes. Wife, do you have anything to say?"

This was the first time that Mo Luo had dinner with Wan Mo Luo's husbands. She glanced at these husbands. Although they were dressed in shabby clothes, they all looked young and shy...

Mara suddenly felt that the clothes they were wearing did not match them very well, and it seemed that they should buy some new clothes.

"Let's have dinner"

Having made up his mind, Mara didn't say much and took the lead in using his chopsticks to eat.

It’s been a long time since anyone had eaten such sumptuous dishes. Although it was just home cooking, it was hard-earned for them.

After the delicious meal, only the leftovers were soon left, and Qiao Runzhi and Ji Liang began to pack them up.

Everyone else also helped, but Mara suddenly had nothing to do.

I thought of what I was thinking before eating, so I quietly went out.

The market we went to in the morning was the Western Market, which mainly sold some daily necessities and fruit trees and crops. While shopping, Moro saw a tailor shop. Now he just went to see if there were cheap and easy-to-wear fabrics to make some clothes for the family.

piece of clothing.

Arriving at the door of the tailor shop, the handyman immediately saw the figure of Wan Mara, and walked in first before the other party could say anything about Mara.

Naturally, the shopkeeper also saw Wan Mo Luo. He was just about to say goodbye when he saw Mo Luo take out two pieces of loose silver from his body.

She could deny the person, but she had to deny the money. The shopkeeper swallowed back the words that came to her mouth, put on a smile and said:

"Isn't this Sister Wan? When did you become so generous? Do you come to me to dress yourself in beautiful clothes?"

Mo Luo shook his head and said seriously:

"More than that, I want to see the fabric."

"Hey, okay, come with me~"

The shopkeeper led Mara towards the place where he was selecting fabrics as if he was familiar with it. Seeing that the shopkeeper was about to lead him to the front of the precious fabrics, Moluo raised his hand to stop the shopkeeper.

"Medium material is enough. I need to make a lot of clothes this time."

The shopkeeper was originally unhappy when he heard that Mara wanted ordinary ingredients, but then Mara said that he wanted to make more clothes, and introduced all the ingredients enthusiastically before asking:

"I wonder how many clothes you want to make?"

Mara hesitated for a moment, thinking that there were eight people in the family, and each person should have at least two sets of clothes, and then said seriously:

"Almost twenty sets. Some of them are inconvenient and need your people to come with me to your home to measure the clothes."

When I heard that Mo Luo wanted more than twenty sets of clothes at the showcase, he was obviously a big customer! He quickly patted Mo Luo:

"I understand. You must make clothes for your husband. It's not convenient to go out and have them measured. I happen to have a tailor here, so I can ask him to come and measure them for you today."

Mara nodded. Since these problems were not big, she focused on the fabric.

At the end of the selection, Moro chose one that was reasonably priced and made of good materials. He chose seven or eight low-key colors. After confirming a few typical clothing styles with the shopkeeper, he paid the deposit.

Not long after, a man walked out of it and stepped diagonally across a small, square box, which contained cutting tools.

They were silent all the way, and the two soon arrived in front of the new house. Mara pushed the door open and went in, only to see Jichen sitting on the small wooden pier, chopping firewood.

When he saw that the door opened and there was an unknown man coming back besides Mara, he was surprised and was about to ask Mara before he said:

"These are the tailors I hired to make my measurements. Tell them and let them prepare first."

Immediately, Mara led the tailor to the main hall to have himself measured first.

Jichen jumped around like a little rabbit and soon spread the news that the wife had found a tailor to make clothes for us.

Soon, Qiao Runzhi, who was fetching water in the backyard, rushed over first. Just at this time, the tailor had finished measuring the magic. He simply selected two styles of clothes and saw Qiao Runzhi.

"Master Wife, you..."

"You're here just in time. Come and get measured first."

Qiao Runzhi wiped his red palms with some embarrassment. He had just fetched water in the backyard, and now his whole body was not too clean.

Mara also noticed it and asked immediately:

"What were you doing just now?"

"I went to the backyard to fetch water."

Mo Luo nodded and then said:

"Let me go. After you measure it, remember to organize it for them to measure it too. The deposit has already been paid."

After saying that, he left without waiting for Qiao Runzhi to say anything, leaving only Qiao Runzhi and the tailor looking at each other.

Mo Luo didn't care about this. After getting along with her for this period of time, she felt relieved about Qiao Runzhi's work. On the contrary, when she saw Qiao Runzhi's appearance just now, she couldn't help but have some doubts in her heart——

In this world where women are superior to men, is it possible that men are far less powerful than women?

When I came to the backyard, I saw a well. There were some water stains near the well. Apparently Qiao Runzhi spilled a lot without moving it.

This well has a rope-winding mechanism. It is easy to fill a bucket with water, but you do need to have some strength to lift it.

Mo Luo remembered that there was a large water tank in the kitchen, and Qiao Runzhi must have wanted to carry the water there on a pole.

So Mara fetched two more buckets of water, hung them on the hooks of the pole, put the pole on his shoulders and quietly pushed himself up.

He fetched water back and forth several times until the water jar was filled, and then Mara stopped.

At this time, I could only hear the noise and excitement in the front hall.

When I looked over, it turned out that everyone had come out to have their bodies measured, and Wei Xi was much better. She was limping and talking about something happy.

Even Wang Tou came out in a wheelchair. He still couldn't move his legs, but his face looked much better.

Mara did not disturb the little happiness of these people, and went to the yard to take care of all the firewood that Jichen had not chopped while no one was paying attention.

Fortunately, it is spring and the flowers are blooming. It would be a big expense to buy extra charcoal fire in winter.

"Master Wife! You...you have finished chopping, I..."

Just when Mara was chopping the last piece of firewood, he heard a burst of footsteps and voices, and he knew it was Jichen without even looking.

His voice was crisp and always had a hint of happiness.

"What's wrong?"

Jichen scratched his head in embarrassment, and then whispered:

"My wife, I want to make more clothes, but the tailor said that each person can only have two..."

Mo Luo then raised his head and looked carefully at Ji Chen in front of him.

Jichen is the youngest among everyone. It can be said that he is still growing. The gray clothes he is wearing are washed white and now have a large length of cuffs and trousers. They are obviously old clothes from a few years ago.<

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Mo Luo nodded. She had already spent money, and it didn't matter if she spent more. The money was still within her budget.

Although she is hard to talk to, she never criticizes her own people.

"In this case, let the tailor make three more sets of clothes for you. Remember to tell him to check with me and make them larger so that you can wear them later."

"Okay~Thank you, Wife, you are so kind~"

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Ji Chen ran back quickly, and soon the tailor came out of the house, and it was Qiao Runzhi who saw him off.

Upon seeing this, Moro followed him. After leaving the door, the tailor explained the situation and informed Moro of the estimated price.

I made an appointment with Mara to pick up the goods and left.

"My wife, thank you."

After sending the tailor away, Qiao Runzhi turned around and said to Mo Luo, this time the tailoring was new, Mo Luo could see that everyone was very happy, especially Qiao Runzhi, whose face exuded excitement and anticipation.

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Mara patted his shoulder, thought for a moment and said:

"Family, you're welcome."

This is the only soft word that Mara can say, as a Wan Mara.

Night fell quickly. After dinner, Mara tidied up and lay in bed thinking about what would happen in the next two days. He didn't know how his employer would arrange for him.

Just when I was drowsy, I heard the door outside creaking.

It doesn't look like a human, but looks like some kind of animal scratching at the door.

Naturally, Mara didn't believe those stories about ghosts, ghosts, and snake gods. He left the room and went to the door, opened the door and took a look——