Boss, she was forced to be the wife

The air stagnated at this moment, and Qiao Runzhi's original expression of crying was stuck on his face. Mo Luo felt a little funny, but he still didn't let his muscles pull the wound, and he held on not to laugh.

"It's this time, can't you take care of your body first?"

Then Qiao Runzhi looked at Mo Luo's expectant eyes again, and still helplessly replied:

"Twenty Liang"

Twenty taels was his monthly salary for half a year. Mo Luo felt that the trip was worth it. Except for the pain all over his body, everything else was easy to explain.

After chatting for a few words, Qiao Runzhi withdrew with a wink, leaving Mo Luo to rest alone.

In fact, he is not completely alone. After all, Ono has been lying on the bed since just now.

Although it is no longer a wild wolf, it is still quite big and takes up quite a lot of space when lying on the bed.

Mara had nothing in mind at this time. He closed his eyes and stroked Ono's hair, tufting it into two tufts, and the day passed like this.

Time passed very quickly, and three days had passed since Mo Luo woke up. During this period, Mo Luo never saw the Zhou family again.

If the Zhou family hadn't said they would take the initiative to contact her when she left, she would have thought all this was just a dream.

He also specifically asked Wang Yi about the current status of the Zhou family in Pingshui Town. It can be imagined that they are at the peak of their power. After wiping out those ragtag shops, the Zhou family has shown an unusual trend of being the dominant one.

That limelight is even better than that of the Lin family.

By the way, I also found out that the Lin family had completely collapsed under the care of the Zhou family. The Zhou family even ransacked the entire Lin family's fortune.

In fact, there is no need for this, Mo Luo thought to himself, maybe there are other things in the Lin family that the Zhou family cares about, and they need to get to the bottom of it.

It’s just that with Mo Luo’s current status, he is completely incapable of knowing and understanding this matter.

Instead of forcing herself to wade into the muddy water, it is better to rest peacefully for a period of time. She has always been very self-aware.

And do what you say.

So Mara stayed at home honestly for almost a week. Even the stitches on his arms were removed and healed. He was at home every day, occasionally chopping wood and fetching water, exercising, or following Kira and Ji

The days when Chen was literate were really unpleasant.

If it weren't for the fact that Kira's face was so stinky every time he went to see Ji Liang and Ji Chen to learn how to read, Moro would have almost thought that he was just an idle princess hiding in the countryside.

Occasionally eating pastries made by Dan'er and taking Ono for a walk, Mara has lived for more than 20 years and has never felt so close to retirement.

Just seven days made Mara live like several months. It was not until yesterday that he got the news from the tailor shop that the clothes were ready. Mara naturally knew the place and was going to pick them up early the next morning.

Coming back.

Unexpectedly, Ji Chen and Wei Xi, who were sitting at the table, heard this. Ji Chen was naturally clamoring to get it.

These were one of the few new clothes he had. Even though he lived with Kira's family before, Kira's parents were a family that valued reading. They only spent more money on books and put food, clothing, housing and transportation second.

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What's more, Jichen specifically asked for a few more sets of clothes from Mora this time. Among these people, Jichen had the most clothes, and he was the happiest.

Wei Xicai, on the other hand, reluctantly teased Ji Chen, and finally, after mumbling for a long time, he awkwardly said that he wanted to go too.

Looking at Wei Xicai's appearance, Mo Luo somehow flashed an uncommon word in his mind, called——

Tsundere, right?

The three of them set off early the next morning. Along the way, Jichen chirped like a little swallow out of its cage. His mouth never stopped. When they arrived at the tailor shop, they even got their share.

Be willing to let go.

For Jichen, Mo Luo still thinks that he is just a child. Different from the previous world, there is no task, no need to pretend, and nothing to take into consideration.

Mo Luo had a very good impression of Jichen. He was the simplest of these husbands. He never played tricks. He liked to show his emotions and sorrows on his face. He always said what he wanted or didn't want.<

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Mo Luo only felt that although getting along with Ji Chen was not as smooth as Qiao Runzhi's, it was more direct.

"Oops!"

When thinking like this, Jichen didn't know when he ran ahead first. He didn't know whether it was because the road was uneven or because the child fell flat. By the time Mo Luo saw it, he had already fallen flat on his face.

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"Are you okay?"

Seeing this, Mo Luo hurriedly walked over and knelt down to ask, only to see Jichen sitting on the ground with some embarrassment. He wanted to stand up when he saw her coming, but his ankle seemed to be injured, so he didn't use the strength and sat down again.

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"It hurts...I'm sorry, my wife, I shouldn't have run around..."

Mo Luo did not raise his head to look at Jichen's big, aggrieved eyes. He just checked Jichen's injured foot and took off his socks. He saw that the ankle had been twisted and swollen.

"Let's just say that you are running around, and you are so happy that you become sad."

At this time, Wei Xicai caught up from behind. Although he was concerned when he saw Ji Chen's appearance, he still refused to relax for a moment.

Ji Chen didn't argue with him, but secretly stuck out a piece of his tongue and made a face at Wei Xi.

"Can you still walk?"

Mo Luo helped Jichen up and tried to get him to take two steps, only to realize that although Jichen fell flat on his face, the clothes in his arms were tightly held and refused to let go.

Mo Luo smiled helplessly, took the clothes from Jichen's hand, took off the backpack behind him, and stuffed the clothes into the backpack.

The outside of the clothes is wrapped with coarse fabric, so even if they are stuffed into a backpack, the clothes will not be damaged.

In addition, Mo Luo's backpack is very large. In fact, if Jichen and Wei Xicai hadn't made a fuss about coming, she could have gotten all the clothes back by herself.

Mo Luo turned the backpack over and carried it in front of him, squatted slightly and turned his back towards Jichen:

"If you can't walk, just come up and I will carry you."

Ji Chen looked at Mo Luo's generous back with embarrassment, and then at Wei Xicai, whose face was not good-looking. He moved his ankle secretly, but felt pain, and then climbed up onto Mo Luo's back.

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Jichen is actually neither tall nor strong. Among the husbands, apart from Dan'er, who is already slender and thin, Jichen is the second skinniest.

But he is still young, and after his food has improved recently, his stature has begun to grow like bamboo shoots after the rain.

But this is not enough for Mara.

Feeling his back sinking, Mo Luo easily carried Jichen on his back and walked forward steadily, arriving home in a short while.

At this time, Dan'er and Ji Liang were washing clothes in the yard. The weather was very good today. Before Mara left, they filled the water jars and buckets with water.

Regarding the requirements of these husbands, as long as they are not something that I can't do, or they endanger my life.

Mara is always satisfied.

Husbands have also seen the changes in Mara these days. Compared to before, she is more easy-going, less talkative but more humane.

Gradually, everyone is no longer just afraid of Mara. If there are any needs that Qiao Runzhi cannot do, he will try to find Mara to deal with them.

"Are you back?"

"What's going on?"

Kira and Dan'er saw three people who were still alive and kicking when they left in the morning. When they came back, one of them was gloriously injured. Especially Kira, seeing that his brother didn't know why he became like this, he hurried forward to ask.

Now it was Jichen's turn to feel embarrassed. He scratched his head and said:

"I was walking carelessly, fell and sprained my foot, and asked my wife to carry me back."

Mara put Jichen on the bed in the bedroom. He had just looked at his ankles, and now they were only slightly red and swollen. He warmed the palms of his hands with safflower oil and rubbed Jichen's ankles carefully.

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As soon as Mo Luo saw it, Ji Chen's injury was not serious. It was just a twist and no muscle or bone was injured. After a simple treatment, Mo Luo saw that there was no big problem, so Mo Luo called everyone over.

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It happened that the clothes had been brought back, so I asked Jichen to sit on the bed and send it out.

Yesterday, he was very interested in doing this.

The styles Qiao Runzhi chose were two simple, not complicated clothes, one blue and one off-white, which fit Qiao Runzhi's personality very well.

Kira chose a white mid-sleeve piece and a light blue small-sleeved piece. Although the two pieces of clothing have simple necklines, they are not complicated, and they have the charm of a scholar.

The colors of Jichen's clothes are quite different. He has the most clothes, and the styles are all new. There are five clothes in five colors, and each one has a different style. The only thing that is the same is that they are all larger.

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This is what Mara specially told the tailor. Now that Jichen has grown a little longer, these clothes will no longer be too big.

The clothes Wei Xicai chose were more focused on the style of martial arts practitioners. The cuffs and trouser legs were tied up, and the hem was short. He preferred color matching, with a white piece decorated with red and a black piece decorated with purple. Looking at

It has a very Jianghu atmosphere.

Dan'er, on the other hand, is visibly frail, and the clothes she chooses are all soft, warm colors and lighter materials. Compared with the amount of clothing on her body, her entire complexion is a little rosy, and she looks even more clear-water and hibiscus.

Wang Yi and Wang Tou simply chose a few dull colors, probably just to cover their bodies. Mo Luo knew that after all, for them, no matter how good the clothes in Pingshui Town were, they were not as good as the gorgeous clothes they had worn before.
Mara also chose two clothes for herself, one indigo and one black. She didn't like to wear light-colored clothes, nor did she like to wear clothes that were inconvenient for movement. The cuffs she chose were also tightened.

These two pieces of clothing were made according to Mara's figure half a month ago, but now they feel a little fat when they are worn.

Mara touched his waist and felt that it was indeed thinner than when he first came here. He touched his face again and felt that the bones in his body had indeed become thinner, and the thinness was quiet and balanced.
At this time, Mara was immersed in thinking about his figure, and several husbands in the yard had already put on new clothes.

Of course she didn't see that these people all had different beauties, and even if she did, she wouldn't have any more feedback.

Wei Xicai, Dan'er, Wang Yi and Ji Liang stood in the courtyard and looked at each other. Naturally, they praised each other.

It's just that Wei Xicai couldn't cheer up at this time, or Dan'er, who lived with him, discovered this and lightly scolded Wei Xi before asking:

"Xicai, why are you so down today?"

"I'm down?!"

Wei Xicai seemed to have heard something funny and repeated angrily:

"I just think it's unfair!"

Everyone was confused by Wei Xicai for a moment, and looked at Wei Xicai with bewildered faces, waiting for his next words.

Wei Xicai saw that everyone was looking at him and said nothing, then he said:

"Why didn't my wife carry me back when I was injured? I was bleeding, but she carried Jichen back. He was not serious at all!"

Everyone who was still listening seriously to Wei Xicai's words showed helpless expressions and turned around to leave.

"She would rather carry a strange wild wolf on her back...Hey, don't leave, and Jichen has more clothes than me!"

Ji Liang finally couldn't help it anymore. He was okay with others, but for Jichen, he was the younger brother he cared about most. He turned back to Wei Xicai and said:

"Really? Then why don't you ask the wife to make a few more items?"

"I don't..."

Ji Liang looked at Wei Xicai and put on a bad face again, and continued:

"Who else makes you always put on a bad face? Unlike our Jichen, how about everyone likes him?"

Ji Liang made a Jichen-style face at Wei Xicai and then left, leaving Wei Xicai alone in the yard half-angry with anger——

"You...you are too bullying!"

"Xicai? What's wrong with you?"

At this time, Qiao Runzhi happened to come out of the house and saw Wei Xicai standing in the yard stamping his feet.

"Brother Runzhi, come and give me a review..."

After patiently listening to Wei Xicai's complaint, Qiao Runzhi smiled slightly and said:

"You, don't always be so willful. Your wife has changed a lot, so shouldn't you also communicate with her normally?"

"But, I..."

Wei Xicai shook his head awkwardly, not knowing what to say. Qiao Runzhi pulled Wei Xicai to the kitchen again:

"According to my observation, the wife can still communicate well. Don't hold your breath and always think about fighting the wind, otherwise it won't be like this. And if you don't know Jichen, why bother with his child~

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"I'm not dissatisfied with Jichen..."

Wei Xicai quickly explained.

"I just..."

"Oh, forget it, let me calm down!"

Wei Xicai finally swallowed the words that came to his lips. He threw his arms and left angrily, leaving Qiao Runzhi alone shaking his head helplessly.

In the room on the other side, Wang Tou drank the prepared medicine and his body gradually recovered. These medicines were specially prepared by the Zhou family for Wang Tou to speed up the recovery of his injuries.

"Young Master, the letter has been sent and Miss Zhou has also replied."

Wang Tuo's eyes lit up, he took the envelope, opened it and looked at it again and again:

"Great, great Wang Yi..."

"Why is the young master so happy?"

I saw Wang Tou's sickly face exuding a rosy complexion, and his eyes glowed as he moved away from the letter:

"Zhou Ang is coming to Pingshui Town!"