It’s Hard For a Good Wife and Mother

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When another wave of cattle convoys pulling black tiles, grinding stones, and wood drove into Mojia Village, the whole village, old and young, came out to watch again, and the children were even more happy because they were on the girders. When it is time, firecrackers will be set off and snacks will be given to the children onlookers.

At this day's time, when Mo Dai was busy taking out a pot of golden fruit sticks that had just been fried out of the stove, and was preparing to distribute them to the children watching when the firecrackers were fired, he suddenly heard a sound coming from outside the courtyard. The crying and cursing of the man was mixed with the sad crying of the child.

Mo Dai scanned the yard subconsciously, but she didn't see Xu Shaolin and the two little ones. She felt a little uneasy, so she quickly put the pot on the Westinghouse table and planned to go out to see the situation. But at this moment, Mo Guihua suddenly saw Mo Guihua rush into the courtyard with an angry face, grabbed the rolling pin leaning on the door of the main room and rushed out again.

Mo Dai was a little surprised, Mo Guihua's posture is clearly going to find someone to fight, right? So he quickly followed out of the yard.

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On the third day, my old age has changed~