Sky Dragon Rider

"In this world, she belongs to this!"

Regarding Okoro's question, Lin Mo raised his thumb directly. (top) (dot) novel

The construction industry in this world does not have systematic professional design theory and training. They are all wild ways taught by mentors and apprentices. Good or bad depends on personal experience. The overall quality varies. When it comes to the comprehensiveness of professional quality, how can it be on par Compared with the regular army of the Philippines, which has a large number of classic cases.

"Understand, understand, boy Maureen, tell me, what exactly does she like?"

After Lin Mo's reminder, Okoro made the decision to hug his thick legs without hesitation, intending to please that flamboyant girl who in his opinion is no different from deviant.

"She likes me!"

Lin Mo squinted at the old man. He was in the living room just now. Did he have any problems with his eyes?Don't you see anything?

"..."

Okoro was completely speechless. Is this Chi Guoguo's show off?Can you be more straightforward?

He asked again weakly: "What else?"

Lin Mo weighed his chin, looked at the ceiling, thought for a while, and said, "Money, a lot of money!"

Okoro was very frustrated, saying this was tantamount to not saying it.

If you have a lot of money, you can get a piece of land and build it yourself in a densely populated big city, without having to find someone else.

"What are you talking about, Okoro, the pickled vegetables and crispy stew made by Muyuna are delicious! Molin, you will love your mother's cooking, I promise."

Silas seems to regard himself as one of the masters of this big family. After all, everything here is earned by his son Maureen, so as a father, he can naturally enjoy some glory.

"Okay! You must try it!"

Except for things related to war, only food is the easiest to attract Lin Mo's attention.

"Hmm! I'm looking forward to it."

On the other hand, Okoro seemed not in high spirits, and he was extremely depressed because he had a good ability, but it was useless at the moment.

"...Thanks for the gift of light! Alright, let's get started!"

Silas and Muyuna are devout believers.Especially after finding his son Maureen, his pious heart became more and more firm.

After being seated, the two chanted prayers sincerely, praising everything the God of Light had bestowed, and everyone began to eat.

The big dinner plate in front of Lin Mo was quickly filled by his mother, Mu Yuna. Seeing her son devouring the food she made with her own hands, the mother showed a relieved smile.

Whether it's the hereditary nobles of the Human Empire, the noble and powerful Dragon Knight, or the astonished Killing God on the battlefield, it's in her eyes at this moment.Still her son.

"Eat slowly, there are many more!"

Although Mu Yuna didn't take a few bites and kept filling Lin Mo's plate, seeing her son's appetite, as if he ate it by herself, the smile on her face never faded.

On weekdays, the Li family sisters and Qi Fei's job of serving the foodie Dragon Knight was all taken away by this mother.

During dinner, Silas and Muyuna found that the maids in the house were also eating at the same table, and the food on the table was the same.There is no distinction between high and low, completely different from those rich and nobles, although a little surprised, because both of them are commoners.He is also a believer in light. He didn't care about so many rules in the first place, but he didn't say anything.

"Mu Yuna, eat more too!"

From time to time, Silas reminded his wife who was preoccupied with her son.

"Got it! You can't keep your mouth shut if you have something to eat!"

Mu Yuna responded to her husband with a grin.

"Silas. If I have such a grandson, I'm afraid I will wake up laughing from my dreams!"

Okoro looked at the family of three enviously, when he said this.Obviously, he forgot the embarrassment he had when he was hit by this grandson and called for help not long ago.

"Didn't Mo Lin also call you grandpa? You just recognize this grandson!"

Silas knew that Okoro was acquainted with his son, and it was precisely because of this relationship that the other party volunteered to escort him all the way to Langlin City in the Slan Empire.

"I can't afford to have such a grandson, and I want to live a few more years!"

Okoro touched the bruises on the old face, "The Judgment of the Holy Light", the first hero, was almost killed by a gold coin when he was old, and it would be really difficult to tell people if he said it.

"Molin, how do you plan to thank Master Okoro?"

Silas planned to thank the old man well, and traveled thousands of miles to send him and Muyuna here safely, trusting his son.

"Of course it's the kind to build a big bright prayer hall with crystal walls and gold on the outside!"

Following his father's words, Lin Mo released the bargaining chips used to seduce Okoro.

"Well, you've got your heart."

Silas also thought it was the best way to thank the son of the Dragon God who believed in building a bright prayer hall.

"I'm just waiting to live in this prayer hall and wait for the call of the God of Light with peace of mind."

Thinking of this, the old stonemason couldn't help but a few tears fell on the dinner plate, but his appetite improved a bit immediately.

I have fought half my life for the Bright God Court, and worked as a mason incognito for many years. I thought that I would only be buried in the stone pile in this life, but I didn't expect such a benefit in the end. Okoro felt that this life was worth it.

After the dinner was over, all the food was swept away. Before the hardworking mother Mu Yuna had time to do it, the rest of the cleaning work was immediately snatched up by the maids.

"Hey, I really don't get used to this kind of life. With so many people serving me, don't people become lazy?"

Looking at the steaming cup of tea in front of her, Mu Yuna, with her hands free, couldn't help but sigh with emotion about the life of this upper-class family.

It was the first time for her to enjoy the glory of her son.

"I think it's pretty good. The noble lord's family has a lot of rules, and every move has an explanation! Hey, no, isn't our son Maureen the noble lord?"

Halfway through Silas's speech, he came back to his senses and realized that his identity was different from before. Wasn't the noble lord's father also a nobleman?

The people who were sitting to digest a little couldn't help but chuckled. It might take a while for the couple to get used to life here.

"Father, mother, our family doesn't have so many rules, just do whatever you want, what happened in the past will be the same in the future, it's getting late, there is a bathroom in the bedroom, there is a bathtub and hot water in it, why don't you take a hot bath, go to bed early, Okoro, you also go to rest early?"

Lin Mo's words were exactly what Silas and Mu Yuna wanted. The work and rest habits of the common people are completely different from those of the nobles. Since there are no entertainment activities at night, they usually go to bed early and get up early, and they tend to get sleepy when it gets dark.

Especially after experiencing great joy and sorrow just now, he saw a trace of tiredness in the eyes of the two of them.

-(to be continued...)