A good wife and a good mother

Chapter 14
Mo Dai rolled up her sleeves and cleaned the inside and outside of the stove. She didn't stop until she used up all the water in the big tank. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and glanced at the clean stove. Fang felt unsatisfactory in his heart.

Maru Niu has been lying on his stomach in a wicker basket filled with wheat straw, watching Modai's movements, humming a few times from time to time, very disapproving of Modai's thankless behavior.

Although Xu Shaolin has been burying his head in mending clothes, he has been observing Modai all the time.

Since last night, he felt that Mo Daxi was a little different from before, but at that time he was anxious about his son Mo Wufeng's condition, so he didn't care.Looking at it today, Mo Daxi is indeed different from before.Leaving aside the fact that Mo Daxi rescued Mo Wufeng last night, taking what happened this morning, she actually wanted to give up her food to the two children, which was absolutely impossible before.But now, she actually took the initiative to repair the tables and stools at home, and even entered the stove that she never wanted to enter before, and cleaned it inside and out...

"Father, the water in the tank is gone. I'll go to the village to fetch water." Mo Dai picked up two empty wooden barrels and went out. Maru Niu slapped her big ears and hummed disdainfully. She would do whatever she wanted. Come on, get tired!
"Ah... oh, good..."

Xu Shaolin stared blankly at Mo Dai lightly carrying the empty bucket to go out, feeling gratified and joyful as well as worried and fearful, the former concerned about the obvious improvement of Mo Daxi, and the latter concerned whether the change was just temporary.

However, no matter what happened to Mo Daxi, she was still his child, not only his son's wife, she was also a child he raised since childhood!Four days ago, when he learned from Xinglin and Osmanthus that Daxi had fallen off the cliff, he felt as if the world had collapsed, and the despair in his heart was no less than when his wife, Mo Ahua, and elder brother Xu Shaohua were there.Last night, when Daxi appeared in front of him, God knows how excited he was!
Daxi, don't blame Wuyun and the others, in fact, they also hope that you can live, otherwise, they would have listened to the opinion of the patriarch two days ago to prepare for your funeral.The wife-head is like the sky in a family, if the sky falls, the family will not be a family!
Xu Shaolin was filled with mixed feelings for a moment, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. He wiped them away with his sleeves. The 32-year-old Qingjun's face had already been covered with fine lines due to all-day hard work, his cheekbones were slightly prominent due to thinness, and his skin was sallow and rough.He put down the sewing basket, raised his hand and beat his sore leg, and continued to mend the clothes.

Maru Niu was lying in the wicker basket, with his little tail flicking the straw every now and then. That woman was very efficient in her work, why didn't she come back after going away for so long?So boring, so boring!
Mo Daxi's house is located at the west entrance of the village, the closest to Yunmu Mountain, but the only well in the village is located at the east entrance of the village.Mo Dai didn't want to be too ostentatious, so she deliberately took a detour and walked nearly double the distance before arriving at the well.

Most people in the village get up early, and finish any work early, such as carrying water, and even filling the water tank before dawn. Mo Wuyun is like this.It was the early hours of the century, and Mo Dai estimated that there was no one at the well, but when she arrived, she found a middle-aged man carrying water and planning to go back, so she bumped into Mo Dai.

The man is not tall, about 1.7 meters tall, in his 30s, with a slightly fat body and an ordinary appearance. He is wearing a dark green gown that is half old and not new. His hair is loosely tied behind his head, looking messy and rough. .

As soon as Mo Dai saw it, he immediately recalled the man's information in his mind, he was Li Zhaomei, the great husband of Aunt Xinglin's neighbor.

"Uncle Li, you're here to carry water too!" Modai greeted with a smile, since she couldn't avoid it, then she had to bite the bullet and say hello, after all, she was a neighbor, and she didn't see her when she looked up.

"..." Unexpectedly, when Li Zhaomei saw Mo Daxi, the burden on her shoulders immediately slipped down, and the two buckets of water fell to the ground and spilled, and when she looked at others, she froze in place, her face was bloody pale, her lips It was also bloodless, and a pair of small eyes were wide open, obviously frightened.

Mo Dai twitched the corners of her mouth, the sky is bright and bright, so why are you so afraid?Just look at the shadow behind her and you will know that she is not a ghost.

"Well, Uncle Li, don't be afraid, I'm Mo Daxi..."

"Ah!" Li Zhaomei suddenly yelled, squatting on the ground suddenly, holding her head in her hands, trembling all over, "Don't come here, don't come here..."

"Uncle Li, you misunderstood. I am a living person, not a ghost. Aunt Xinglin and I went hunting that day and fell off the cliff and did not die..."

Unexpectedly, it was fine if Mo Dai didn't explain, but when she explained, Li Zhaomei became more and more frightened, and fled home all the way, ignoring the pole and wooden bucket.

Maude shrugged and went straight to the well to draw water.It took Mo Dai a total of three trips to fill up the water tank. She put the lid on the water tank and was about to take a breath when she suddenly heard loud noises from outside the courtyard door. Immediately afterwards, her broken courtyard door was closed The person kicked it away with a "bang" sound, and slammed into the wall vigorously. Because the door hinge on one side was already very old, it was completely destroyed when it was kicked by someone, and the entire door panel fell to the ground.

"What is this for, Aunt Xinglin?" Seeing Mo Xinglin leading a large group of people into his house angrily, Xu Shaolin's heart tightened, he was startled and panicked, and almost fainted on the spot.

"Tell Mo Daxi, that undead girl who suffered from the plague, to get out of here. She dared to bully my sister-in-law. I'm going to beat her to death today!" Mo Xinglin roared in a rough voice, the voice was so loud that it could be heard for several miles Far away.

When he heard that Mo Daxi was bullying his husband, Xu Shaolin couldn't calm down. He knew better than anyone else the virtues of his own children.

Mo Daxi had done such nasty things before, but the ones she teased were all handsome young men who were not yet married, and the worst thing was the young widow who lived at the east entrance of the village. How could she bully a younger man? Li Zhaomei, who is still too old to be a father, and who is not very good-looking?Got it wrong?

Xu Shaolin stepped forward leaning on a cane, persuading him nicely: "I said, Aunt Xinglin, is there some misunderstanding? Our family Daxi just came back last night, and this morning he just went to pick up water, and didn't ..."

Unexpectedly, Mo Xinglin grabbed Xu Shaolin's collar, stared with tiger eyes, and said fiercely: "Misunderstanding? Who in the whole village doesn't know the virtue of your plague-stricken girl? If you, Xu Shaolin, don't want to be affected, then Get the hell out of my way, I don’t have eyes for my fists, hum!” As he spoke, he shoved Xu Shaolin violently.

Xu Shaolin's chassis was already unstable, but now that he was pushed, he staggered back a few steps one after another. He was about to fall to the ground, but he was firmly caught by a pair of arms.

"Father, you go stay in the house, I will send them away." Mo Dai patted Xu Shaolin on the back and said lightly.

(End of this chapter)