Rebirth of Business Domination of the Two Worlds

Chapter 156
In Gaochao Village, Mo Mo had just returned to the village. At night, he found a person wandering outside his house.

Mo Mo frowned, opened the door, and shouted outside: "Come in!"

As soon as he finished shouting, he hurriedly trot in a thin young man not far from the door. It was the thief Shang Tian that Mo Mo met in Shenzhen City.

"Young Master Mo, I've already taken care of your business. You can check the information on the Internet... Can my poison be cured?" Shang Tian felt a little relieved when he saw Mo Mo for more than a month, but he had to No antidote, still uneasy.

Shang Tian couldn't help Momo, and it was useless to him to pit Momo. He was just a child. He just wanted to get the antidote and never see this little devil again.

Mo Mo stared at this guy, unexpectedly, he came to the door, and he didn't tell him the address and whereabouts of his home, but he didn't know how many days this guy had been waiting here, considering that his hometown had been announced long ago.

The scandal of Ling Wenxuan has spread all over the entertainment network. It is difficult for Mo Mo not to know about it. Unexpectedly, Shang Tian handles things cleanly, more viciously than he asked, and efficient enough. It is indeed a sharp blade when used well, but it is not used well. only hurt yourself.

Mo Mo went back to the house, dipped his hands in mineral water, went back to the yard, pinched Shang Tian's mouth open, flicked two drops of water into his mouth with his right finger, and said indifferently: "Okay, get out, when I never saw you."

"Is this the antidote?" Shang Tian pursed his mouth, feeling that there was nothing, as if there were only a few drops of faint liquid in his mouth.

"How about I give you some more?" Mo Mo sneered, and swept him away, "Or do you want to stay?"

"No need!" Shang Tian backed away and left here quickly, he had to believe that if Mo Mo didn't give him the antidote, he couldn't help it either.

Mo Mo looked at Shang Tian's leaving figure, pursed his mouth, closed the door, and went back to sleep.

Ling Wenxuan's affairs were over, and Mo Mo slept comfortably, and didn't want to get up until noon the next day.

In the afternoon, when the primary school was over, Mo Mo saw Mo Baobao shaking the grass roots sullenly, walking weakly, and asked curiously: "Baby, what's the matter?"

"Mo Mo, why don't I have an older sister? Or an older brother." Mo Baobao said puzzledly, other people's families usually have two children, but his family has only one, which is really boring.

"It's fine to have a younger sister or younger brother. Let your parents have one, isn't that all right!" Mo Mo didn't take it seriously. Some people like being an only child, while others don't.

It is too much pressure for an only child to take care of their parents, especially after marriage. If both of the couple are only children, they will have to take care of four elderly people. If there are grandparents, it will be eight elderly people. It is a headache to think about it.

But raising two kids is stressful for parents.If both are boys, they will have little ability when they grow up, and parents will be even more worried about buying a wedding room and bride price for their children.

"Hey, it seems good. It's fun to have a younger sister." The little fat man's eyes lit up, and his confusion disappeared immediately, but he suddenly became distressed, "But my parents won't agree!"

"Why do you want your parents to agree? You just need to agree!" Mo Mo joked.

"I can't give birth! What's the use of my consent?" Mo Baobao thought for a long time, but was still puzzled, scratching his head vigorously, "Mo Mo, what do you mean? I don't understand."

"Why do you want to give birth? You just need to agree. Your parents are responsible for the birth. It's such a simple truth." Mo Mo laughed. It's strange that he can understand at his age, and he ticked off his finger.

Mo Baobao understood and moved closer to Mo Mo.Mo Mo talked for a while, Mo Baobao was in a daze, his eyes lit up, and he understood what he meant, he smiled embarrassedly, but still asked: "Is this method really feasible?"

"Of course, I have to. When your mother finds out, it's over." Mo Mo hasn't tried it yet, so what he said, the truth comes from practice.

Mo Baobao jumped a few times happily, and Mo Mo's explanation quickly understood, the smile on his face became sly, but he was still a little worried, but he still made up his mind, and after high-fiving Mo Mo, he went back to act.

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Mo Baobao's home.

Before dinner that day, Baby Mo sneaked away and went back to the living room for dinner after finishing his work.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Mo Baobao's parents' bedroom.

"Hey, it's all leaking! What products are so bad! They're all parallel imports." Mo Baobao's father picked up the auxiliary tools from the bedside table, tore open the plastic bags, and applied them one by one, only to find that all of them were leaking.

"No, the one I used a few nights ago is still fine." The young and middle-aged woman lying next to the bed said impatiently.

Mo Baobao's father closed the drawer impatiently, looked up at the ceiling, and suddenly remembered something was wrong, and said cursingly: "Fuck son, I always feel that his eyes are a little weird tonight. It may be because of his good deeds. It's numb, it's all pierced by needles."

"Who are you scolding! Forget it, another day, I'm not interested." The young and middle-aged woman threw a pillow at him, covered her with a quilt, and fell asleep after a while.

"Fuck, I'll settle the score with him tomorrow." Baby Mo's father was really puzzled when he saw his daughter-in-law fell asleep. He couldn't get angry with his daughter-in-law tonight, so he'll find his son to get angry tomorrow.

The next morning, Baby Mo really couldn't do without his father's beating. He could only cry bitterly, and found Mo Mo to explain the reason.

"Oh, I can't think of it either!" Mo Mo sighed, he had never used it before, so he didn't know the specific situation.

This mess is over like that, just the spice of life.

In the evening, Mo Mo had dinner with his grandparents and uncle's house.

"Xiaomo, the village has already started to build roads. I proposed to build a donation monument so that people will remember your kindness. To build a primary school, the village committee and I found a new foundation to build. The name of the school is 'Momo Love Primary School. ', let future generations remember." Mo Hua said with a smile after taking a sip of rice wine.

But when Mo Mo heard the name of the elementary school, he spit out rice directly, wiped it off embarrassedly, and said with a wry smile: "Uncle, I have no objection to building roads and erecting monuments, but a school still uses my name, I feel disgusting."

"Ah Mo, what's so disgusting, you donated 200 million yuan to build a primary school, subsidize the teachers' salaries, what can you do if you don't want to make a name for yourself.

If you don't write it, after a few years, no one in the village will remember your contribution; after more than ten years, maybe the new generation will not know who built the school. "The aunt put down her chopsticks. Anyway, she objected to donating so much money to her nephew. She felt that the nephew was too stupid, and felt that he was not so kind to his cousin.

"The words are rough and not rough. What your aunt said makes sense. If you do a good deed without leaving your name, it is a traitor. If he hadn't died, it would be a model for the country to set an example. Who will remember him.

If you don't believe it, if you don't name the school like this, after a few years, people will forget that you have donated money.It's useless for you to object to this matter, you have to listen to me, and it's settled like this. "Mo Hua took up his elder status and said in an unquestionable tone.

Mo Mo had no choice but to accept it with a nod. He understood the truth of what the aunt and uncle said. After a long time, the favor fades away. Forget about those who have helped you.

"It's nothing else." Mo Hua didn't mention anything about the government. He knew what they thought, and if they didn't make any money, it would be too early to ask his nephew to donate more.

(End of this chapter)