It’s Hard For a Good Wife and Mother

The sun has completely sunk down to the horizon, leaving only a smear of indigo reddish clouds in the western sky. Occasionally, a bird flies by before the eyes, and finally turns into a small black spot in the sky.

Mo Dai suddenly felt a little cold all over her body, and subconsciously wrapped her tattered clothes tightly.

Uh, she ignored this point. She was dressed in rags and looked embarrassed... Thinking of this, she couldn't help raising her sleeves and smelling it. Hey, the sour smell really pollutes the sense of smell. No wonder the smell just now Men have been avoiding her!

Modai looked at the direction where the man was leaving, feeling a little sorry in her heart, by the way, I don't know his name, that's all, anyway, he knows her, and we will meet again in the future, if he dares to go around If she talks indiscriminately, then she dares to play tricks and deny it!

Standing at the fork in the road, Modai looked at the not so smooth dirt road turning right and the village shrunk into a dust mass in the distance. She felt a little familiar for no reason, which made her feel a little heavy in her heart. What kind of existence is she?

A gust of wind blew and swished straight down Maud's neck, making her rub her arms in the cold.

Before chasing a man in the forest, no, when she was running to find her way, she didn’t feel any difference between the temperature and the valley. Only now did she realize that the surrounding plants, except for some evergreen shrubs, most of the branches of the trees were bare , only sprouted, and the weeds on the ground have just turned green. This scene should be early spring, no wonder there are only a few leaves of grass in the man's bamboo basket...

Uh, no, that's not the point, if it's early spring now, how should she explain the oranges and bananas she gave him? That man won't spread the word everywhere, will he?

A feeling of unease rose in Mo Dai's heart, thinking that she had kept a low profile for so many years, and now that she had been psychedelic, she didn't want to change her principles of life and conduct. So Mo Dai once again became ruthless in her heart, if that man dared to talk nonsense everywhere, then she would definitely, definitely... would not admit it to death!

At this time, Maru Niu bit Modai's trousers and tugged, signaling her to return to her soul.

Mo Dai turned her head, and then brought the Pink Pig Ball Cow, which had been neglected all the time, into sight: "Sorry, I forgot about you. By the way, do you really want to follow me?"

Maru Niu hummed, with a trace of impatience in his eyes, meaning, "Nonsense, I won't tell you who"!

Mo Dai hugged Maru Niu in his arms. Although Maru Niu enjoyed the warmth of human embrace, he still didn't give Mo Dai a good face, because he knew that Mo Dai would not be a caring and noble person. , the reason why she hugged it was also to draw warmth from it.

Seeing how Mo Dai hugged Maru Niu even more tightly after shivering from the cold, I have to say, Maru Niu has the truth!

Carrying the straw basket on her back, Mo Dai walked towards Mojia Village with the Maru Niu in her arms.

Along the way, Mo Dai's mind was at a loss, but her feet walked straight forward as if they had the memory of the original owner, and she stopped at the door of a house with a very clear purpose.

Mo Dai patted Maru Niu in her arms, she seemed to be joking and comforting herself and said, "Maru Niu, I feel like an invisible hand is luring me here..."

"Hmph!" Maru Niu let out a sneer, disdainful of Mo Dai's words, which hand is so short-eyed, she is still seductive with her looks, it's useless to be blind to such a **** and provocative word "seduce" !

Modai patted Maru Niu's head again, with significantly more force: "Perhaps, Maru Niu, you are that hand..."

Maru Niu twitched on the spot, with the visual effect of being struck by lightning.

Modai ignored Maruyu's move of rubbing back and forth in her arms to express his disgust, but stared blankly at the dilapidated wooden door with sawdust peeled off in many places in front of him, countless scattered memory fragments flashed in his mind in an instant, There was so much information that she couldn't sort it out for a while.

With a sound of "creak", the broken door was suddenly pulled open from inside, and then Modai met the eyes of the man who opened the door.

The man had a pair of beautiful pupils. When he met her gaze, his pupils burst out with surprise, disgust, anger, and a trace of helplessness and forbearance, making those pupils even brighter and more dazzling. In an instant, the scattered memory fragments in Modai's mind instantly gathered together, just like a river channel that opened up obstacles, and the flow of information flowed into Modai's brain center continuously.

Then, she immediately knew that the original owner of the body her soul was attached to was Mo Daxi, an 18-year-old native of Mojia Village. Three days ago, she went hunting in Yunmu Mountain with her neighbors, Mrs. Mo Daxi accidentally slipped and fell off the bottom of the cliff while chasing his prey...

Of course, these are not the point, the point is that the world she transmigrated into is a world where there are more men than women, a woman must match N (N ≥ 2) husbands, a world where boys and children support their families, and she, Mo Dai, no, It is Mo Daxi, already has three husbands, these three husbands are still three brothers...

No, that's not the point. The point is that Mo Daxi already has three children. The eldest, Mo Xiaoyu, is three years old, the second, Mo Xiaoyi, is two years old, and the other, uh, still exists in his father's stomach...

Mo Dai couldn't accept and digest the amount of information for a while, she stood outside the door and stared at the man with fire-breathing eyes until the man said coldly in a mocking tone: "Mo Daxi, aren't you Did you fall off the cliff, why are you still alive?"

Somewhere in Mo Dai's heart suddenly tightened, and a feeling of depression quickly spread to his chest. Of course, this was the feeling of the original owner, Mo Daxi. More like a bystander. Therefore, in order to avoid being discovered by the original owner's family as a lonely soul who has occupied someone else's body, the bystander could only reluctantly act according to the original owner's character.

Facing this disgusting, disdainful, hot-tempered young man with a big belly about four or five months old, Mo Dai deliberately raised the corners of her mouth to play a rascal and mean look: "My life is hard enough, I didn't die, let you I'm so disappointed, I'm so sorry!"

Mo Dai said while observing the man's reaction. This man is Mo Daxi's husband-in-law number three, named Mo Wuqing. He is sixteen years old this year and has been pregnant for more than six months. He is thin and thin. , but his temper is very hot, and he looks down on Mo Daxi the most on weekdays. Of course, Mo Daxi is nothing more than a thing. There is no one in the family who does not get scolded by her, and she utters vulgar sentences starting with the word "cheap".

At this moment, Mo Wu pursed his thin lips lightly, with both hands firmly digging at the broken wooden door, the fire in his eyes became more and more blazing, as if he would pounce on Mo Dai in the next second and tear him apart. Mo Dai couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive, and said in her heart, what a crime, Mo Daxi, the relationship between husband and wife is so rigid, how on earth do you manage to be the head of a family?

Just met one of the husband-in-law and this happened. When Mo Dai thought that there were two more, she didn't know what it would be like? I really want to ignore everything, turn around and run away, no matter the end of the world or the end of the world...

Just thinking about it, I heard a clear and cold male voice from the courtyard: "Wu Qing, who is outside the door?"

Hearing the sound, all the hairs on Mo Dai's body instantly stood up, what should come will always come, if you can hide from the first day of the new year, you can't hide from the fifteenth day, that's all, as the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?

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