Chapter 160: I have a "dreadnought" halo

Jianghua cooks and sees that the four have been standing in the yard and go out to shout. Hearing, explaining,
"Dad and mother, the old man told me that it was mine, and how I use it. I think it is better to sell the drawing directly to the town shop than selling this thing. This thing is time-consuming and laborious, and the materials are prepared It's also troublesome. It's more cost-effective to sell a score than to do it yourself. I heard that this kind of score can be sold for hundreds of dollars in town. "
Hundreds of dollars? Mo father Mo mother looked at each other.
so much? They don't need to wait on their fields, they can eat for many lives.
Ordinary people in the countryside eat and chew for a few or two dollars a year. For a few hundred, they can spend several lives.
"Is this ... will it be a disaster?" Mo was able to be the head of the village. His perception is much higher than many villagers in the village.
Jiang Huadao said, "As long as we disguise ourselves and be careful, we will be fine. We have the money, and don't take it out all of a sudden, it won't be so easy to find it slowly."
Mo Mu was also worried, "Kangkang, what do you think?"
Mo Fan said indifferently, "Why don't you make money if you have money."
Father Mo took out his own cigarette, took a sip, and asked Jiang Huadao, "That drawing is on you?"
Jiang Hua shook her head. "I don't have a drawing, but I can draw it."
"Do you have a way to stay undetected?"
Jiang Hua was flattered, and Mo's father would ask her thoughts, "Yes."
Mo Mu said, "Er, why didn't I see that you thought a lot?"
Jiang Hua was shocked and calm, "This is what I learned from my uncle that day."
"Do you know where the old man is now?"
"I don't know, he told me that he would change places every few days, and now he has probably left the town."
Several people became silent again, Mo Fan shouted, "I'm hungry, you say something slowly, I'm going to eat."
Mom immediately distressed and said, "Yes, eat first."
The original owner didn't pay much attention to money, also because he didn't lack money to spend. Therefore, Mo Fan's dullness did not make Mo's father and mother feel abnormal.
After dinner, Mo's father Mo Mu pulled flower, and he sought the paper to make the drawing. Mo Fan La returned to the house last week.
"Why make money?"
During the meal, Zhou Xuanxuan heard the word "money" the most.
"If you make money, you can buy clothes and delicious food."
"Is Kang Kangge's clothes bought with money?" Zhou Yanxuan said, pulling on his clothes.
"No, that's the money my father and mother made." Mo Fan suddenly smiled and said, "You see, my father and mother make money to support you, you have to be nice to them later. Maybe they will become your father and mother Anymore? "
"Daddy and mother?" Zhou Xuanxuan wondered. Isn't his mother Kangkang?
Mo Fan: ...
Feelings Zhou Yixuan still remember this.
However, Zhou Xuanxuan didn't say it, and Mo Fan couldn't guess the strange thought in the other person's mind at the moment. Father and mother. "
Zhou Zhengxuan grieved, "But you said you couldn't marry you."
The smile on Mo Fan's face froze.
Forget it, he doesn't care about a fool.
"It's tiring to make money, so you have to be kind to my father and mother in the future."
In the plot, the male lead has tried to kill Mo's family.
"Hmm!" Zhou Xuanxuan nodded vigorously. "I will make money to buy Kang Kangge and buy delicious food."
Mo Fan narrowed his eyes and smiled, yes, it is worthy of being his man who can become a male lead, he has a good understanding.
The two fell asleep, and the low voices of the three outside the room still came from time to time, apparently taking the matter very seriously.
Waking up the next day, Mo Fan did not see Jiang Hua, "Mother, how are you today? Erya?"
"She's gone to town with your father. Come and have breakfast."
"Oh."
It was Mo Fan who could sleep to this point, and Zhou Xuanxuan helped to work after waking up. Seeing Mo Fan appear, he rushed to the other side.
Mo Mu took a look and said, "Kangkang, why is Dili sticking to you so much? It's more sticky than that little flower."
Xiaohua is a dog raised by Li Moumou. When he sees someone, he flutters. When he holds someone else's leg, he is unwilling to let go and sticks tightly.
Listening to Mo's comparison of Zhou Xuanxuan, Mo Fan was not angry. In some ways, men really look like a large dog, well, a loyal dog.
"Probably the first person he saw when he woke up was me."
Mom nodded in understanding. The fledgling plot is reflected in many animals. She had heard of someone who had raised a wolf before. The wolf is fierce, but the man was raised from birth, and finally it was the habit of raising a dog.
At noon, Mo's father excitedly returned home with Jiang Hua. Looking around in front of the house, closing the courtyard door, Mo's father couldn't take care of eating, and said to my mother mysteriously, "Do you guess how much we sold?"
"How many?"
"This number." Father Mo held out a hand.
"50?" Momu exclaimed.
"No, it's five hundred, a total of five hundred white flowers." Father Mo lowered his voice, but his voice was very excited.
"So many ?!" Fifty is already a lot for Mo's mother, and she has never thought about five hundred.
"Yeah, I didn't expect that there would be so much, thanks to Erya."
Mo mother turned to look at Jiang Hua who was standing behind Mo's father silently. Jiang Hua slightly bowed her head and shyly, "I just inquired that the shop was the largest in the town, and I was there without any bullying. I did not expect to Give so much. "
Jiang Hua naturally didn't tell the truth, she was fighting for the money. And that shop is the shop where Jiang Hua sells mercury mirror drawings.
"Mother glanced nervously out the window and closed the window. "
Jiang Hua said to himself, "No, I took Miji, and went to a place with a lot of people. It took me a few laps to meet my father."
"It's good to not be followed," Mo Mu sighed clearly. "What about money?"
"Here." Mo's father took out a large stack of paper and a bag of broken silver from his arms. "Eriya is more thoughtful than I think. All I want are small denominations of silver bills. I don't need to worry about going to the bank to change money later. Be remembered. "
It was the first time that Mo Mu knew Jiang Hua and reexamined, "You two, you are doing well."
Jiang Hua only smiled, her face obedient.
Mo Fan sat on the side and listened, thinking in his heart, if he really wanted to check, as long as he knew the code of the silver ticket, they could find it when they exchanged money.
Therefore, the heroine is such good luck and got such a large sum of money that the shop owner just treats it differently instead of looking for someone to check.
If the owner finds that Jiang Hua is just an ordinary village woman, I am afraid it is not that simple.
"Dad, we are rich, can we build a house?" Mo Fan was fed up with this grey house.
Mo Mu is very generous in eating. Although she is not as good as the magpie that Mo Fan has eaten, she does not treat her badly. She eats meat on both ends for three days. Can eat meat, among the villagers of ancient times, has been considered a large household.
In the eyes of the villagers, the village chief has the county grandfather as the backstage, and often squeezes them. In spite of the exaggerated elements of rumors, in the eyes of the villagers, Mo's wealth is inestimable.
Even if they do build a house, they will not be suspect. The only drawback is that their current house was built just a few years ago and was built again. Isn't this anxious?
I don't know how many villagers envy Mo's house!
"Building a house?" Mo's father had never been so thoughtful and hesitated after listening.
In the minds of the peasants, one house is enough. It is not too much money to burn so much to build so much. There are not so many people living here, and the house is also very good now. Why build it?
It was so straightforward. The houses in the village are worthless and the peasants have a lot of land. Of course, there is a need to plant crops. What is the matter of building a house?
"Yeah, look at the style of the houses in the town. Let's build one like this."
Indeed, the houses in the village have no added value. As long as the material and labor costs are sufficient, anyone can build them.
Mo Fan's words gave the village chief a hint, "If you like it, we'll go and buy a house in the town and live in the town."
Mo Mu couldn't turn her head. She grew up in the village from a young age. She never wanted to leave the village, let alone leave the village and live in the town.
"Child, mother, when we move to town, we have the documents in the town, and Kangkang can go to school." Mo's father saw Mo's expression, knew her thoughts, and explained.
Father Mo has always been thinking about letting his son read.
Mo Fan: ...
Will he take that sentence back? Modern schools are so boring, not to mention the whole classics.
For their own children, parents are willing to make some sacrifices. Of course, Mom and Mom are like most parents in the world, "OK, then move."
"It's susceptible to move now. When the crops in the field are harvested, we will move again. Later we will go to the town to see the house and decide which one to buy first.
Mo Fan was unhappy, "I don't want to read."
Mo's mother persuades, "Kangkang, I can teach after reading, and I can be an official after reading well. We are for you."
At this time, the status of officials was very high, followed by scholars. Maybe that day, they will go out and become officials?
"No, I don't like reading."
Zhou Xuanxuan echoed, "Don't read hard."
Mo Mu rolled her eyes. Who wants to read for him?
At first glance, Zhou Xuanxuan was a mature man. Which college would accept such a big man to study. Learning starts at an early age.
"I want to live in the village."
Father Mo squinted. "Don't you like the big house in town?"
Mo Fan: ...
He just thinks the house is not clean, right?
No matter how much Mo Fan protested, the buyer of the house in town was set.
The child's status is low and Mo Fan is depressed.
"Kangkang, don't be unhappy, hug vigorously." When he is unhappy, as long as Kangkang hugs, he will be happy.
Mo Fan: ...
"I'm fine." He didn't leave the man's arms.
"Well, I really want to hug Kang Kangkang." Zhou Yixuan said seriously.
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