Heaven-defying Shuangjue arrogant concubine

Chapter 687

Of course the old ancestor Tuoba who was sitting next to him knew that with Mo Yatou's handwriting, that pot of wine was definitely not ordinary wine.

"Old Mo, don't you want to open it and see what kind of wine is inside?"

"Why does Patriarch Tuoba want to grab a drink from me?" This was the first time he received wine from his son-in-law, and he was still a little bit reluctant.

"Don't dare, I'm afraid it's not wine. Why don't Mo Lao take a sip first?"

"If you want to drink, just say it, here, pour you some." After speaking, Mo Lao took a bowl from the table, gurgling!Poured half of the bowl and handed it to Patriarch Tuoba.

Patriarch Tuoba was dumbfounded, he didn't know what to say?

To tell him the truth?Or do you just drink it yourself?
In the end, covetousness overcame reason, and what I ate was my own.

Patriarch Tuoba turned his head away, but he didn't see Tuoba Lianxiong and Mo Yirou at the scene, so he swallowed his saliva, then lowered his head and drank it in one gulp.

"Old Mo, there is still something to do in Bafang Academy, I'll go back first." Patriarch Tuoba thought to slap his ass and leave before he could react.

"Oh, okay, you're busy." Mo Lao smiled and sent him to the gate of the yard. Seeing Patriarch Tuoba walking faster than a rabbit, it seemed that he really had something urgent waiting for him to do.

Returning to the courtyard, he thought of the "Mojiajun" who lived across from what Patriarch Tuoba told him before.

So he raised his foot and was about to walk to the opposite side, and when he reached the door, he met the lonely old man who had just come back from the opposite side.

"Mo Lao, what do you want?" Mo Lao is just a respectful title at the moment, and it is also his status in the world.

"I want to see them across the way."

"Go, I'll take you there." The old man was very happy.

"it is good."

Mo Lao followed the old man to the opposite side, and as soon as he entered the wooden door, he smelled a sweaty smell that was unique to men. They had already returned, and they were all taking a bath in a bathroom at this time.

Mo Lao saw that the furnishings inside were neat and orderly, and even the quilts were folded with sharp edges and corners, exactly the same.

The collective space where more than 200 people live must firstly not be smelly, secondly not dirty, and thirdly not chaotic. This not only depends on their concerted efforts, but also depends on their harmony and unity.

When doing something, you can often know whether it is successful or not from a single detail?

Mo Lao finally thought that a team transformed from beggars would at least have remnants of previous living habits, such as sloppy and casual.

But he never imagined that none of what he expected happened, which surprised him.

Seeing the disbelief on Mo Lao's face, old man Du smiled and said, "Mo Lao, are you surprised?"

Mo Yaozu nodded, it was more than an accident, he was simply shocked.

"This is what Miss Mo asked them to do. At first, they didn't believe they could persist, but after more than a month, it proved that they could do it."

"Well, persistence is the most important thing." It seems that the niece still has her own methods of training people.

With the sound of splashing water, Mo Lao went in and took a look. He was tall and thick, with broad arms and round waist, with iron arms and bronze fists. , every man is full of vigor and vitality, and he has trained for a day without a trace of tiredness.

Mo Lao was suddenly very curious. He also wanted to go to the back mountain to watch tomorrow. How did they practice?
The outsider girl is putting a pile of mud on the wall, turning them sparrows into phoenixes.

After sighing again and again, Mo Lao returned to Qianmoju, where his son-in-law and daughter were already waiting for him.

(End of this chapter)