Madam is right

Chapter 108 008. Breakfast
Zhao Mo looked around, but he didn't see any sign of Qilin Paste, so he knew that this girl must not take his words seriously.

Frowning slightly, he gently pulled out the pillow from Mo Zhichu's arms, helped her lie down again, and covered her with the quilt.

In fact, he really wanted to help the little girl rub her legs, he knew the soreness after excessive exercise.

Even if you move a little, your legs will be sore.

He couldn't bear his little girl to endure the soreness and continue practicing martial arts tomorrow.

But when he thought that Mo Zhichu didn't take his words to heart, he felt a little depressed.

Zhao Mo looked at Mo Zhichu's chubby little feet, the toes were round and round, thinking of the small, soft feeling of her little feet when she held them in the hand when she sprained last time, suddenly, There was a strange pink on the handsome cheeks.

In the end, he helped Mo Zhichu put down the quilt, got up and went back.

On the way back, he kept worrying, this little girl, she will have to suffer tomorrow!

When the sun rose the next day, Mo Zhichu woke up leisurely.

Mo Zhichu raised his eyes to look at the sky outside the window, and felt strange why she woke up so early.

Xu exhausted too much energy yesterday, Mo Zhichu only felt that he slept very well last night, had no dreams all night, and only felt refreshed when he woke up.

When she woke up in the past, she was still in a daze. She always wanted to go back to sleep again. She didn't know what happened in the past two days. She woke up early, but every time she woke up, she still felt that she was very energetic. abundant.

At this time, before the wake-up call sounded in the camp, Mo Zhichu got up by himself, changed his clothes and washed his hands.

It's just that Zhao Yanqing was right. Mo Zhichu just put on a shoe, and when he exerted a little force on his legs, he felt a sharp soreness.

Mo Zhichu couldn't help but gasped, and frowned.

Sure enough, I practiced too hard at once...

Enduring the subtle soreness from his legs, Mo Zhichu changed his clothes and washed his hands.

It was a bit chilly in the autumn morning, and Mo Zhichu subconsciously shrank his head when the cold water splashed on his face.

But clear water is very refreshing.

Mo Zhichu put down the towel in his hand, patted his fleshy face, turned around and ran out.

When the wake-up call sounded in the battalion, the soldiers quickly finished their clothes, and when they assembled in the martial arts arena, they saw a small figure running in the martial arts arena.

Liu Yue and Shen Hongbo stood on the command platform, looked at Mo Zhichu with short legs from a distance, and smiled at each other.

"A five-year-old child works harder than you, do you have the nerve to be so lazy!" Shen Hongbo roared, and his voice spread throughout the martial arts arena.

The bloodiness of some passionate soldiers was aroused at once.

"Of course we can't lose to a child!" Another soldier shouted.

Soon the sound of soldiers training sounded in the martial arts arena.

Mo Zhichu ran without realizing it, and only after running from a distance did he realize that the soldiers had already assembled on the martial arts arena.

The five thousand soldiers moved in unison, and the sound of punching and shouting shook the heavens and the earth.

Mo Zhichu slowed down in a daze, watching the movements of these passionate men in front of him.

"Chu'er!"

Mo Zhichu followed the prestige, only to find that Liu Yue was waving at her.

Mo Zhichu walked up to the commander's platform and stood in front of Liu Yue: "Uncle Ayue."

"Chu'er, take a look, how do you feel?"

"...It's shocking, so this is what our Mo family army looks like!" Mo Zhichu turned his head and looked at the energetic soldiers below, his eyes sparkling.

"In the future, you will stand here and direct them. Do you have confidence?"

Passion can always be passed on quickly. When one person overcomes obstacles, the second and third will follow closely.

Mo Zhichu only felt that his heart was surging at this moment.

She seemed to be able to imagine how invincible she would be with such an army in the future.

"En!" Mo Zhichu nodded affirmatively.

Liu Yue reached out and touched Mo Zhichu's head, "Then let's go!"

After the morning of this day, Mo Zhichu felt as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and he was extremely focused every time he practiced martial arts, and every move and style he learned with Shen Hongbo was as perfect as possible.

Shen Hongbo was also very satisfied. During the daily report, he would praise Mo Changjian, as if she was his daughter.

……

After the morning exercise, Mo Zhichu returned to the barracks full of shock, only to find that an exquisite breakfast had been placed on the table in his room.

In fact, she has already been to the dining hall, she knows what the soldiers' breakfast is today.

The steamed buns are the same every day, and they are served with rice porridge and pickled vegetables for breakfast.

When Mo Zhichu was in the General's Mansion earlier, he often slept until the sun was up, and he didn't have the habit of having breakfast, so he went back to the barracks first.

She didn't expect someone to prepare breakfast for her.Although there were also steamed buns and rice porridge, there were four delicate side dishes on Mo Zhichu's table.

As if considering her appetite, each side dish was a small dish, which was placed precisely in the center of the plate.

Mo Zhichu looked around the barracks, but there was no one else.

She suddenly remembered what Zhao Yanqing said last night, that he will cook her food from now on.

To be honest, she really thought last night that he was just joking.

Mo Zhichu walked to the barracks next door and reached out to knock on the door.

Zhao Mo was also dressed in white today, looking as handsome as a fairy.

Zhao Mo didn't expect to see Mo Zhichu when he opened the door, "Why is Chu'er here?" He was a little surprised.

"Did you prepare the breakfast in my room?"

He nodded, "Does Chu'er like it? There aren't many ingredients in the camp, so I can only pick and cook."

Having known each other for so long, Mo Zhichu still couldn't bear the gentle smile of the handsome young master.

Mo Zhichu looked away, "Actually, you don't have to do this."

"What's wrong? Chu'er doesn't like it?" He was a little nervous.

"That's not true, it's just that I didn't come to the camp to enjoy it, and you didn't come here specially to serve me, so you don't have to do these things. I just eat the same food as the soldiers."

Zhao Mo finally understood that Mo Zhichu felt that he had received special care and was afraid that other soldiers would have opinions.

"But Chu'er is still young." Zhao Mo said while leading Mo Zhichu back to her barracks.

"If Chu'er grows up, it's okay. But Chu'er is growing up right now, so he needs to eat better, so that he can grow faster."

"But……"

"Does Chu'er think it's okay to grow thin and small in the future? If this happens, what should Chu'er do if he encounters a powerful enemy in the future?"

Mo Zhichu, who was powerless right now, really didn't know how to answer his question.

She was persuaded.

Yes, she is still a child now, if she really wants to do something for the General's Mansion in the future, she can't just stand in front of the enemy like this.

Mo Zhichu didn't speak, Zhao Mo sat her down on the round stool and served her a bowl of porridge.

"Eat."

Mo Zhichu picked up the chopsticks in a daze, and asked as if thinking of something: "You didn't have breakfast either, did you? Let's go together?"

Zhao Mo smiled, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)