Upon hearing his son's determination, Mo Qing said no more: "Alright, then I'll send more people over there so you can mine it out as soon as possible and come back to rest sooner."
"Alright, alright, stop talking and eat more. Your little brother seems to have lost weight again; he looks so pitiful." Mo Bao'er put her father and brother's favorite dishes on their plates and said to Mo Cheng.
When Mo Cheng heard his sister teasing him, he deliberately said, "Why don't you say that I've grown taller and stronger? Now when the two of us go out, people will definitely say that I'm the older brother."
Mo Bao'er teased him, "That's because you look old, not because you're tall."
Mo Cheng said indifferently, "I don't care. Older people age better."
After the meal, the group sat together to eat fruit. Mo Bao'er peeled an orange for her younger brother: "Try this. I grew it myself and took care of it until it bore fruit. It tastes pretty good."
Mo Cheng ate it and, being very polite, said, "Delicious!"
Mo Bao'er peeled another one for her father, then asked, "When is that Director Fu leaving? What's he doing staying here all the time? He only has five hundred men, no food or ammunition, yet he wants nearly two hundred thousand people from our base to go with him. I don't know what he's thinking?"
Mo Qing smiled at his two children who were waiting for his answer: "So, he always knew we wouldn't go with him, but he still had to do what he was supposed to do."
Mo Bao'er looked at her father, seemingly understanding some things but not quite: "Then why would he do that? I heard he even contacted some of his subordinates and threw a banquet, still trying to persuade everyone to go with him. Honestly, he's eating and drinking our food, and the banquet expenses are even paid for by us. This guy is really something!"
“Maybe someone will actually be tempted to go with him? That would lighten our burden. I really hope he can take some people with him. If no one is willing to go with him, he won’t lose out. Besides, if we refuse the big requests, we can’t refuse the smaller ones.” Mo Qing said slowly.
Mo Bao'er and her younger brother exchanged glances for a moment, quickly understanding what their father meant, and then asked in return, "If his demands are excessive, would you agree, Dad?"
Mo Qing: "We're supporting nearly 200,000 people! With such a heavy burden, how dare he ask for such an exorbitant amount?"
Thinking of that Deputy Director Fu's style, Mo Bao'er wholeheartedly agreed, saying, "Who knows? Maybe they'll think our family is being taken advantage of and will agree?"
Meanwhile, Director Fu, whom the Mo family was talking about, was gathered with his close subordinates, discussing and compiling a long list.
Recently, their people have learned a lot about the base. The information they have seen on the surface is enough to prove that Qingyuan Base is powerful and rich in resources, which makes Director Fu feel very impressed and envious.
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