Chapter 63: The Mohist House was robbed
"It's okay Uncle Song, I like Binbin and Grandma Song very much."
"Mom, I want to play with brother Binbin." Mo Zhixia's well-behaved appearance made Song Guoqing love her very much.
"Go ahead and play in the yard. Don't go out." Song Guoqing warned.
The two friends then jumped and ran into the yard.
"Grandma Song, Uncle Song, I brought some fruits and some vegetables. Our family can stay here for dinner tonight." Mi Xia said with a grin.
"What are you talking about, kid? Grandma Song is so happy that you can come." Grandma Song tapped Mi Xia's forehead and continued, "Give the food to Guoqing. There is a cook at home, let her cook."
Mi Xia said coquettishly, "I like Grandma Song the most."
"Aunt Li, wash and cut the fruit first and bring it over."
Song Guoqing reminded that his family had been cleaning up the house these days. Someone else had lived in the house before, and now that he had rehabilitated the person, the other person would definitely move out.
So when they first moved in, things were a bit messy. He was busy cleaning the house while also going to school to handle some paperwork in order to resume work. He was exhausted these days.
His salary was reimbursed to him, so he had money to hire a nanny, otherwise he would be troubled by these trivial matters at home.
The meal ended with everyone's laughter and joy. The two children hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they felt at ease when they met.
So both adults and children enjoyed the meal very much.
On the other side, in Mojia Village, this night was different from the previous ones. After a day's work, the men from the two neighboring villages would gather under a big tree at the entrance of the village to play cards.
Usually they have a lot of fun, but on this night, Mo Baobao from Mojia Village was called a fool by everyone in the village. He was the baby of the family, and he was born after his mother gave birth to the Seven Fairies.
So the whole family treats him like an eyeball. Usually he comes over to play for a few dimes, but after playing a few rounds tonight.
"What's the point of playing like this? Come and get the big one if you're capable." Baby Mo yelled.
No one doubted that he had no money, he was very favored at home. At first, Mr. Mo did not play, but seeing that Mr. Mo was losing money, he became anxious.
He ran home quickly and took back all the money he had coaxed from Xu Cuihua over the years.
"Let me fight for a while." Mo Lao shouted loudly.
"Come over here, I won't fight anymore."
When Mr. Mo heard someone give up his seat, he didn't care about anything else and ran over to take it, fearing that he would be a step late and it would be snatched away by others.
The good things that Mr. Mo imagined did not happen. He won four games as soon as he came on the court, and then started to lose. Because he bet big, he lost all the money in his hands after a few games.
He looked at the table in front of him in disbelief, "How come I lost all my money? No, I must win it back."
At this time, the people watching the excitement nearby said, "Mr. Mo, maybe Mo Baobao is just lucky these two times. If the fight continues, he will probably lose again."
When Mr. Mo heard this, he was surprised, but where could he get the money now? Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind. Didn't the fourth brother give his parents 100 yuan?
"Wait for me for a moment, don't try to take my seat, I'll go home and get the money and come right back." After saying that, Mr. Mo ran home like the wind.
He knew where his father usually hid the treasury, in the pocket of one of his father's ragged clothes.
It was almost nine o'clock in the evening. Mr. Mo heard his father's snoring from a distance. He walked lightly to the closet and rummaged through the tattered clothes.
Mr. Mo was ecstatic. Sure enough, it was here. He would quietly put the money back when he won.
After getting the money, he ran quickly under the tree. He was full of confidence this time and he was sure to win it back. After all, Mo Baobao had been losing just now.
He came onto the field with over a hundred dollars in his hand, full of confidence. "Here I am. This time I have over a hundred dollars in capital. I don't believe I can't win back." As soon as Mr. Mo finished speaking.
Mo Baobao said, "Hurry up and fight, I don't believe I can keep losing!"
Mr. Mo thought to himself, your gambling skills are usually terrible.
After playing a few games, Mr. Mo won back all the money he had lost before, but he was not satisfied. Looking at the pile of money in front of Baby Mo, he wanted to win it all back.
At this time, someone advised Mr. Mo, "Mr. Mo, you have won back all the money you lost before, it's ok, let me play a few rounds."
Mo Lao stared at him fiercely with his eyes wide open, "No, I haven't had enough fun yet."
He thought to himself that this person must have seen that Mo Baobao was always losing and wanted to win all his money. He was not a fool, he also wanted to win. If he won, he could eat delicious food every day.
Then he said, "Let's continue, let's continue."
Unexpectedly, after playing for a while, Mr. Mo not only lost all the money he had won before, but also lost all the hundreds of dollars he brought back this time.
Mr. Mo started to get anxious. How was he going to explain this to his father? He just wanted to get the hundred dollars back.
"Baby Mo, you little bastard, are you crazy?" Old Mo stared at him.
Mo Baobao was unwilling and his face turned red with anger. "Mr. Mo, don't think you can spit blood at me just because you are old. Can't you afford to lose? If you can't afford to lose, don't play. Go home and play with your wife."
Mr. Mo was getting anxious. Wasn't Mo Baobao scolding him like a woman and saying that he couldn't afford to lose? Didn't he have no dignity?
"Just wait here. Don't leave if you have the guts. I'll go home to get something and come back later. I don't believe I can't beat a jerk like you." Mr. Mo said hatefully.
Then he ran home to get the things that the fourth child had bought for his parents. He didn't expect that he made a sound accidentally when he was taking the things.
"Who, who is there?" Old Man Mo thought it was a thief and shouted to scare him away.
Then he quickly stood up to get the stick, but Old Man Mo was quick and pushed him down before Old Man Mo could get the stick.
"Ouch, ouch my old waist." Old Man Mo shouted loudly.
Xu Cuihua had just put on her clothes and came out when she saw her father pushed her father down and ran away.
She covered her mouth tightly and dared not make a sound.
"Xu Cuihua, are you dead? Help me up quickly." Old Man Mo shouted.
The voice of old man Mo woke up the neighbors.
"What's wrong with Old Mo? Why is he howling like a ghost in the middle of the night?" asked an old man about the same age as Old Man Mo.
"There was a thief in my house. He pushed me down and ran away with the things." Old Man Mo just finished speaking and suddenly became nervous again.
"My money, Xu Cuihua, go get that tattered dress from the closet."
Xu Cuihua quickly turned around and went back to her room to look for it. After a while, Xu Cuihua came back with the dress.
Old Man Mo didn't have time to say anything. He quickly snatched the clothes and rummaged through the pockets. His face changed and then he rummaged through the clothes again with an impassive look on his face.
Only after searching this time did he believe that the money was gone. "Hurry up and report to the police... Hurry up... Report to the police, the money is lost... The thief took the money away." Old Man Mo said tremblingly.
Xu Cuihua was stunned for a moment and said, "I can't go."
Old Man Mo was so angry that he wanted to kill Xu Cuihua because she didn't want to report the loss of money at home.
"Xu Cuihua, you can survive if you can, but if you can't, get lost and go back to your parents' home. That's hundreds of dollars, and you didn't allow me to report it." Old Man Mo gritted his teeth and said.
"Boss, where is the boss? Ask him to go to the county town to report the case." Old Man Mo shouted loudly.
Boss Mo's wife stood up and said, shaking, "Dad, the head of the family went out a while after dinner and hasn't come back yet."
"Where did he go?" Old Man Mo was absolutely furious at this moment.
"I...I don't know." The eldest son's wife was so scared that she started crying.
"Where's Mr. Mo? Let him go." Old Man Mo shouted to Mr. Mo's wife again.
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