Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 80: 070: Need to Take a Strong Dose of Medicine_3

Translator: 549690339

“Dad! You really are my real dad!” Mo Qishen said helplessly, “In your mind, do you regard my image as being that bad?”

Mo Fuhai slapped Mo Qishen’s head directly, “Who lets you, boy, fool around all day with no shape or form! Don’t forget, you are an engaged man! A man must be consistent in life!”

Only a real father could say these words.

Mo Qishen touched his forehead helplessly, grateful that Ni Yang had not heard these words.

Otherwise, even jumping into the Yellow River wouldn’t clean his record.

“Dad, I don’t even know what Miss Zhao from Zhao Family looks like, how can 1 marry her? People nowadays emphasize freedom in marriage! Maybe she won’t even give me the time of day!”

After all, in others’ eyes, he was a good-for-nothing.

At one point, he had even become a joke in his circle.

Which rich heiress would look twice at him?

As far as he knew, Miss Zhao of the Zhao Family had been looking down on him for more than just one or two days.

Mo Fuhai frowned and said, “Your Uncle Zhao and his family are people who value promises! They are not the kind of people who would go back on their word. Anyway, you should always pay attention to your actions and speech, you can’t do anything to upset Miss Zhao!”

“Dad, it’s getting late, we should go back.” Mo Qishen started to change the subject.

“Let’s go!” Mo Fuhai packed up his fishing gear, “Let’s go back!”

“Let me carry it. You walk in front, watch your step.” Mo Qishen took the fishing gear from Mo Fuhai.

Mo Fuhai took the lead, hands clasped behind his back.

The car was parked not far away. Seeing them coming, the driver hurried up, took the gear from Mo Qishen and said respectfully, “Master, Sixth Master.”

“Dad, take it slow.” Mo Qishen helped Mo Fuhai into the car.

But Mo Fuhai directly shook off Mo Qishen’s hand, “Shoo! I’m not that old, don’t need your help!”

The Master was a martial artist in his youth and carried a certain toughness, refusing any help for anything he did.

His only regret in life was not having trained Mo Qishen to be an excellent martial general.

Forget not being a martial general, he was a downright spoiled brat…

Fortunately, the Mo family’s estate was strong enough to support this prodigal son without any issue.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to rest in peace even after a hundred years.

Getting into the car, Mo Fuhai and Mo Qishen sat in the back seats.

Mo Qishen asked with a smile, “How was your haul today, Dad?” Since his retirement, the Master had become obsessed with fishing. If he caught too many fish to eat, he would give them away or release them.

“Not bad.” Mo Fuhai was lying contentedly on the leather seat, then suddenly he sniffed the air and sat up straight, “What’s that smell? It’s so good.”

Mo Qishen smiled slightly and took out an oil paper bag from the side, “1 guess you’re referring to this.”

“What is it?” Mo Fuhai puzzled, “Is it food?”

Mo Qishen nodded, and as he opened the oil paper, the aroma grew stronger.

Mo Fuhai, like a little child, stared wide-eyed and said, “Bread!” As he spoke, he grabbed a piece of bread and stuffed it in his mouth.

After a few bites, Mo Fuhai stopped chewing and just stared at Mo Qishen.

Mo Qishen was made a little nervous by his sudden gaze. Thinking there was something wrong with the bread, he quickly took a bite from the other piece of bread.

It was soft and sweet, melted in the mouth, and had a subtle milky flavor. It was delicious.

Amazement filled Mo Qishen’s eyes.

He didn’t expect such an ordinary piece of bread to be so tasty.

“What’s up, Dad?” Mo Qishen looked at Mo Fuhai curiously, “The bread is fine.”

Mo Fuhai kept looking at Mo Qishen, then said, “Tell me, where did this bread come from?”

Mo Qishen nonchalantly asked, “Someone gave it to me, what’s wrong? Don’t you like it?”

Mo Fuhai squinted slightly, “Is this bread from that girl, Ni Yang?”

Mo Qishen surprisedly said, “You know her too?”

He hadn’t expected that even his own Dad knew her. Fate certainly makes people meet.

Blood is thicker than water.

Mo Fuhai put on a stern face and said in a severe tone, “Mo Qishen, 1 warn you, I can’t control how you mess around outside! But Ni Yang is a good girl, you are not allowed to harm her! Otherwise, I’ll break your damn legs!”

Mo Fuhai was truly serious with these words, and there wasn’t a hint of joking in his eyes and brows..