"Okay, everyone has worked hard in the past two days, stay up all night, let's go back in batches to squint for a while." Yi Chen turned his head and said to the crowd behind him.

He is still quite sympathetic to his subordinates.

Not everyone has mana, and he has been so busy these days that his feet don't touch the ground, and now that the alarm has basically been lifted, he gave everyone a half-day off.

Everyone smiled when they heard this, and after saying thank you to Yi Chen with a smile, they retreated one after another, as for how the fans took turns to rest, he didn't care.

The Zhen'an Division has its own system here.

The demon insects are dead, and how did those big stomach kings who suddenly appeared come about, and now I can basically guess with my heels that it is the problem of the wonton noodles sold by Li Xiucai.

With the effect of the cause, the search for those who have eaten wonton noodles is very smooth.

Perhaps because of the death of the demon insects, many people who have eaten wonton noodles have reduced their symptoms, but there are also a considerable number of people who are relatively weak.

However, this is already the best result.

The treatment of people who are subsequently infected has been taken over by special people, and there is no need to worry about Yichen.

"Mo Baihu, I will also give you half a day off, you can go busily."

Yi Chen waved his hand with his back to Mo Yao, and embarked on a journey to continue patrolling the streets, he found that Longjiang Mansion was now like a treasure land, and he could 'burst gold coins' every day, and he had to turn around a few more times.

As for giving fans a holiday, Yi Chen also has considerations.

People are not machines, it is not good to maintain high pressure all the time, give everyone a half-day holiday, he changes his clothes alone, don't shoot guns, and secretly patrol the streets, so that the light is loose and the dark is tight, which is more conducive to the growth of leeks.

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When Mo taro heard Yi Chen's words, he was stunned for a moment, he looked at the flow of people on the street, and was a little dazed for a while.

He thought about it for a while, looked at the street vendors selling clothes and sugar gourds, and his heart moved, bought a lot of clothes and snacks for children, and ran to the welfare home in the city with large bags and small bags.

His name is taro, and he grew up in a welfare home when he was a child.

It was Zhen Ansi who simply pulled him out of the welfare home when he was a child and taught him to practice.

Born in Si, raised in Si.

He still has a deep local affection for Longjiang Mansion, which is why he worked hard during this time.

Otherwise, he is also a big fisher in the Zhen'an Division.

The welfare institute in Longjiang Mansion is at the junction of the southern city and the northern city, and it took a while to arrive at the welfare home.

The welfare home was one of the few good governance of the Da Viet Dynasty.

Led by the government, the major families paid for the construction and operation.

The welfare home in Longjiang Mansion was built by the Chen family in the city as the main funder.

The Chen family was one of the nine great families of the Dayue Dynasty.

The Chen family in Longjiang Mansion is a branch that moved out of the Chen family hundreds of years ago, basically with the development of Longjiang Mansion step by step, and its status in Longjiang Mansion is transcendent, and of course, its wealth is second to none.

After hundreds of years of deep cultivation, the tentacles of the Chen family have already penetrated into all aspects of Longjiang Mansion and are closely linked with this city.

"Mo Baihu, you're here again."

As soon as he entered the welfare home, an old servant immediately ran over to greet the taro attentively.

After nodding to the old servant and saying a few words, Mo Yao walked towards the inner courtyard with ease.

For a while, countless children ran out of it with a roar, Brother Mo, Brother Mo kept screaming.

"Xiaoxin, Xiaowanzi, give it to you, don't be seen by other children." After distributing the clothes and snacks he bought, the taro dog took the two children to a corner, took out two packets of candied fruit from the carry-on and handed them to Xiaoxin and meatballs.

There is no love in the world that can be equalized.

People have eccentricities.

The one who can love everyone equally is the one who belongs to the saints.

Taro is clearly not a saint.

As for why he opened a small stove for Xiaoxin and Xiaomaruki alone, the reason is actually very simple.

Xiaoxin's face is shaped like him.

Maruko's personality is like him.

It's as simple as that.

And candied fruit is a precious food for ordinary people.

Because.

Sweet!

Those who have eaten enough of the hardships of life will cherish every trace of sweetness in life!

Don't think that a welfare home is a paradise.

It's still a small society, and there are many unknown pickles.

There's bullying, there's desire, there's hierarchy.

Brown taro was the bottom of the food chain back then, dirty like a skinny monkey.

It was an old town security officer who fished him out of the quagmire, at that time because of his weak stature, he couldn't grab food at all, and was pressed to the ground and beaten by many children of the same age.

It was the old man who pulled him up from the mud, brushed the grass clippings from his mouth, and put a candied fruit wrapped in oilpaper into his mouth.

He is a person who has been soaked in the bitter waters of life, and it is the first time that he has tasted such delicious food in the world.

Later, the old man came to see him every three or five times, with the care of the old fan, his life was much better, and then because of his talent, he was simply pulled out of the welfare institute by the Zhen'an Division.

It was a sunny day, dazzlingly bright.

The old face of the old fan smiled like a chrysanthemum.

A few years later, when he awakened his spiritual cultivation to the first wisp of mana, and was about to share it with Lao Fanzi, all he was waiting for was Lao Fanzi's waist knife, and Lao Fanzi had no bones left in a mission.

On that day, although Lao Fanzi never asked, he still changed his surname to Mo, and buried Lao Fanzi with his father's gift of wearing linen and filial piety.

Later, he replaced Lao Fanzi and always took a few days a month to visit the welfare home.

Only those who have been drenched in the rain know how to give an umbrella to others when it rains.

For some reason, Mo Yao looked at the gloomy sky, and today he missed the old man and the clumsy old man.

For a while, his eyes were slightly moist.

"Brother Mo, give you one." A crisp, milky female voice interrupted Mo Yao's thoughts.

Girls' minds are always extra sensitive.

Children who endure hardships a lot will have a more delicate mind.

Maruko stretched out his arm with little flesh, holding a candied fruit and handing it to the taro.

Mo Yao smiled and took it.

"It's sweet, Maruko."

Seeing Mo Yao's smile, Xiao Maruko also showed a happy smile, and so did Xiao Xin.

Ink taro is an orphan, as are Shin-chan and Maruko.

Both of their parents were killed in the evil world.

Orphans meet orphans.

So.

They're family.

As soon as the evil incident in Longjiang Mansion passed, Mo Taro decided to adopt the two little ones.

Anyway, he didn't plan to find a Taoist partner.

Looking for a Taoist couple? Find a fart!

Is the young lady of Fengyue Lou not fragrant?

After Mo Yao came out of the welfare home, he hurried to Fengyue Building, the largest seafood market in Longjiang Prefecture, non-stop.

Going to a welfare home is just to decompress one's spirit.

The physical exhaustion has to be the young lady of Fengyue Tower.

After that, I will report to the Taoist chief in the afternoon.

Plan pass.

There is one more chapter.

(End of chapter)