[2] THE LITTLE DARLING WIFE WHO IS A DIVINE DOCTOR SAVED THE ENTIRE FAMILY

Ch 567 - 568 [End]

C567: Are These the Mo Children

Zhu skillfully sheathed his long sword behind his back, then nimbly jumped off the martial arts stage and walked towards Yu Er's direction.

He looked around, then called out towards the heights:

"Rice Ball, Little White, come and have some apples."

Little White came swooping down at arrow speed and landed directly on Zhu's shoulder.

Rice Ball had now grown into a large plump creature of over two hundred pounds. Upon hearing its young master's call, it also nimbly climbed down from the treetop and, waddling its short legs and wiggling its bottom, scurried rapidly towards Zhu.

Zhu first stroked Little White on his shoulder, then tossed an apple to Rice Ball.

"You two are such good fellows."

Rice Ball snuggled its fluffy big head against Zhu forcefully, then carried the small apple to one side to eat.

At this moment, a group of little ones also swarmed around Zhu.

These were the descendants of the Mo Family. Over these six years, except for He Zhiran, the sisters-in-law had been pregnant one after another, adding more than thirty descendants to the Mo Family.

The children before them were the older ones. They regarded Zhu as their eldest brother, and every day, both boys and girls studied and practiced martial arts together under his guidance.

Zhu had the demeanor of an elder brother. Although this child had seldom smiled since young, he was still very considerate towards his younger brothers and sisters.

For instance, Zhu now came to Yu Er first, and picked up the biggest apple. However, he did not put it into his own mouth, but instead turned and gave it to Ming Zhu.

Next, his younger brothers and sisters had already lined up in an orderly queue, each receiving a large apple from their elder brother Zhu.

At the end, there was only one smallest apple left in the basket, which Zhu took for himself.

Such fraternal affection was commonplace in the Mo Family, but to Nan Yu, it seemed like a miracle.

"Ninth Young Master, are all these children from the Mo Family?"

"Most of them are from the Mo Family, but there are also my two cousins. They study and practice martial arts together every day." When Mo Jiuye spoke, his back was exceptionally straight.

These children had lived together since young, with Old Lady Mo personally teaching them the rules.

Every day, Old Lady Mo would instruct them that a family must be humble, harmonious, and united in their efforts.

These children took her words to heart. Even the most mischievous ones would not lose their familial harmony over petty interests.

Nan Yu was incredibly envious. He had once heard the old ministers in the capital city speak about this.

The nine brothers of the Mo Family had been fraternal and harmonious since childhood, never engaging in the kind of infighting and scheming common among the young masters of other wealthy families over interests.

Having heard these stories, he also hoped that his own princes could emulate them. Especially being born into the royal family, it was very common for brothers to fight over the throne.

But this was not what Nan Yu wanted to see.

For this goal, he would take time to personally teach his sons.