"In this world, she belongs to this!"

Lin Mo directly raised his thumbs up for Okro's doubts.

The construction industry in this world does not have systematic professional design theory and training. They are all wild ways of mentoring and helping. The quality depends entirely on personal experience, and the overall quality is uneven. When it comes to the comprehensiveness of professional qualities, how can it be compared with Qi Fei, a regular army with a large number of classic cases?

"I understand, understand, boy Molin, tell me, what exactly she likes?"

After Lin Mo's prompt, Okro made the decision to hold his thick legs without hesitation, intending to please the yang-yang girl who seemed to be no different from being rebellious.

"She likes me!"

Lin Mo glanced at the old man with his eyes squinted. Is there something wrong with his eyes just now in the living room? Didn’t he see anything?

“…”

Okro was completely speechless. Is this a bare show-off? Can you be more straightforward?

He asked again powerlessly: "What about the others?"

Lin Mo weighed his chin, looked at the ceiling, thought for a while, and said, "Money, a lot of money!"

Okro was very depressed, saying this means not saying it.

If you have a lot of money, you can build a piece of land in a densely populated city, and you don’t have to find anyone else.

"What are you talking about? Okro and Muyuna's pickles and stewed pork are delicious! Morin, you will definitely like your mother's skills, I promise."

Silas also regarded himself as one of the owners of this big family. After all, everything here was earned by his son Morin, so as a father, he could naturally benefit from it.

"Okay! Must try it!"

In addition to things related to war, only food is the easiest to attract Lin Mo's attention.

"Yeah! I'm looking forward to it."

Ocro seemed to be in a low mood and had good skills, but at this moment he was useless, which made him extremely depressed.

"...Thank you for the gift of light! Okay, let's get started!"

Silas and Muyuna are devout believers. Especially after retrieving their son Morin, their devout hearts became stronger and stronger.

After taking the seat, the two of them sincerely chanted prayers and praised everything given by the God of Light, and then everyone started to eat.

The large meal plate in front of Lin Mo was soon filled with his mother Mu Youna. Seeing his son swallowing the food he made with his own hands, the mother smiled with relief.

Whether it is the hereditary nobles of the human empire, the noble and powerful Dragon Knight, or the fierce killer god on the battlefield, in her eyes, she is still her son.

"Eat slowly, and there are many!"

Although Mu Youna didn't take a few bites and kept adding a full plate to Lin Mo, seeing her son's appetite was as if she had eaten it herself, the smile on her face never faded.

On weekdays, all the work of the Li sisters and Qi Fei serving this foodie Dragon Knight was snatched away by this mother.

During dinner, Seras and Muyuna found that the maids at home were also eating at the same hall, and the food on the table was also the same. There was no distinction between high and low, and it was completely different from those rich and nobles. Although they were a little surprised, because they were both civilians and believers of the light, they didn't care about so many rules at first, so they didn't say anything.

"Muyuna, you can eat more!"

Silas reminded his wife, who was always focused on her son.

"I know! I can't even block your mouth if you have food!"

Mu Youna responded to her husband with a angrily smile.

"Selas. If I had such a grandson, I would probably wake up from my dreams with a smile!"

Okro looked at the family of three with envy, and when he said this, he obviously forgot how embarrassed he was when he was smashed by his grandson not long ago and shouted for help.

"Didn't Morin call you grandpa? Just recognize this grandson!"

Silas knew that Okro was familiar with his son, and it was precisely because of this relationship that the other party recommended himself to escort Langlin City in the Slan Empire.

"I can't afford to have such a grandson. I want to live a few more years!"

Okro touched the bruises on his old face. The hero "Sacred Light Judgmenter" was in his lifetime. When he got old, he almost lost half of his life by gold coins. If he said it, it would be difficult to see anyone.

"Molin, how are you going to thank Lord Okro?"

Silas planned to thank the old man for traveling thousands of miles to send him and Muyuna here safely, believing in his son.

"Of course it is the kind of building a large prayer hall of light, with crystal walls and gold on it!"

Following his father's words, Lin Mo released the chips left to tempt Okro.

"Well, you're determined."

The son of the Dragon God who believed in the can-build a prayer hall for light, and Silas also thought it was a great way to thank him.

"I'm just waiting to move into this prayer hall and wait for the call of the God of Light."

Thinking of this, the old stonemason couldn't help but a few tears fell onto the plate, but his appetite immediately improved.

He fought for the Divine Court of Light for half his life, and worked as a stonemason for many years with anonymity. He originally thought that he would only be buried in a pile of stones in his life, but he did not expect that he would have such a benefit in the end. Okro felt that this life was worth it.

After dinner, all the food was swept away. Before the hardworking mother Mu Youna had time to start, the rest of the cleaning work was immediately snatched by the maids.

"Hey, I'm really not used to such a life. With so many people serving you, are you still lazy?"

Mu Youna, who had free hands, looked at the steaming cup of tea in front of her, and couldn't help but sigh at the life of her best family.

This is the first time she has enjoyed the benefits of her son.

"I think it's pretty good. The rules of the noble master are so many, and every move has a statement! Hey, no, isn't our son Morin the noble master?"

Selas came back to his senses halfway through his speech and realized that his identity was different from moving forward. Isn’t the father of the noble master also a noble?

Everyone who sat for a little food could not help but chuckled. It might take some time before the couple could adapt to life here.

"Father, mother, our family doesn't have so many rules, just be at will, it's like that, it's too late, there's a bathroom in the bedroom with a bathtub and hot water. Why not take a hot shower and take a breakfast, Okro, you can go and rest early, right?"

Lin Mo's words are exactly what Selas and Muyuna meant. The daily routines of civilians were completely different from those of nobles. Since there was no entertainment at night, they usually went to bed early and got up early, and it was easy to get sleepy when it was dark.

Especially after just experiencing great joy and sorrow, he saw a hint of tiredness in the eyes of both of them.
Chapter completed!