Dressed as a villain's stepmother, I use spiritual springs to raise cubs

Wang Meixia stood where she was, trembling with anger, her lips were trembling, and even the veins under her skin couldn't stop twitching.

But every word Xia Bai'an said was like countless nails piercing her instep, nailing her in place.

Once they don't follow what this woman said, neither of the two sisters will be able to escape!

Thinking of this, Xia Bai'an still took out 20 taels of silver from his bosom with trembling arms, and handed it to Li Xiuhong, staring at Xia Bai'an with red eyes: "Is that enough?"

"enough."

Xia Bai'an stuffed 20 taels of silver into Li Xiuhong's hands, and hugged Mo Xue beside him again, with a cold light in his eyes, "From now on, don't come to Yunmai Village to trouble me, or... I will catch you You have more handles."

After finishing speaking, Xia Bai'an threw the false receipt into her arms.

Wang Meixia frantically clutched the document in her palm, tore it to pieces, and finally left angrily.

When she was about to get into the carriage, she still pointed at Xia Bai'an's nose.

"The shame I suffered today! One day, I will pay it back a thousand times!"

Xia Bai'an couldn't help but smile: "Then, I'll wait and see."

Wang Meixia got into the carriage and quickly left Yunmai Village. Listening to the laughter of the villagers, the unwillingness in her heart grew wildly, almost replacing the rushing blood in her veins, and wanted to completely swallow her up!

It's all because of Xia Bai'an!

"I won't let you go!"

Her scream was blocked by the cascading forest.

But in the courtyard of Mo's house, Xia Bai'an still felt a chill down her spine, she turned her head following this feeling, and only saw the winding path leading out of Yunmai Village.

This Wang Meixia, she clearly made a mistake first, but she still cursed her behind her back.

If I had known earlier, I should have let her suffer a little more.

She put Mo Xue back into the kitchen, and seeing Li Xiuhong holding 20 taels of silver in her hand, she didn't know what to do, she just said a few words of relief, and immediately followed Mo Qian up the mountain with her things.

Li Xiuhong was stunned for a long time, then ran home holding the money.

It was the first time in Li Shugen's life that he saw so much silver. He got up from the kang, and the cigarette stick rolled to the ground: "Mo's daughter-in-law really helped you get so much silver!"

"Really!"

Li Xiuhong took a bite in front of her own father, almost loosening her teeth.

Li Shugen swallowed his saliva: "Girl, we must not confess the daughter-in-law of the Mo family as an ancestor in the future, you have to work hard by her side, quickly bring this money and let me see..."

"Of course, sister Xia is really nice."

Li Xiuhong nodded hurriedly.

In the courtyard next door, Mo Xue trotted all the way back to the house with the porridge, told Mo Che everything just now, and immediately held her round face: "Father, mother is really good to me."

"It was bought so soon?"

"It's not being bought." Mo Xue glanced at him helplessly, rubbed her chest, "I think she is my mother, and, Aunt Xiuhong said, the two of you hugging each other must be love." Unfortunately for the other party, father also likes mother very much, right?"

I didn't expect her to ask such a question.

Mo Che paused while holding the bowl and spoon.

He used to not care about the affairs of men and women. Even in the capital, where a hundred flowers are blooming and beautiful faces pass by like a mat of flowing water, he still boasts that he can sit still and keep his mind at ease. chaos.

But now when thinking of Xia Bai'an, one can think of the faint scent of herbs on her body when she sleeps against her shoulder at night.

Mo Che's expression softened unconsciously, and he pinched Mo Xue's face with a half-smile.

"If you like it, Dad will like it too."

"But... our liking is the same as Daddy's liking?"

Mo Xue rubbed her head, but she thought of the grandma of the Li family next door, "For example, Grandpa Shugen next door, his children were bullied and he still couldn't go out, but he just couldn't see Grandma Li being wronged. My grandma got into a fight with the people in the town, and she couldn't get up for seven or eight days after being beaten, so she was having fun."

"Little girl, what do you know?"

Mo Che smiled and nodded her forehead.

Mo Xue covered her head, almost fell off the bed, and looked at Mo Che aggrievedly.

"Would Daddy have a mother in the future, so he doesn't care about us, and won't stand up for us?"

"boom--"

The door was suddenly pushed open.

Xia Bai'an was returning with two pheasants at home, when he heard Mo Xue's words, he was laughed angrily: "Stupid girl, your father is in charge of me, and I am in charge of you. The chicken coops are all broken."

When Mo Xue heard these words, her eyes lit up instantly, without further ado, she followed her out to mend the chicken coop, lest the few chickens at home had to run outside.

In the room, Mo Che was savoring that sentence carefully, and subconsciously curled the corners of his lips.

In fact, there is no need for a hundred flowers to bloom.

Xia Bai'an, who is unique in this countryside, also suits his wishes.

Until he saw the mandarin duck handkerchief that fell on the ground, his eyes gradually turned cold again, he walked slowly over to pick up the handkerchief, and looked at the lifelike pair of mandarin ducks on it.

It is definitely not Xia Bai'an's handicraft.

Could it be, who gave it to her?

"Thorn-"

The mandarin duck handkerchief in Mo Che's hand was split into two, and he pretended to be scratched by the lock, and threw it on the ground casually.

Perhaps, Xia Bai'an is not the only one who suits his wishes.

backyard.

Xia Bai'an was just mending the chicken coop, when suddenly a chill came from his back.

She was about to go back to have a look at Mo Che, when Mo Xue beside her was unsteady and almost fell into the mud, she hurried over to hug him: "Little aunt, please slow down, don't hit us Xin On the hard-planted vegetables."

"..."

You only care about the food!

Mo Xue glared at her angrily, stood up straight, hummed a few times and ran away.

Xia Bai'an couldn't help laughing: "A child's temper comes when he says it... Hey, where is my handkerchief?"

She still wanted to wipe off her sweat.

Surprisingly, I searched around and couldn't find it.

Xia Bai'an went back along the way and found the torn veil in front of the door. Then he looked at the obvious signs of moving from the bed, and narrowed his eyes.

Mo Che behaves so well, why tear her veil off...

She lowered her head, looked at the two mandarin ducks being torn apart, and smiled.

Mo Che looked coldly: "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at the fact that our husband and wife are so close together. Sister Xiuhong finally embroidered a pair of mandarin ducks for us, and it was so...accidentally...torn." Xia Bai'an pretended to sigh, and almost squeezed out a few drops. tears.

Mo Che was dumbfounded for a moment.

Does this mandarin duck handkerchief actually mean that?

But the broken mirror is difficult to reunite, and how can this torn veil be sewn so that there is no doubt.

Mo Che suddenly clenched his fingertips. If he had known this, he shouldn't have ruined the veil.

And Xia Bai'an caught a glimpse of his small movements from the corner of his eye, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

She didn't even notice it herself.