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

Xia Bai'an's abacus was crackling, and he followed Zhang Qianqian into the wooden cart back to Zhangjiacun.

Xia Bai'an was a little speechless: "Your family is so rich, why don't you prepare a carriage for you?"

"My father is in a coma, and the eldest lady can't tolerate me very much." Zhang Qianqian rubbed her nose aggrievedly.

"Then when your father wakes up, tell him to take me back in a carriage." Xia Bai'an patted her on the shoulder as comfort.

Zhang Qianqian swept her hand away, and stared fiercely: "Let's talk about it after you wake up my father first."

Xia Bai'an's face froze, the little girl is really not cute.

Zhangjia Village is called a village, but in fact it looks like two villages merged together.

On the east side are some tall courtyards, adjacent to the large fertile fields and green mountains and green waters. Most of the farmers have built houses in the fertile fields, supplying rice and noodles with a radius of hundreds of miles every year.

On the west side is the real Zhangjia Village, mostly local blacksmiths and hunters.

Before Mo Yu came to write a letter to Mo Qian, the scholars he was looking for were all from the west street.

Although Zhangjia Village is divided into rich and poor halves, most people in the village are relatives. There are three big families with the surname Zhang, so the names of the owners are written on the plaques.

And Zhang Qianqian's family is the richest man in Zhangjiacun, and Zhang Yiming wrote his father's name on the corner of the plaque.

It is more grand than the home of Wang Meixia and Wang Matchmaker.

When stepping into the courtyard, Zhang Qianqian snorted coldly: "I thought you would be as shocked at my house as those rural women in the mountains."

Xia Bai'an laughed, and exaggeratedly shouted: "Wow, what a big mansion, so rich!"

Zhang Qianqian clenched her fists.

This woman is here to fight against me!

Seeing her deflated, Xia Bai'an laughed even louder.

Arriving at the mansion, Zhang Qianqian immediately called the elderly cook in the kitchen, and then called a accountant who was over fifty years old, and spoke to Xia Bai'an.

"Ms. Zhou shakes the spoon every day, and her wrists are very tired. Accountant Lin is getting old, and her legs and feet are bad, and it hurts in rainy weather. You come and treat it."

Xia Bai'an first took a look at Aunt Zhou's wrist, she had used the iron pan for a long time, and her wrist was an old problem.

"There is no cure, but kneading with medicinal wine every day will not hurt so much. The blister calluses on your hands need to be cared for. I will prescribe an ointment for you later. After a long time, your wrists will only become sore. It will hurt."

After finishing speaking, Xia Bai'an wrote down a series of prescriptions eloquently and handed them to the servant.

She glanced at Lin's accountant again, and shook her head: "It's normal to hurt in rainy weather, but as long as you have used your breath, go to Ji Shitang to get a plaster and apply it every day, and the pain will not be unbearable, but your chest and lungs always hurt. Flatulence, I have to prescribe you medicine."

The accountant Lin covered his chest: "It's amazing, the girl actually knows that my chest and lungs are flatulent."

"It should be that your ribs were broken before, but at this age, your bones are brittle, coupled with the aging of your internal organs, you will naturally suffer from flatulence. You must unclog it quickly, otherwise it may be life-threatening."

Xia Bai'an wrote down a prescription again eloquently and gave it to the servant.

After doing all this, Xia Bai'an looked at Zhang Qianqian.

"It takes time to get the medicine. How does Ms. Zhang think of my medical skills?"

"Young man can grab the medicine today, take one medicine at night, and two medicines in the daytime tomorrow, if it doesn't work, just pack up and leave."

Zhang Qianqian looked majestic in the mansion. After speaking, he ordered the people below to prepare a wing for Xia Bai'an.

Xia Bai'an was still a little worried when he thought of the three little fellows at home, so he simply wrote a letter from home and handed it to the boy, remembering that Mo Qian could read, he immediately ordered: "It must be handed over to the family named Mo Qian."

"Yes."

The boy quickly helped to run errands.

Zhang Qianqian looked sideways: "Your man?"

"...My son!" The corners of Xia Bai'an's mouth twitched, even though Mo Qian was only a few years younger than him.

Zhang Qianqian was shocked when he heard this sentence: "You don't look old, you already have a son?"

"I'm the stepmother."

"Nonsense! I've never seen a stepmother who cared so much about her husband's son. She still had to pay someone to write a letter and send it back even if she didn't return overnight."

Zhang Qianqian's eyes were full of disbelief.

And this look in Xia Bai'an's eyes could only make her sigh again and again.

It seems that her stepmother treated her poorly.

She was about to leave Zhang Qianqian and take a good rest when she saw a graceful figure walking outside the door.

"Look at what Qianqian said, my mother has never treated you harshly."

The woman Tingting walked over, her face was fair and clean, and her almond eyes made her weak and lovely, and behind her were three baby dolls, who were making faces at Zhang Qianqian.

Zhang Qianqian's face paled: "I didn't say that, I was talking about Xia Bai'an."

Having said that, the woman turned her head to look at Xia Bai'an, and burst out laughing: "This Miss Xia is really ugly."

"It's so ugly! It's so ugly!" the three baby dolls said like parrots.

Zhang Qianqian frowned: "Don't be rude."

"Why do you care about us! Zhang Qianqian, you are ugly, and even your father hates you!" Several baby dolls were still provoking.

He looks like he is only five or six years old, but the words he speaks are so resentful.

Xia Bai'an understood, being able to teach such three children shows that Zhang Qianqian's stepmother is really not very good.

Zhang Qianqian listened, but just clenched her fists and stared at the woman angrily: "You don't care what I do, take care of my younger brothers and sisters, don't tell them to be like you, they don't understand etiquette at all, and they will all go to bed in the future." Not on the table."

It seems that Zhang Qianqian still recognizes these milk dolls as younger brothers and sisters, but he can't understand that woman.

When the woman heard this, her brows were straightened up, and she immediately started crying with her handkerchief in her hand, and walked outside while crying.

"It's really hard to be a stepmother. Anyone can bully me. Why don't I go away! Master, wake up and make decisions for me!"

The servant girl outside the door comforted the woman again and again.

Some people even said: "Miss is such a talker, madam, please don't take it to heart."

"Missy is still a child, don't bother with her."

Xia Bai'an frowned, it seemed that the people in the mansion were very supportive of this house-filler, but instead looked down on Zhang Qianqian, the young lady.

When Zhang Qianqian heard the rumors outside, she fell silent and walked towards the backyard.

"Wait." Xia Bai'an grabbed her wrist, "Don't you teach this servant a lesson?"

"How do I teach you a lesson? After I have taught you a lesson, Da Furen is afraid that she will provoke people again, saying that I act cruelly, so don't provoke me lightly... Daddy doesn't like me in the first place, but you know I'll teach my servants like this, and I'll be mad again when I wake up. .”

Zhang Qianqian's eyes were red as he said that, and he shook off Xia Bai'an's hand.

Xia Bai'an and her went back to the room on the way, and asked: "Your father hates you, why are you saving your father..."

Suddenly, Zhang Qianqian stopped, and looked at Xia Bai'an resentfully: "That's my father!"

Two tears fell from those red eyes.

These tears were actually heavier than those four words, hitting Xia Bai'an's heart heavily.

"I know, I will definitely help you heal."

"Hmph." Zhang Qianqian turned around and left without a trace.

Xia Bai'an stretched out her arms, walked around the mansion again, hurriedly familiarized herself with the environment, and then strolled into the room. On the way, her eyes were suddenly attracted by a jade pendant on someone else's waist .