Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Fang Lian gave her elder brother a hard look: "Beautiful sister, don't listen to my brother's nonsense, he can't find a wife like this... Hey... Mother's wish to have a grandson has failed again..."

The little girl blinked aggrievedly, Mo Qingcheng's heart almost melted, subconsciously touched it, and there was an extra piece of chocolate in her hand.

"No, my sister gave it to you."

"Beautiful sister, can I go to your house to play?" Fang Lian tilted her head, clutching the chocolate tightly, flattered. If she observed carefully, she found that the girl was a little nervous and her eyes were slightly red.

Mo Qingcheng was slightly stunned, claiming not to be the Holy Mother, but there are too many cute babies in the family, so without thinking, she nodded and said: "A year ago, my sister took you..."

"Beautiful sister pulls the hook!" The little girl stretched out her finger excitedly, Mo Qingcheng was speechless, and pulled the hook with Fang Lian.

Childish ghost!

Shangguan Yichen's eyes flickered slightly, he was as stupid as the fifth brother.Fifth brother grows up to marry such a daughter-in-law...

The little boy blushed, turned around and got into the carriage.

Mo Qingcheng grinned and waved to get into the carriage. Fang Lian reluctantly followed the carriage for a few steps, but was dragged home by Fang Yidao...

Mo Qingcheng was in a happy mood, wondering if he was rich or not?Even cheating, no, no, no, you can save people and sell goods with your ability.

I am a law-abiding citizen.

wrong……

Mo Qingcheng ordered Cyclops to go to the bookstore, picked out a few enlightenment books, and bought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone along the way.

I don’t know if I don’t buy it, but I’m shocked when I buy it, this thing is so expensive!

If... you can make a lot of money by opening a paper mill... In the blink of an eye, Mo Qingcheng sketched the prototype of a paper factory...

Shangguan Yichen frowned and thought deeply, mother thought of an idea to make money again?

"Congratulations to the host, I got an extra reward, a copy of the sword manual." The voice of Mr. Farm came into his mind, and Mo Qingcheng was slightly stunned.

"Yichen, do you like knives or swords?" Mo Qingcheng couldn't wait to ask.

"Jian, I want to be a swordsman." Shangguan Yichen has a small dream in his heart, one day he will become a martial arts sword master, protect his younger siblings, and...mother.

"Okay, mother will teach you how to practice swords tomorrow morning." Mo Qingcheng nodded with satisfaction, took out a notepad and charcoal pencil, and wrote and calculated.

Shangguan Yichen's state of mind suddenly changed, laying a solid foundation for the future of Wenxin swordsmanship...

Cyclops gnawed on the meat buns while driving, feeling overwhelmed with emotion, followed his wife and sure enough there were buns to eat.

Mo Qingcheng didn't sleep well last night, the carriage bumped all the way, and fell asleep drowsily.

The little boy lightly picked up the blanket, carefully covered her body, raised the car curtain and looked outside for a few moments, unable to calm down for a long time.

Perhaps, it was all father's fault that he wrongly blamed mother from the beginning.

Suddenly, Shangguan Yichen narrowed his eyes, picked up the scattered blueprints in the carriage, his palms were sweaty...

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Qingcheng opened his eyes, Shangguan Yichen turned his face away, and the roots of his ears felt slightly hot.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Mo Qingcheng packed up the drawings, put them in his arms, yawned, and let his mind go.

Back in the village, the people who opened up the wasteland hadn't returned yet. Cyclops moved his things into the house, drank a few bowls of water, and went to rest in the bamboo house of the third brother Li Ergou.

Bai Yueniang and the children were dumbfounded. Is this picking up money on the road?

"Mother, you are such a prodigal..." Bai Zimo hung on Mo Qingcheng's lap: "Mo Mo likes it."

Mo Qingcheng chuckled, rubbed the little guy's head, and changed clothes with Shangguan Yichen.

Bai Yueniang brought the food, but hesitated to speak: "Sister Mo..."

"Who is the demon again?"