Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Mo Qingcheng tugged, and Shangguan Yichen fell to the ground with a thud.

The little boy had a painful expression on his face: "Mother...help me..."

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" Mo Qingcheng's face changed suddenly: "Don't scare mother, woo woo..."

Liu Cuihua came back to her senses: "Brother Chen, Mrs. Mo, are you injured? Damn it, it's because they hit too hard."

Li Changgeng wiped the cold sweat off his forehead: "Mrs. Mo, young master, you... bear with it... who will save us?"

People who eat melons: "..."

Dazzled or dazzled?

Qi Yuanwei, a magistrate from Xinxian who was surrounded by crowds: "..."

The officer looked lonely?

It's over!

Li Changgeng and Liu Cuihua looked at each other, and dared not say a word.

"See Lord Magistrate!"

Marin and the others got up from the ground and knelt on the ground respectfully, with strange postures.

The melon-eating crowd knelt down and knelt down, Mo Qingcheng curled his lips, the official is not big, the official authority is not small, who knows if he is a good one?

"Who will tell Benzhi County what happened just now?" The majestic voice of the man rang in his ears.

Mo Qingcheng rolled his eyes: "Lord Magistrate, don't you ask this knowingly? The people in your government oppressed the people, abused lynching in a large hall, shouted beating and killing, how can the Magistrate explain it?"

The woman in front of him was aggressive, Qi Yuanwei's face changed again and again, once the woman said a word, his face changed once.

Mo Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, staring at the elegant middle-aged man opposite.

A flash of anger flashed in Qi Yuanwei's eyes: "Who are you?"

"Your magistrate, the woman is Mrs. Mo from Nanping Village..." Mo Qingcheng's voice fell, and the people around Qi Yuanwei gasped.

Someone whispered in Qi Yuanwei's ear, and Qi Yuanwei clasped his fists: "I don't know that Madam Mo is here, but it's really the county's fault to welcome you from far away."

"..." Mo Qingcheng resisted the urge to curse, and put his top hat on, it was not his own fault but also his own fault.

Ma Dan, want to trick yourself?

"Lord magistrate...Mo...Madam is here to talk to you..." Liu Cuihua couldn't stand it any longer, walked up to Mo Qingcheng, pointed at Ma Lin angrily, and looked at Qi Yuanwei with aggrieved eyes.

"It's him. As soon as we came, we started shouting and killing before we even spoke."

"..." Qi Yuanwei swept over with cold eyes, wanting to give Liu Cuihua a blow.

However, play the piano to the cow.

Liu Cuihua has never seen anything in the world, and she believes that Mo Qingcheng is omnipotent, and a magistrate who is not afraid of the girls of the Mo family, what can he do?

Blind trust made Liu Cuihua fearful?

Qi Yuanwei had to look at it differently, the people in Nanping Village were indeed extraordinary.

Between the calcium carbide flames, there was a strong smell of gunpowder, and the legs of the people eating melons were numb, and they did not dare to lift their heads.

Ma Lin was so aggrieved that he was going to die, the magistrate gave himself a big blow as soon as he came out, just for that little bitch?

The atmosphere was deadlocked, Shangguan Yichen and Qi Yuanwei's eyes collided in mid-air.

The little boy stood up from the ground a long time ago, and straightened his body: "Master Zhixian, don't you want to give mother an explanation?"

"What do you want to explain?" Qi Yuanwei raised his eyebrows and spoke slowly.

Mo Qingcheng smiled playfully: "This lady came here with sincerity, since the county magistrate is so busy, please leave!"

"..." Qi Yuanwei was about to speak.

People who eat melons: "..."

My lord, Caomin's knees are useless...

A group of officers and soldiers: "..."

Lord Magistrate, please let me go...

Liu Cuihua and Li Changgeng trembled and looked at each other. Why does this style of painting seem wrong...