Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Bai Yueniang was a little embarrassed: "It's almost there, Sister Mo..."

Mo Qingcheng asked everyone to practice in groups, in groups of five, to help each other. The common problems were demonstrated again, and the individual problems were a group of one.

The grouping seems to be random, but in fact they are all selected after observation. How can the interstellar instructor in the previous life be in vain?

Seeing this, Bai Yueniang's eyes lit up. Sister Mo really has a set, hehe, you can copy it in the future, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort...

In the afternoon, Mo Qingcheng became the shopkeeper, sitting in the yard leisurely drinking tea, watching the children doing what they liked.

Bai Yueniang was so busy that her feet didn't touch the ground, the little girls cheered and got together mysteriously, not knowing what to do.

Shangguan Yichen practiced sword, Shangguan Yunxi practiced light kung fu, Mu Wanqing got into the alchemy room, Mu Yunchuan wrote and painted, Bai Yunfei fiddled with rouge, Bai Zimo made plans...

Sister Xuanyuanying was embroidering, Baili Fengyun was teaching Shangguan Yunxi's lightness kung fu, and Bai Yichen was teaching Shangguan Yichen's swordsmanship.

Li Yuanmei and Li Yufang served on the sidelines, while Liu Cuihua and the third grandmother arranged the ingredients for dinner.

Father Bai watched this scene cheerfully, feeling very relieved in his heart.The old Master Cheng, that is, the old man Jin, surrounded Mo Qingcheng, acting coquettishly and cutely.

"Miss, tell the old slave the mystery of this picture..."

Mo Qingcheng's head is full of black lines, old Master Cheng, where's his face?We are getting old, don't be like this, okay?

Old master Cheng grabbed Mo Qingcheng's sleeve and did not let go: "Miss..."

Mo Qingcheng was quickly defeated, and made trouble with the scrapped drawings: "Old man Jin, this is really scrap paper, there is no way to use it..."

"Miss..." Old Master Cheng did not give up and continued to pester her.

Mo Qingcheng sighed softly, and explained briefly: "Old man Jin, this is the blueprint for the continuous firing crossbow..."

Old Master Cheng's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Miss, maybe, I can try..."

"Okay, okay! As long as you're happy..." Mo Qingcheng was so entangled, he waved his little hand, as long as you always like it.

The old master Cheng was as excited as a child, and ran into his small courtyard with the blueprint in his hand.

The corner of Mo Qingcheng's mouth curled into a smile, and the house became more and more lively...

that's nice!

In order to reward Bai Yueniang, Mo Qingcheng personally cooked in the evening, making braised pork and salt and pepper chicken.

The mouths of the little guys were full of greasy food, Bai Zimo stretched out his little paw, and licked his tongue: "Mother, I still want to eat tomorrow."

Mo Qingcheng poked the little guy's forehead: "Boys can eat so much, be careful that they won't be able to marry a wife when they grow up."

"Then... what should I do? How about Mo Mo being more greedy than myself?" Bai Zimo looked at Mo Qingcheng with eyes full of innocence.

"puff!"

"Cough cough..."

Mo Qingcheng and Bai Yueniang laughed, the children laughed together, and Bai Zimo blushed: "Mother, don't you like your daughter-in-law who loves to eat?"

"Pfft! Cough..." Mo Qingcheng choked on his saliva and was so choked that he couldn't speak.

It was rare to see Mo Qingcheng deflated, and everyone laughed.Even Liu Cuihua and the third grandma beside them couldn't help covering their mouths and giggling.

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

Five days later, the operation of the greenhouse is on the right track. Mo Qingcheng is thinking about speeding up the efforts to make money. Maybe His Majesty's reward is on the way. He can consider picking up a small town. Instead of being an instructor, he can be the mayor temporarily...

"Sister Mo, are you daydreaming again?" Seeing that Mo Qingcheng was in a daze, Bai Yueniang came forward with a needlework building, and teased.

"Yeah, I want to earn more money and save more dowry for my Yue'er..." Mo Qingcheng sipped his tea with a half-smile.

Bai Yueniang rolled her eyes, I believe you a ghost!

"Xiao Yue'er, do you have any good ideas to earn more money?"