Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes: "If you don't believe me, go and have a taste."

Bai Zimo rolled his eyes: "Third sister is lying, mother will not..."

"..." Mu Wanqing was willing to bow down, the brat is really a diehard fan of mother.

Mo Qingcheng took a piece of lettuce, dipped it in sauce, sandwiched a piece of shredded purple meat, and ate it with relish.

Everyone: "..."

"I'll eat too!" Bai Zimo pursed his mouth, tears rolling in his eyes.

Mo Qingcheng helped his forehead, wrapped another piece, and handed it to Bai Zimo.

The little ones made their move one after another, Bai Yueniang was dumbfounded and said, "Leave a piece for my old lady."

Liu Cuihua and the third grandma chuckled. They had been together for so long, and this was the first time they saw Mrs. Bai not being shy about stuttering in order to earn money.

After one bite, Bai Yueniang narrowed her eyes: "It's delicious!"

After a while, there was not a single piece of lettuce left, and everyone was still unsatisfied.

"Mother...you still eat..." Bai Zimo was full of grievances.

Mo Qingcheng shrugged: "There are still a few smaller ones that need to be planted."

"Mother... How long will it take to eat?" Bai Zimo didn't give up.

"More than half a month..."

"Okay..." The little guy's eyes were full of disappointment, and the movements of the siblings were exactly the same, and they lipped every day.

Mo Qingcheng's eyes flickered slightly: "Immortal vegetables have a short growth cycle, so they can be grown in greenhouses and sold to rich and noble families for a tael of silver..."

Bai Yueniang's eyes glowed green: "Sister Mo, leave the care of the fairy vegetables to me!"

"Aunt Yue, I'll take care of it with you. Mother told me to follow Aunt Yue to learn how to be a housekeeper..." Shangguan Yunxi rolled her eyes and looked anxiously at Mo Qingcheng, begging for help.

Mo Qingcheng signaled that he does not decide on this matter, and leave the family affairs to Bai Yueniang.

Bai Yueniang's arrogant little eyes swept around: "Aunt Yue is very merciful, so let's go together..."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, I believe you are a ghost.

"Yue'er, there are still a few slices of fairy vegetables, I'll take them to Dad and the others later."

"Mother, let me go." Shangguan Yichen looked at Bai Yueniang worriedly: "Go now."

Bai Yueniang: "..."

Brat, what do you mean?Afraid of stealing it yourself?

After the meal, Bai Yueniang stayed close to Mo Qingcheng, and the two went straight to the greenhouse.The little guys are in class, but they can't go, and they feel a little lost.If you can't witness the planting of fairy vegetables with your own eyes, you won't be able to eat well...

Mo Qingcheng was shocked, lettuce is so popular?

After returning, Mo Qingcheng and Bai Yueniang worked on mooncakes.Liu Cuihua and the third grandma also joined in because their hands were itchy.

Looking at the molds one by one, Liu Cuihua was startled: "Sister Mojia, can this thing be used to make mooncakes?"

"Well, my sister-in-law will know in a while. You and the third grandma will be in charge of brushing the oil in a while. Yue'er will be in charge of kneading the dough. I'll come with the stuffing first."

"Okay! Listen to Sister Mo." Bai Yueniang had no objection, and made a face-to-face meeting as required.

Liu Cuihua and the third grandmother were busy making stuffing together first.All kinds of seasonings were packed in unremarkable bottles and cans by Mo Qingcheng, and individual seasonings could not be bought.

Bai Yueniang had a good life, and the fillings for the mooncakes were almost ready. After a quarter of an hour, they started making mooncakes.

The division of labor and cooperation went smoothly.Sister Xuanyuanying is in charge of lighting the fire. There is no oven, only a simple oven. It is time to test your skills.

Half an hour later, the courtyard was fragrant and the mooncakes were baked.The little ones were not in the mood for class, so hula la surrounded them.

"Mother, can we eat now?" Bai Zimo hugged Mo Qingcheng's thigh.

Mo Qingcheng's head was full of black lines: "Mo Mo, wait a moment, it's too hot now, it's not good to eat."

"But... I'm so greedy..." Bai Zimo shook Mo Qingcheng's arm pitifully, acting coquettishly.

"I've convinced you, wait a minute..."