Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

There was a smile in Ranshan's eyes, which was so fleeting that it was impossible to capture it.

Mo Qingcheng glared at Mo Qingyang angrily. Would you feel uncomfortable if you don't cause trouble for Mrs. Ben?

Mo Qingcheng lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes were more curled than women's, which made the farmer in the space feel uncomfortable.

"Little witch, cut off the long eyelashes of that coquettish man, the young master will get angry just looking at it! Hmph! Don't bully the young and poor..."

Mo Qingcheng hooked his lips, resisting the urge to laugh, and his subordinates did not stop at all.

Half an hour later, Mu Wanqing rushed in, out of breath, and said, "Mother, the detoxification pill..."

"Qing'er is really capable!" Mo Qingcheng was not stingy, gave a thumbs up, checked it, and with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, he stuffed the detoxification pill into Li Yuanlin's mouth.

After knowing it, Mo Qingyang wanted to take a look at the detoxification pill, and hummed softly: "Qingqing, you are biased."

"Pfft!" Mo Qingcheng laughed, "How old are you?"

The eldest is not young, and he competes with the children for favor, what about his face?

There was a light cough at the door, and Mu Shenyi walked in yawning: "Girl, this old man is exhausted..."

"..." Mo Qingcheng's eyelids twitched: "Uncle worked hard..."

"The old man is very hungry..."

"Uncle worked hard..."

"The old man is too hungry to sleep..."

"..." Mo Qingcheng's eyes flickered slightly, what you always said made sense, but this instructor was speechless.

The old man's complexion was a little pale. It was obvious that he spent a lot of effort in alchemy before, and Mo Qingcheng couldn't bear it: "Uncle, I'm going to finish the fried noodles."

"Really? Girl, you are so kind!"

Mo Qingcheng glanced at the corner of his mouth, then turned and left.

In the room, one old, one young and one young, staring at each other.

Mu Wanqing whimpered and stared at Mo Qingyang warily, "Uncle Cheap, why don't you find us an aunt?"

"Pfft!" Mo Qingyang almost choked to death with a mouthful of old blood.

The little girl tilted her head, her eyes widened curiously: "Uncle Cheap, what kind of aunt do you like? I'll ask my mother to find it for you..."

"..." Mo Qingyang's eyes flickered slightly, and he opened his mouth, unable to speak.

Mu Wanqing giggled, Uncle Qi still dares to play against mother when he sees him?

snort!

Mo Qingyang looked at the little girl with weird eyes, why did he feel unreal?

Mu Wanqing touched her small face: "Uncle Cheap, do you like Qinger's model?"

"..." Mo Qingyang had nothing to love: "Qing'er, do you have any grudges against your uncle?"

"No... just seeing that you are unhappy, I feel very happy."

"puff!"

"Cough cough..."

Mo Qingcheng walked in with fried noodles and blinked: "Why aren't you hungry?"

Not hungry?

How can it be?

Mu Shenyi was the first to rush up, took the biggest bowl of noodles, ran to the side, and ate with relish.

Mo Qingcheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Uncle, and..."

Mu Shen didn't raise his head, who knows if there will be more in a while?

Shangguan Yichen also walked in and ate a small bowl of noodles, mainly because he was afraid that the foodie sister would not look down on the cheap uncle...

Pooh!

What uncle?

fake……

The little boy raised his eyebrows evilly: "Mother, Uncle Cheap asked you to be a matchmaker..."

"puff!"

"Cough cough..."

Mo Qingcheng almost choked on the fried noodles, Mu Shen gave Shangguan Yichen a hard look, brat, on purpose...

Liu Cuihua and Li Changgeng had no sleep all night, even though the wife gave them a new gift and said they would take their youngest son out for a trip, they felt very uneasy.

Early in the morning, Gululu got up and didn't care to wash her face, Liu Cuihua ran out the door: "Father, hurry up?"

"Stop! Are you going out now?"

"Ah, it's almost dawn..."

"It's still early, don't cause trouble for Madam..."