Dressed as a villain's stepmother, I use spiritual springs to raise cubs

Li Xiuhong showed a look of sudden realization.

However, she still took Xia Bai'an's hand preciously.

"Sister Xia, don't worry, although you have not been in Yunmai Village for too long, my mother and I have been taken care of by you, and I will definitely help you take care of the business in the village. Remember what you said, every penny is quite yours."

Li Xiuhong was still young, and she spoke seriously at this time, her little face was flushed, and her eyes were shining brightly.

Xia Bai'an curled his lips into a smile: "Naturally, if I see that the account books are not correct in the future, regardless of the friendship between neighbors today, I will definitely...dismiss you and investigate!"

Hearing the last four words, Li Xiuhong laughed lowly: "Investigate and deal with it, I will not let sister Xia find out the fault."

"Where did that cute and cute little sister Xiuhong go? She was provocative to make things perfect."

"certainly not!"

Li Xiuhong's eyes were red, and before leaving, she hugged Xia Bai'an fiercely, leaving only one sentence, "Thank you, you didn't let me marry so early."

After speaking, Li Xiuhong turned and ran home.

Xia Bai'an stood where he was, unable to recover for a long time.

She almost forgot that women in this era always need a husband's family.

But Li Xiuhong is different. Now she shoulders the burden of making a fortune in Yunmai Village. It is impossible for people in the village to want her to marry. We must also weigh the dangers of the downward transfer of power.

What if her future husband uses the aloe vera cream in her hand to leave and make money alone?

With such a balance, Li Xiuhong might not have to marry for a while.

Light rain began to fall from the sky, but Xia Bai'an shook his head and smiled in the rain.

By mistake, it can be regarded as a help to Li Xiuhong.

She returned to the house with a smile, just as Mo Che rolled up his sleeves and was about to cook in the kitchen, her eyes lit up slightly: "Why don't Qian'er and I go to the river behind to catch two fish to eat?"

"..."

Mo Che looked at the drizzle outside, but before he could stop it, Xia Bai'an and Mo Qian had already gone out, as if they were familiar with the road.

The twins followed Mo Che from left to right: "Let's follow Daddy, in case Daddy disappears again."

The two children dragged their voices out on purpose, speaking teasingly.

Mo Che pursed his lips. Since he praised his two sons today, these three children have become more and more lawless in their words and actions.

However, facing the big round eyes of the two children, Mo Che only said: "Look out for Daddy."

"Okay!" Mo Xue nodded obediently.

"Never let others see Daddy, you can still stand up!"

Mo Yu shouted happily.

Resisting the urge to beat the child, Mo Che went to the kitchen to chop vegetables and cook.

But after a while, Xia Bai'an came back with two fish, and after throwing them into the kitchen, he began to apply medicine to a few children. The younger siblings grabbed hands and feet one after the other.

When Mo Che brought the food back, Mo Qian sat in the corner rather aggrieved.

After finishing packing up the bottles and cans at hand, Xia Bai'an looked back at Mo Che's prepared meals with a smile, happily picked up the twins one by one, and threw them firmly on the chairs on both sides of the table.

The fish with the softest belly was quickly divided among the three children by her, but Moqian's bowl was empty, and Xia Bai'an pushed the fried meat in front of him: "So as not to leave scars."

"I'm a boy."

"Then you have to grow up to be a handsome and beautiful boy."

Xia Bai'an said so, but he still properly divided the soft fish meat, and in return Mo Qian rubbed the red eyes on the tip of his nose, and said in a low voice: "Thank you, mother."

"good--"

Xia Bai'an happily helped him tidy up the broken hair around his ears, thinking about whether to take him to trim his hair, otherwise the cut off corner of his hair would be a bit ugly.

"Cough cough."

Mo Che suddenly coughed a few times.

Xia Bai'an came back to his senses, saw that Mo Che's bowl was still empty, so he stuffed the fish head into his bowl.

"What do you mean?" Mo Che's eyes turned colder.

"Children eat fish, but parents can only eat the head and tail. Bear with it, we can't argue with the children." Xia Baian took the second fish head to himself, but threw the tail to Mo Che. Elegantly said, "There are so many thorns, I can't pick them out, it's up to you."

You don't see it.

Mo Che looked coldly, but he didn't refuse. Instead, he threw the fish tail that had been picked out into her bowl again: "There are no more thorns."

"Thank you."

Xia Bai'an did not accept it, and ate it happily. While watching Mo Che slowly and accurately pinch the fishbone away, he even ate like a handsome young man, which was a bit different from her.

But Mo Che looked at Xia Bai'an's reserved manner of eating, and his straight back when serving the bowl, and suddenly asked: "The county magistrate's matter is settled, what are your plans next?"

"First find out the flowers and plants in the back garden, and then go to other villages to collect a little aloe vera, and then... just take inventory of the house at home, and then hire two farmers to help with the lawn. The abandoned house in the back has a plaque. It will be delivered to Hanghang in two days, and the work will officially start.”

Xia Bai'an talked about his plans incessantly, then changed the topic, and his sharp eyes fell on Mo Che, "What about you, what are your plans?"

Mo Che took a mouthful of the delicious fish: "When will my illness be cured?"

"At least three months before it can be cured."

"Too long."

"So?" Xia Bai'an suddenly asked back, his eyes also sharpened, staring straight at Mo Che, "Are you going to show off? I will be the first to not allow it."

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly cooled down.

The three children who were happily eating were instantly quiet.

Mo Che raised his eyes, "You know I won't stay where I am forever."

"Moving forward also requires preparation."

"Day after day, preparation is never done."

"So you gave up your life? If you got sick halfway, what happened..."

"The current situation does not wait for others."

Mo Che suddenly put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, gently, as lightly as his tone now, "If the prince supported by Cen Hanshan reaches a high position, I don't even have the qualifications to compete with him, I want them I have to pay the price, so first of all, I have to return to the battle situation in time to confront them."

Xia Bai'an was dumbfounded for a moment.

There is no rebuttal.

The coolness on the back of his neck rose again, reminding him coldly.

Mo Che will climb up step by step for revenge.

He will never stay where he is for any selfishness or other things.

Xia Bai'an's mouth was pursed into a straight line, and finally he just said: "Do what you want."