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

After Xia Bai'an finished all this, he turned and left with tears in his eyes.

Zhou Sheng stared at the banknote in Ao Pingchuan's hand, his face changed again and again, and finally he just patted Ao Pingchuan's shoulder meaningfully: "Even if you change your taste, don't marry this kind of mountain woman, or marry her." Be careful not to know when you will be bitten to death... You should just hand over the Qian family's son to us, hurry up, and don't wait for someone to sue you."

Ao Pingchuan's face instantly became very exciting.

It wasn't until Zhou Sheng turned and left that Ao Pingchuan took a deep breath, and after calming down, he found a small note hidden in the bank note.

——Third watch.

"This woman..."

Annoyed, Ao Pingchuan threw the note into the puddle under the eaves. Seeing that the ink stain was stained by dust and mud, and could no longer be seen, he tightly held the hundred taels of silver note in his hand, and walked towards Xia Bai'an's left Direction, took a deep look.

Although this woman is not a fuel-efficient lamp, she is smart enough.

……

Xia Bai'an walked through the corridor, and once again refreshed his view of the capital.

And Ao Pingchuan is the best among them. He has a casual face, but just now, he used the excuse of taking people's money and eliminating disasters for others, and borrowing money to hook up with caravans. The caravan went to the capital.

It was reasonable and reasonable, so Zhou Sheng couldn't ask Ao Pingchuan to leave.

As for Zhou Sheng, it seemed that what he said were all irrelevant issues, but in fact, every sentence was a test, to test whether he and himself had conspired to get acquainted, to look at the relationship between himself and Ao Pingchuan more skillfully, and even found out that Ao Pingchuan When it was time to make a move, he ferociously made an excuse to let himself go.

And she had long been worried about what would happen on the way, so she wrote a note for emergencies.

Unexpectedly, in the end, under the temptation and ridicule of these two old fritters, she could only lose face and sent the note in the most unrefined way.

In this way, he could create a confrontation with Ao Pingchuan, which made Zhou Sheng feel more at ease and trust him.

When she returned to the room, she saw that the room was tidy and tidy. She thought it was the hard work of the children, but she didn't notice that the eyes of the children were cautious. Even Mo Che rarely brought her tea and pastries himself.

Xia Bai'an was still focused on the game just now, and at the same time told Mo Che everything in detail.

In exchange for a glance of approval from Mo Che: "You are right, a person like Ao Pingchuan, if you bow your head once, you will bow your head in front of him again and again in the future. But... Zhou Sheng really impressed me, I thought he was just a The reckless man who can't hide his emotions now looks like he is using the appearance of a reckless man to cover himself."

"Yes, he is holding Ao Pingchuan's adoptive father in his hand, and he can still talk to Ao Pingchuan leisurely on his face. It is very difficult to do this with the eyes of officials who have been immersed in the officialdom for a few years."

Xia Bai'an took all the tea and pastries as ordered, and did not forget to eat a little bit with the three children.

But the greedy Mo Yu suddenly covered her mouth and shook her head today.

"I will eat less sweet and greasy food in the future, and practice martial arts with my brother and father."

"……All right."

Xia Bai'an touched his chin in distress.

When I was Moyu's age, I could only squat next to the bookshelf to read books every day, and my stimulating behavior was probably just climbing up trees with friends from my hometown to dig out bird eggs, and I didn't have any restraint in eating.

But Mo Yu took this small gesture as encouragement and praise, and uttered nonsense.

"I won't eat pastries anymore!"

Xia Bai'an gasped, and quickly took a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and put it into Mo Yu's mouth: "No! A moderate amount of sweets can put a child in a good mood. It's not too late to talk about it when you grow up. .”

Mo Yu was stuffed with the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but he still ate it honestly.

It's just that he glanced cautiously at Mo Qian beside him - I should be able to eat pastries in the future.

Mo Qian nodded solemnly, and stuffed another piece into his hand.

A child likes to eat cakes, so he won't eat his mother away...

I really don't know what is going on in Yu'er's little mind every day.

Mo Qian sighed like a father.

Xia Bai'an couldn't help but pinch the corners of his mouth that were gradually sinking: "Ten years old is when you are young, so don't moan."

"That's right." Mo Xue followed suit.

Mo Qian had no choice but to laugh, but it was uglier than crying.

Xia Bai'an looked at him, and finally figured out something unusual, tilted his head, and asked, "You guys... have something to hide from me?"

The two brothers lowered their heads tacitly. They couldn't answer this question.

Mo Che closed his eyes helplessly and sighed, these two sons are afraid that they will have to be disciplined, everything will be written on their faces, won't Xia Bai'an be worried.

On the contrary, Mo Xue rolled her eyes, hugged Xia Bai'an's waist back, and said crisply: "We haven't been back to the capital for a long time, and we always feel that something bad will happen, and we have nightmares at night. Can't sleep."

It turned out to be because of worry.

Xia Bai'an suddenly realized, and immediately put his temptations behind him, turned to comfort the three children one by one, and promised many requests, such as that he would definitely go to sleep with them during thunderstorms, or that he could sleep in the same room from time to time .

Mo Che looked at Xia Bai'an's back among the children, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"Mother still has a lot of important things to think about."

After the words fell, the children suddenly fell silent, and obediently crawled to bed to rest.

The noise around Xia Bai'an disappeared in an instant, and he returned to Mo Che's side in frustration, and gave him a sideways glance: "The children are so young, can't you be more patient and tolerant with them?"

"What you teach you, I teach mine, there is no conflict."

"Dictatorship." Xia Bai'an retorted in a low voice.

Mo Che ignored it, just put down the cup in his hand, and took another deep look at Xia Bai'an: "At midnight, how are you going to confirm Lin Qingya's identity, and get their words out of Zhou Sheng's mouth."

"Naturally, ask Lin Qingya directly."

As Xia Bai'an said, he took out two packs of perspiration medicine from his cuff, "The special perspiration medicine is mixed with a little hallucinogenic herbal medicine, it is guaranteed that they will sleep for two or three hours, and when they wake up, it is only a dream, not just falling down and falling asleep." sleep."

After speaking, the door was knocked by the villagers, and the voices of the villagers came.

"Ginger is ready, thank you for reminding us to prepare ginger soup, so that we won't neglect the officials at night, and please come out to see if it's right."

Mo Che's eyes narrowed slightly: "You have already made up your mind?"

"Sending ginger soup on a rainy night, the villagers please the officials, two things are reasonable." Xia Bai'an hooked the corners of his lips, "And even if they don't touch ginger soup, you said before that Ao Pingchuan can go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, so it can be seen that he can fly over the wall Yes, it’s easy to get a Miyan.”

She put down the two pipes of smoke.

Mo Che's expression turned ugly for a moment, and he squeezed out a sentence: "It's up to you."