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

Mo Qian froze in place.

The mother must be angry, so she has no image and calls herself an old lady.

Although with that exquisite face and those slanting fox-like eyes, he can't see arrogance in the slightest, but he can see a bit of arrogance.

It's a pity that he is not his own father, and he loses his principles when he sees this face.

He stepped forward, carefully looked at the saw that was as long as his two arms, and at Xia Bai'an's thin wrist, as well as the heavy shackles, and shook his head.

"If you're not careful, it's easy to hurt your mother."

"I can cure it, and I can pick it up if it's broken."

"..."

Is that what medicine is used for?

Mo Qian didn't dare to complain, but just stared at Xia Bai'an in horror.

The surroundings gradually became silent, and Xia Bai'an suddenly seemed to let go of his strength. He glanced at the too big saw, and then at the shackles on his wrist. For no reason, a sour feeling came up from his nasal cavity.

All right, why did she sacrifice her wrist.

It's all Mo Che's fault!

He really locks himself in what he does, and really thinks who he is!

Xia Bai'an's eyes turned red suddenly, and Mo Qian hurried forward in shock: "Mother, don't cry!"

"I didn't cry." Xia Baian moved his eyes away awkwardly, and walked to the work place, "Forget it, I'm too embarrassing, I'll go find a small saw, it should be able to open after a while."

"mother--"

Mo Qian hurried to catch up.

Xia Bai'an really found a saw that was as big as two palms in a pile of tools. She sat down, sitting on the pile of wood with different heights, and slowly sharpened the shackles.

Mo Qian thought about it, and seeing Xia Bai'an's movements getting bigger and bigger, he seemed to be getting more and more angry, so he quickly took it by himself: "I'll help you."

"Ah."

Xia Bai'an said sullenly.

Mo Qian saw the shackles for her, and said, "Mom, Dad didn't mean to imprison you, he just... He was just too afraid that you would really leave and don't want us."

Xia Bai'an raised his slightly red eyes: "When did I say I don't want you?"

"..."

Mo Qian opened his mouth, but didn't say why for a long while.

In fact, Xia Bai'an has always been very kind to them, and has boundless intimacy with them, covering everything from basic necessities of life to their own preferences.

But for some reason, Mo Qian always felt uneasy.

It was not until Mo Qian sawed off the shackles for her and pinched her wrists out that Mo Qian whispered: "Both Yu'er and Xue'er are reluctant to part with their mother."

Just saying this sentence, Mo Qian's ears turned red.

This kid has been really shy since he was a child.

Xia Bai'an was amused by him, threw away the shackles, and hugged him up.

Mo Qian saw his feet soaring into the air, and saw that Xia Bai'an actually supported him with one hand, walked out, and smiled at him with his face up: "Mother promises you, in this life, no matter what happens to me and your father, I will recognize you." You are sons and daughters."

"Mom, I'm ten years old, let me down!" Mo Qian was at a loss for the first time being hugged like this.

Xia Bai'an hugged him with a smile and walked around the yard several times.

"A teenager is just a child, my big boy!"

"mother!"

"You can let me go, and you can act like a baby to me like Yu'er and Xue'er." Xia Bai'an smiled.

"..."

Mo Qian blushed, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Xia Bai'an was not annoyed, and kept hugging Mo Qian back and forth until her arms were so sore that she couldn't hold her anymore, then she put down her eldest son. Just as she was about to tease her, Mo Qian held both sides of her cheeks. The little black face is also close at hand.

"Huh?" Xia Bai'an tilted his head, unable to understand.

It was only after hearing Mo Qian hugging her face for a long time that he made a voice as thin as a mosquito.

"I, I want to eat braised pork cooked by my mother."

After stuttering and saying this sentence, Mo Qianhun forgot that he was here to comfort his mother, his ears turned red from embarrassment, and he stumbled back to his room.

Xia Bai'an still kept bending over, and immediately thought of his son's cute look just now, and smiled.

She straightened up and stroked her sleeves: "There are no difficulties in life. It's not bad for a dead husband to keep a child. I'll eat braised pork tonight!"

She happily walked into the kitchen, leaving the matter of Mo Che out of the blue.

As long as she is busy, she can't think of Mo Che's behavior as a scumbag!

And Wang Mang in the courtyard, looking at Xia Bai'an's back, smiled softly: "Should I say she is heartless, or is she optimistic."

Li Fugui had goosebumps beside him, but seeing Xia Bai'an's appearance, he always felt that he was also infected with happiness, and smiled: "Anyway, with such a person by my side, I am happy every day."

In the room, the lunatic doctor listened to the sound of the wind, looked at Xia Bai'an's furious back, and quietly closed the window.

In the evening, it rained cats and dogs.

Xia Bai'an made three large plates of braised pork, and the others helped to cook the dishes, and warmed several pots of wine. The artisans brought Mo Qian and the groom, and immediately made a fuss on the table.

Xia Bai'an left the table early by himself, went to the kitchen to fill up a small bowl of braised pork and vegetables and walked back, when he met Wang Mang who came out to look for her.

"This is?" Wang Mang was puzzled.

"There's a sick person inside. I'm going to deliver food. I just happened to ask him something." After Xia Bai'an finished speaking, he looked at Wang Mang with a smile, "Why don't you go and join in the fun."

"I, I saw that you left early, and thought it was because you thought we were too noisy." Wang Mang said dryly.

"I like to be lively, but today, I'm a little tired."

Xia Bai'an smiled helplessly, and passed by Wang Mang's side.

Wang Mang was stunned for a moment before he realized something.

Things like pain and loneliness will only come back later, and will not disappear completely.

Xia Bai'an lowered her eyes, delivered food to the lunatic doctor, and briefly asked if he needed help with his injury, but the other party didn't answer for a long time, and she didn't ask any more questions, so she left and went back to her room.

She was lying on an unfamiliar mattress, and the sheets still had a faint smell of soap locust.

There is no smell of incense that she usually likes here.

Xia Bai'an slowly sank into the quilt, closed his eyes, always felt that the shackles on his wrists were still there, but when he opened his eyes, his white wrists were empty.

She laughed at herself: "Am I really a masochist?"

When the shackles were in place, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she wished that the shackles and wrists were cut off together.

But now without the shackles and staying alone in the room, she felt a little lonely for no reason.

In the previous life, no matter where she went, there were relatives and friends behind her, and there was Tongjitang.

But since coming here...

Parents do not love, brothers do not kiss.The children will eventually embark on their own journeys.

For revenge, Mo Che will rise up step by step, cling to women from various families, go to the court to play games with others, and then turn the world around.

Who would stay for her and be her safe haven?

"No roots to rely on, it's such a feeling." Xia Bai'an laughed at himself, and only buried himself in the quilt more and more, shedding tears of sentimentality rarely, and cried a little with the sound of rain.