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

Within two days, Mo Xu came to the door with generous gifts and a contract.

At that time, Mo Che was returning home, and Xia Bai'an had just withdrawn from the field. He was wearing coarse linen clothes, and his hair was even more hastily tied up by the linen cloth, leaving only a few strands falling on the side of his face.

But the corners of the eyes and eyebrows were clearly dyed peach red, and the two crimson lips fluttered, and it happened that the smiling person was called Mo Xu.

"Brother Mo Xu, why doesn't your sister come over to discuss with me in person?"

The word "little brother" was called a thousand times by her, like a nightingale's song, with a sharp ending.

Mo Che's fairly good mood was completely shattered.

He walked forward with a cold face.

Mo Xu hadn't seen anyone yet, and a subtle coolness was already oozing from his back. He turned his head according to his feeling, and he saw Mo Che coming forward with a dark face, and immediately cupped his hands slightly.

"Master Captain."

"Ah."

Mo Che responded lightly, walked to Xia Bai'an's side, glanced at the unsigned contract, "The Mo family won't lie to you, why are you still flirting with a brat here?"

Mo Xu, who was called the little brat, lowered his head and twisted his fingertips, not daring to speak much.

Xia Bai'an's hands had been washed clean, and the green jade pointed out a few key points in the contract.

"I think this contract is not secure enough. But Mo Che, why do you trust the Mo family so much?"

"You don't believe me?"

With a sullen face, Mo Che subconsciously wanted to move forward and use special movements to convey information to her.

Xia Bai'an was so shocked that he pressed his face, seeing his serious eyes: "I believe you are, but the contract will be counted in the future, and these flaws still need to be corrected."

"Then approve it and let him take it back to correct it. Don't tell me you need to teach him these trivial things yourself."

Mo Che's cold eyes turned to Mo Xu again.

Mo Xu wished he could find a crack in the ground this time.

Xia Bai'an was helpless: "Seeing that you are very patient with Qian Laosan tomorrow, how come you have no patience when it comes to the little brother of Mo's family?"

"The two are different."

Aren't they all good friends of your confidante? What's the difference.

Xia Bai'an was thinking dully, and while using some strength, he rubbed Mo Che's face fiercely, and then withdrew his hand with a smile on his face.

It was the first time someone dared to touch his face like that.

Mo Che's eyes changed again and again, but when he left, he also pinched her face severely.

"Come and fight."

"Come in a moment."

Xia Bai'an's eyes brightened slightly.

Usually when Mo Che said this, it meant that he was in a good mood and was about to cook.

She and the children are just like the mouth that Mo Che slammed into the spoon!

She hastily annotated the contract and returned it to Mo Xu. Just after taking two steps, she turned back and said, "Do you want to stay for a meal?"

Mo Xu was stunned: "This, I'm afraid it's not good."

"What's wrong, or is it that you listen to Moran's heart so much that you don't even want your own favorite circle to be a puppet?"

Xia Baian gave him a hook on the shoulder, and ordered the servants at home, "Add another pair of bowls and chopsticks, and take the young master of the Mo family to stroll around."

"Yes."

The servant stepped forward to lead the way, while Mo Xu watched Xia Bai'an untie the sackcloth and walked into the backyard, and couldn't help but ask, "Why is Madam dressed like this?"

The servant laughed straight: "Madam keeps a small vegetable field in the backyard and cultivates it every day. Masters, young masters and ladies always help from time to time. I always have some rough cloth at home for use in the field."

Mo Xu was shocked: "He actually went to the ground!"

"That's not true, and Young Master Mo is lucky to eat today, the master cooks himself, and the fried pork is a must." The servant said with his throat rolling, as if he could eat two bites.

Mo Xu silence.

These two don't look like serious dignitaries.

When it was time for dinner, Mo Xu saw four children with different personalities come in and take a seat, introduced himself to him, and started making a fuss.

Mo Qian was the eldest son, and he sat down with his younger siblings. He still didn't forget that today's homework was not completed, so he asked Mo Xue: "I still don't understand the etiquette that the gentleman came to talk about today..."

"This Miao Miao is more familiar."

Mo Xue pushed Miao Miao to sit next to Mo Qian, and she grabbed Mo Yu to talk and chat, a pair of twins laughed and muttered.

Next to Mo Xu, there was an elderly mother-in-law standing, supporting a one-eyed girl on a walking stick, looking fierce.

"Wuyue and mother-in-law should sit down and eat. Standing is not too tiring."

Xia Bai'an came in from the outside with the dishes, and seeing Mo Xu looked a little at a loss, he smiled and said, "There are no eating rules in my family. There are everyone on the table. If you don't know them, just ask. If you want to eat, you can add it yourself. polite."

As soon as the words fell, Xia Bai'an was pulled away by the collar behind him.

Mo Che put down the dishes, pulled Xia Bai'an back to the main seat, and looked at him coldly: "Eat well, wait a minute..."

"I know, I know, I'm going to get something." Xia Bai'an responded impatiently, while picking up food for the children.

"Aunt Xia." Lin Miaomiao rubbed her arms into Xia Bai'an's arms sweetly, "I don't want fried pork, but your egg custard."

"it is good."

Xia Bai'an hugged Lin Miaomiao in his arms, unable to stretch out his hand.

Mo Che next to him glanced lightly, scooped up a spoonful of egg custard and fed it into Lin Miaomiao's mouth.

Miao Miao bit the spoon and did not let go.

Mo Che's face darkened a little, Xia Bai'an quickly patted Lin Miaomiao's little face: "Be careful of your Uncle Mo getting angry."

Only then did Lin Miaomiao let go of the spoon, and burrowed into Xia Bai'an's arms again, saying in a low voice, "Uncle Ao said, Uncle Mo is not a good person."

"..."

The table was silent.

Qian Mingshu almost spit out a mouthful of food, but fortunately Liu Pipa next to him quickly covered his mouth with a handkerchief.

Mo Che put down the spoon with a cold face: "Miao Miao should know that those who speak ill of others behind their backs are the ones with bad morals."

"Mo Che, don't be fussy like a child." Xia Baian suppressed a smile, and touched him with his shoulder.

But Lin Miaomiao opened her eyes wide, thought for a while, and opened her arms to Mo Che: "Uncle Mo is right, Miaomiao made a mistake on you."

"Go back and sit down." Mo Che gave the child a cold look.

Lin Miaomiao pursed her mouth, as if she was about to cry.

Xia Bai'an looked distressed, but Mo Che threw him back into Mo Qian's arms like a chicken.

Lin Miaomiao stopped pouting, and grabbed Mo Qian's arm: "I'm going to find Brother Yu."

"You little naughty bastard." Mo Qian had no choice but to take her to find his hapless brother.

However, Xia Bai'an couldn't help gossiping, leaned close to Mo Che, and asked, "Why did Ao Pingchuan speak ill of you in front of the child? Did you set him up again and was he spotted?"

"He's just slobbering."

"I don't believe it, tell me quickly what kind of enmity you have." Xia Bai'an moved closer.

The next moment, Mo Che stuffed the egg custard into his mouth, accompanied by Mo Che's faint sound.

"He's jealous of me."

"..."

Such an unpretentious reason.

Xia Bai'an felt that it made some sense, so he didn't continue to ask, but took several mouthfuls of the egg custard Mo Che handed over, and still didn't forget to taste it: "Go and add some more sesame oil."

Hearing this, Mo Che took her and the egg custard to the kitchen.

Mo Xu saw it in his eyes and said: "Sister Lan Xin, I'm afraid there is no chance at all."