Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

Little Qilin watched his mother go to the field to ease the conflict. He was a little hesitant. As the host, it was not good for him to have too obvious preference towards the guests from both sides, but that was Xiao Qingyun.

He wanted to play a trick on the woman who was talking. Little Qilin knew who he should not offend, but he did offend some people because he was young and ignorant.

But it seems that those people don’t like Qingyun, just like those who come to his house as guests only talk to him and don’t pay attention to Brother Long.

Little Qilin knows everything. What Brother Long said about him not liking other people’s attention is true. Little Qilin knows it, but he is not happy.

Qingyun is his good friend and Brother Long’s only friend. For the sake of being Little Qilin, he cannot favor anyone, but he still has to consider Brother Long.

After sorting out the logic and convincing himself, Xiao Qilin walked firmly to Feng Huayang. He felt very distressed when he saw Qingyun lying in Aunt Feng's arms.

"Qingyun, let me take you fishing. There are a lot of big fish in the lake behind. We can make fish soup for lunch."

Qingyun heard the voice of Xiao Qilin and looked up at him. "Xiao Qilin, that lake is very big and deep. You can't go there alone. Father said that we can only go there to play in the shallow water last time."

When the little Qilin saw Qingyun’s red eyes, he suddenly panicked. At his age, he knew that crying loudly might be just a small matter, but wiping tears secretly meant that one was definitely really sad.

"Qingyun, you are crying." Little Qilin's voice was not loud, and a guilty look appeared on his face.

Qingyun shook her head. Even if she had suffered a great injustice, she couldn't admit it now, otherwise today's incident might become difficult to handle.

Thinking of this, she yawned and said sleepily, "No, little Qilin, I'm just sleepy. I got up too early this morning."

Feng Huayang took a close look at Qingyun's expression. It looked like she was aggrieved, but also sleepy. She actually didn't believe that Qingyun could understand those words at the age of three. She just thought that she was feeling aggrieved because she couldn't stand the temporary neglect.

"If you're sleepy, auntie will take you to the car to sleep for a while." Feng Huayang coaxed gently.

Qingyun shook her head. If she left at this time, she would embarrass Feng Huayang again. She couldn't do that. She couldn't run away.

"I want to go picking tea for fun. Little Qilin, when can we go picking tea for fun?" Qingyun adjusted his mood. Although he was still a little unhappy, he was in a better mood at least.

"I'll go ask. If it takes a long time, I'll take you to pick them." The little Qilin couldn't stand Qingyun's unhappy look and wanted desperately to make her happy, so he immediately went to find his mother.

Zhong Lingxiu said good things to Mrs. Zhou and was about to go to Feng Huayang to say good things when her own son hugged her legs.

"Mom, when are we going to pick tea? I want to go picking tea with Qingyun."

Zhong Lingxiu looked up at Feng Huayang, who was holding the child with a stern expression on his face. Qingyun, however, had a faint smile on his face, which made people feel dazed for a moment. That feeling was very similar to Fu Shengyu.

"If I really want you to go with me, everything is ready outside." Zhong Lingxiu reached out and touched her son's head, and couldn't help but glance at Qingyun. This time she only saw the little girl kissed Feng Huayang, and Feng Huayang kissed her back, looking like a loving mother and daughter.

After getting the promise, the little Qilin immediately ran back and told Qingyun, but no one knew what he said. Feng Huayang smiled and put Qingyun down. The little Qilin immediately hugged Qingyun, took her hand and followed Feng Huayang.

It is now half past nine in the morning, which is already late for tea picking, but these guests are just here for fun, so they can pick tea whenever they like.

Everywhere on the mountain there are tea-picking girls in white clothes, with cloth towels on their heads and bags tied around their waists, like small flowers blooming in the green fields.

The tea mountain grows green tea called Gaoshan Yunlu, which is considered a major specialty of Fengzhou.

The adults were already chatting and laughing as they came to pick tea. The children were too short to pick the tender tea leaves, so they just picked them up in a small bag and played with them.

The little Qilin is quite tall, so you can reach out to pick the tender leaves on the top and then carefully put them in Qingyun's small cloth bag. When your hands get tired of lifting them, you can just pluck a handful of old leaves at the bottom.

Qingyun still found it difficult to adjust her mood because of what happened before, but she didn't want to make Xiao Qilin unhappy because of her. He had taken a leave of absence to come and play, so he must be looking forward to it.

"Little Qilin, what do you think we're going to do with this?" Qingyun asked, pinching a small leaf.

When the little Qilin heard Qingyun talking, he suddenly became excited. At his age, he had also felt the power of cold violence.

"Pick this and process it, then you can make tea." As he spoke, Little Qilin leaned closer to Qingyun and whispered, "It's bitter and not tasty."

"But dad said this is very expensive and can be sold for a lot of money. I will use the money to buy you some sparkling gems." The little Qilin patted his small cloth bag, feeling a little guilty. He might not even be able to buy a decent-looking stone if he continued to be so passive.

"Thank you, little Qilin." Qingyun happily accepted the promise made by little Qilin. As a child, his sincerity was enough at this moment.

The sun gradually began to burn everyone's backs, and the dew on the leaves had already run onto people's faces. About an hour of play was enough.

Qingyun was holding little Qilin's arm to rest when he heard Zhong Lingxiu's words that the tea picking activity was over.

On the way back, they were still talking and laughing, praising each other, which was quite boring. Qingyun felt a little bored and it was not fun at all.

She thought of the previous exclusion again and felt sad. She suspected that Zhong Lingxiu did it on purpose. She invited little Qilin to Fufeng Fort and they had a great time.

"Qingyun, be careful on the steps." Little Qilin held her hand and reminded her step by step, making Qingyun feel a little guilty for her secret speculation just now.

"Oh, Yuqi is really a little adult. He knows how to take care of his little sister and play with other children." Mrs. Liu was also in a bad mood. When she was in a bad mood, she wanted to make things difficult for the children.

"Didn't you like your sister Zaizai very much last time? Why don't you go play with her today?"

"If you mess with my little girl again, I'll bury you here." Feng Huayang turned around and strode over, raising his voice and saying, "Hurry up and kneel down to lick your Miss Zhou. Oh, it turns out there's no room."

"Eating shit is not as good as eating hot shit." Mrs. Liu couldn't help laughing. She really liked seeing Feng Huayang get angry.

My friend next to me: I didn’t expect you to have such a double-entendre mind…

Mrs. Zhou's face darkened, and she said in a neutral tone, "Children can play with whoever they want. There's no need to force them. We're too busy to handle it."

"Aunt, don't be angry. Qingyun knows. Brother Ayin taught us that this is called alienation. Don't fall into their trap, Aunt." Qingyun hugged Feng Huayang's legs, his voice clear and loud.

Madam Liu's face turned red and white, but she still stiffened her neck and said, "She is so smart at such a young age. No wonder she can fool people. What will happen when she grows up?"

This fighting ability is worthy of recognition. Qingyun is really angry. Why is she so careless and created such a person? It's all cause and effect, all retribution!

"Auntie, don't judge others by yourself. My aunt is very generous and will forgive you." Qingyun smiled sweetly, her voice steady, and she seemed to not care about the previous ridicule.

Feng Huayang feels really relaxed all over now, as if his Ren and Du meridians have been opened. He wishes he could hug Qingyun and give him a couple of kisses right now. Qingyun really has a clever mouth. They really know how to educate their children. He is so proud!

"Little Qilin, let's go down and have some water." Qingyun walked over again, held Little Qilin's hand, and slowly walked down.

Feng Huayang followed behind the two of them and watched over them. She felt countless times happier than if she had won the argument herself. If she cultivated another Wen Geyin, she would have to engage in debates with many scholars when she took him out. She only needed to interrupt them at the right time.