Reborn as a scavenger mom who turns into a powerful villain

As expected, just as Fengli expected. Wen Mosheng actually used this trick. For those who are not interested in poetry, it is simply too difficult.

Fengli took paper and pen and distributed them to her sister and Fenglianlian.

Feng Qin stared at the paper in a daze. What a fool this Wen Mosheng was. Why not ask an IQ test? It would be good to have a laugh. Why are you putting so much pressure on people? Alas!

Feng Lianlian thought for a moment and said, "The moonlight shines brightly in front of my bed, I look at the frost above with suspicion. I look up at the moon and think of my hometown. I'll hand it in, and you don't even need to write it down!"

"Did you write that? A three-year-old child can read it!" Wen Mosheng gave Feng Lianlian a cold look.

Feng Qin looked at Wen Mosheng: "As long as it's written by myself!"

"Yes, what I want is originality!" Wen Mosheng nodded.

"Any hints?" Feng Lianlian wandered around, looking for a way in. She looked at the couplet posted on the door: Home of Glory! No, only four words. Look at the couplet again: Carry forward the revolutionary tradition and strive for greater glory! No. This has one more word.

She bit the tip of the pen and thought desperately, Wen Mosheng is purely based on who has more ink! No, she must not lose to Feng Qin, otherwise where is her face? She is nearly ten years older than her. Oh! She looked at Feng Qin, oh my god! He has already started writing. No, no, I must get ahead of him. Didn’t he say whoever submits first wins! So she quickly wrote on the paper: "One, two, three, four, five, I love Wen Mosheng. Five, four, three, two, one, Mosheng, I love you!"

Looking at my own poem, this is too explicit. On the other hand, Mo Sheng sat there solemnly and handsomely. Oh my god, if he saw me being so childish, he would definitely laugh to death. I wonder how Feng Qin writes? They are at the same level. I don’t believe that they can write that well?

But I was conflicted. I couldn’t hand in this childish and explicit poem to him! Alas, looking at the few scribbled words on the paper, I didn’t want to hand it in, but I didn’t dare to! Suddenly, I saw Feng Qin stand up and hand the paper he wrote to Wen Mosheng...

"Hey, I've finished writing mine too!" He took a big step forward and threw the piece of paper at Wen Mosheng's face.

Wen Mosheng held the poem written by Feng Qin in his hand. The piece of paper covered his entire face, then floated down slowly and landed gently on his hand.

After a moment of expressionless silence, Wen Mosheng said, "Since two people submitted their papers at the same time, we have to compare the content to see who wrote the better one!"

He picked up the one on the watch and recited: "One, two, three, four, five, I love Wen Mosheng..." Wen Mosheng looked at her.

Oh my god! Feng Lianlian quickly covered her entire face with both hands. It's so embarrassing, please stop reading it, please stop reading it, okay?

Wen Mosheng swallowed his laughter and continued reading.

Fengli is still doing her finger dance...

Feng Qin opened his eyes wide and looked at Feng Lianlian in disbelief. What a bold and explicit confession...

Wen Mosheng: "Five, four, three, two, one, Mosheng, I love you." She was so good at imagining it. Wen Mosheng pursed his lips and said, "Hmm, it's written quite smoothly!"

After hearing Wen Mosheng's praise, Feng Lianlian forgot her shyness and finally stopped covering her face. "Really? Really? Thank you! Thank you!" Hey! I didn't expect writing poetry to be so easy, just saying something random can do it. "Let's see how Feng Qin writes!" Maybe they are about the same! She thought so in her heart. She is the same as herself, at most she graduated from high school!

Wen Mosheng slowly moved the paper from the bottom to the top.

Feng Qin was getting nervous. She wondered if the poem she wrote last night was suitable for a love poem. She didn't know how Wen Mosheng would evaluate her poem.

Wen Mosheng started reciting again. Feng Qin's face flushed with shame, and she quickly covered her face. It was the first time she wrote a poem about missing him, and he read it out loud. This was too embarrassing.

"There is a river in front of my door, where does it go? It is like my longing for you, to where you are."

Comparing the surging river to longing, although a little ordinary, is obviously more poetic than the previous one. Nodding. "This one is more poetic than the previous one!"

Feng Qin was so embarrassed after hearing Wen Mosheng's praise that she didn't know where to hide. Seeing her sister standing there dancing with her fingers, she couldn't help stamping her feet and shouting, "Sister——" She hid here and there but couldn't find a place to hide, so she dived into Feng Li's arms. She was more than half a head taller than her sister. This posture was bent over.

Wen Mosheng thought this guy was quite cute.

Feng Lianlian sighed. She didn't expect that she would lose. She should run away quickly. Why should she embarrass herself here? She ran away.

When she ran to the gate, she thought of having to get her embarrassing manuscript back quickly, so she hurried back, covered her face with her hands in Wen Mosheng's hand, picked up the one she had written, and turned and ran away.

Wen Mosheng couldn't help laughing as he looked at her from behind. He never thought that rural girls were more interesting than those in the city! !

Feng Li smiled and touched Feng Qin's head: "What are you doing? You are so heavy! You are such a grown-up. Why are you still acting like a child?"

"Sister, this is so embarrassing. Let me hide here for a while." Feng Qin still snuggled into Feng Li's arms.

"Isn't this the emperor's new clothes? What can you hide under? You might as well hide under the quilt where no one can see you." Feng Li was so angry that she laughed.

"Ah? Why didn't you say it earlier!" Feng Qin quickly turned around and ran into the room...

Wen Mosheng laughed, "Why are you hiding? Let's go to the stage. Let's go." She is really a little girl, so shy...

Finally, the Dragon Boat Festival arrived. The exciting moment arrived. Feng Li and her family went. Feng Lianlian stopped their car on the wheat field.

"I want to take a look too, is that okay?"

Since ancient times, daughters have been infatuated with their mothers, but there is no lover in the world. If the heart does not stop flowing into the Yellow River, how can the waves be as wild as the love is long?

"Go to my brother's place!" There were no seats left in Fengli's car.

"Okay!" Feng Lianlian ran to Fenghua's truck behind.

Second aunt and second aunt ran out of the house and saw Feng Lianlian get into Feng Hua's car, so they ran over to stop Feng Li's car.

"Are we going to watch the dragon boat race? I want to go too!"

Fengli grinned and said, "Okay, then you guys can sit on the roof!"

Second aunt and second aunt looked at each other and said, "Fengli, my dear niece, stop joking. There is no place to sit on the roof of this car. Open the door and let us squeeze in the car."

Feng Li smiled and said, "Since you guys are here, we can't go. If you really want to go, can't you just ride your own motorcycle? Why do you have to get everyone to go?"

Second Aunt and the others knew that traffic on the roads was very busy during the holidays. Overloading would result in fines and deductions, so wouldn't this cause more traffic congestion for Fengli?

"Hey, hey, okay! Then you wait for us."

The two turned around and ran into the house. They thought Fengli had great luck. Wherever they followed her, they would have good luck.

Feng Li saw the two of them run into the house, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped towards Provincial Highway 336...

By the time the second aunt and second aunt pulled out their motorcycles, the two motorcycles had already disappeared...

"Feng Li, you damn girl, why didn't you wait for me——"

The screams of Second Aunt and Second Aunt, like those of a pig being slaughtered, were floating in the air in Hongpo Village...