After becoming a vicious stepmother, the villain cub is super clingy

"Master, Uncle Chen is not fooling you. You will know my mother's cooking skills once you have tasted it!" Mo Jingchun spoke calmly on behalf of Shopkeeper Chen.

Wu Tong glanced at Mo Jingchun: "How old are you?"

"Six and a half!"

“But you can write!”

"meeting!"

The housekeeper at the side brought writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone.

"Just write about my yard. Write whatever you see!"

Wu Tong took a pair of bowls and chopsticks and picked up a little bit of each dish: "Send it to Madam to try. If it doesn't taste good, Madam will throw it away and feed it to the dogs!"

"What my mother cooks must be delicious!" Mo Jingnian said in a firm voice.

"You did this!"

Wu Tong threw a set of test papers to him.

Mo Jingnian picked it up and looked at it carefully in his hand.

Wu Tong crossed his legs and ate slowly.

Everything he ate was amazing.

In addition to crucian carp and tofu soup, the others are some of the most commonly eaten dishes by the country people here.

The taste of the spicy and sour cabbage is similar to that of Baiyulou. This stir-fried rice must have been made by an old woman.

The crucian carp and tofu soup should have been made by that girl. The taste is completely different from that of Baiyu Tower.

It’s even better than the one in Baiyulou.

He couldn't describe how delicious it was, but it made him feel comfortable all over his body after eating it, and he wanted to eat more.

Wu Tong was only focused on eating the vegetables and didn't even take a few bites of rice.

The butler over there brought another empty bowl: "Master, Madam said that today's meal is very delicious, another bowl!"

Wu Tong quickly asked the housekeeper to bring another bowl to his wife.

As a result, he didn't have much.

Wu Tong was happy.

"mean!"

Wu Tong said to Shopkeeper Chen in a bad mood: "You old man, didn't you tell me that I have a big appetite?"

Shopkeeper Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I didn't expect you to be such a big eater!"

Four dishes are quite a lot, and they were all made by the girl herself. I don’t know how many good things she added to them.

He had known that girl for so long, but he had never eaten anything so delicious.

Wu Tong tapped his chopsticks and said, "Starting tomorrow, those two guys don't need to bring any food. They must bring me one portion. Four dishes and one soup every day!"

"As long as it's made by that fat girl, it will do, and it has to taste like this!"

Shopkeeper Chen turned around and looked at the two children who were writing their test papers seriously.

"Master, I've finished writing!"

Mo Jingchun and Mo Jingnian finished their test papers at the same time.

Wu Tong threw it on the table beside him without even looking at it: "Go, go, go, go back quickly, don't delay my meal!"

When Jiang Tang saw the three people coming out, he rushed over and asked, "How are Brother Chun and Brother Nian? Did the old man take you in?"

The three of them frowned and looked at her with complicated expressions.

Jiang Tang was immediately certain that they must have failed.

She hugged one of them and comforted him, "If you can't pass, then you can't pass. There are two more academies in this town, but they have some antiques. You two can go and have a look!"

"If you don't like any of them, we can go to the county town. There will always be a suitable one!"

Shopkeeper Chen looked at Jiang Tang with a higher opinion again.

If other people encountered this situation, they would either stop their children from studying or just make do in town.

Jiang Tang had already thought about letting them go to the county town to study.

Thinking about it carefully, Jiang Tang seemed to have never said in front of him how hard it was to raise a child or that she didn't want to raise a child.

"Mom, the Master accepted us!"

"what!"

Jiang Tang knocked him on the head: "Then why are you frowning? You were unhappy when you couldn't read, so why are you unhappy now that you have books to read!"

"Mo Jingchun!"

Jiang Tang called him by his full name: "You are a six-year-old child, and children should behave like children. I don't like you frowning!"

Mo Jingchun curled the corners of his mouth.

Mo Jingnian grinned, revealing his white teeth.

Jiang Tang rubbed their heads and said, "That's pretty good!"

"Come on, let's go to town and buy some meat dumplings to celebrate the fact that you two will have books to read in the future!"

On the way back, Mo Jingchun told Jiang Tang about Wu Tong's request.

Jiang Tang assured him: "I am afraid he won't accept our things!"

"If he doesn't teach you well in the future, Mom won't let him cook!"

Manager Chen, who was driving the carriage, shuddered. Only this girl would dare to think like this.

Mo Jingnian saw two wooden barrels in the carriage, and Jiang Tang covered his mouth before he could say anything.

Jiang Tang silently mouthed to them: "This is our secret!"

Mo Jingchun and Mo Jingnian looked at each other, and they both sat over and blocked the wooden barrel with their bodies.

Until they arrived at Baiyu Tower and Manager Chen handed the carriage to Zhou Baofeng, he did not notice that there were two more wooden barrels on the carriage.

Mo Jingchun was indescribably happy to have books to read.

He has loved reading since he was a child. When his father was still alive, he always hugged him and said that he would send him to school when he grew up.

As smart as he is, he must be a good student.

Maybe I can rely on him to enjoy a good life in the future.

But Dad passed away suddenly. Mom used to beat and scold them, wishing they would die.

His desire to study was hidden deep in his heart little by little.

The first time his mother said that she would let them go to school when they had money, he didn't take it to heart.

The second time his mother said that he was a little moved, and the third time she said it, he had some confidence.

But every time when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, he told himself not to have too high expectations.

More expectation, more disappointment.

A few days ago, his younger sister took him to Qian's house to catch chickens, and he saw Mo Fusheng sitting in the yard reading a book.

Mo Fusheng was dozing off while studying. If someone like him could pass the examination to become a Tongsheng, he would surely be able to pass if he could study.

If he passed the exam, his mother's reputation in the village would change, and their family would have a better life in the future.

If he studies hard, he may be able to pass the imperial examination and become a scholar in three years. He can continue to move up in this direction.

My younger brothers and sisters’ lives will definitely get better, and mom won’t have to work so hard every day.

But the premise of all this is that he can read.

After all, mother did not let them down, and this day finally came.

Mo Jingchun felt that the wind today was sweet.

Zhou Baofeng looked back several times and saw Mo Jingchun smiling.

"Chun, are you happy?"

"Ok!"

Zhou Baofeng sighed: "I'm happy for you too. You and Brother Nian are smart. You will definitely pass the exam and become a scholar in the future!"

Zhou Baofeng laughed as he spoke: "Brother Chun, when your aunt Cui's children are born, can you teach them to read and write?"

Having suffered from illiteracy himself, Zhou Baofeng dreamed of letting his children go to school in the future.

"Ok!"

Hearing Chun Ge's agreement, Zhou Baofeng couldn't stop smiling.

He cracked his whip and the horse broke into a gallop.

The wind blew more violently.

Jiang Tang couldn't help but reach out his hand.

"Stop!" As soon as they arrived under the saxaul tree, Old Mrs. Mo stopped the carriage.

Zhou Baofeng pulled the reins hard to prevent the horse from stepping on Old Mrs. Mo.

"What are you doing!" Zhou Baofeng shouted with a pale face, "If this horse stepped on you, you would be dead now!"

"Bullshit, even if you die, I won't die!"