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

Old Mrs. Mo squinted her eyes and thought, this is a big deal.

If things go wrong, it will ruin the reputation of their Mo family. Although they don't care about that at all, Fusheng wants to take the exam to become a student.

But it is absolutely impossible for them to see Jiang Tang living in a big house, eating meat every day, and marrying a nobleman like Chen, the manager of Baiyu Tower.

The Mo Laosi family can only be trampled under their feet.

Old Mrs. Mo didn't say anything, and Mrs. Liu didn't care what was said, after all, it was a serious matter.

Anyway, with Chen around, she believed that Jiang Tang’s new house would be theirs sooner or later.

The roof had just been completed when the weather, which hadn't rained for nearly twenty days, suddenly changed its attitude.

It rained heavily for two days and one night.

The fields were full of water, and when the wind blew hard at night, a large area of ​​corn and wheat fell down.

Every day when Jiang Tang was at home, he could hear the wailing of villagers passing by.

What farmers fear most is rain when harvesting crops. If the wheat falls, the harvest will be greatly lost.

She stood at the door and looked yesterday. Most of the wheat in the village had fallen over, and the corn that was more than one meter tall was blown to one side.

If it continues like this, the water in the canal will overflow.

Jiang Tang was also worried.

Her one acre of land is nourished by the spiritual spring water, so even if the wheat falls over, it will stand up again and the harvest will not be affected.

Maybe by then, the harvest from her one acre of land will be equal to the harvest from two acres of land of the villagers.

Originally, many people in the village were keeping an eye on her, and she was afraid that there would be more troubles by then.

The more Jiang Tang thought about it, the more upset she became. She tied the hem of her skirt around her waist and walked towards Zhou's house with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Sun Cuicui was learning needlework with Old Wang in the house. When she heard a knock on the door, she ran out in the rain.

"Jiang Tang, why don't you stay at home on a rainy day? What are you doing?"

The drizzle covered her eyes, and Sun Cuicui put her hand on her forehead to block the rain.

Jiang Tang also shielded himself from the rain with his hands: "It has been raining for several days in a row and I can't sit still. I want to go to the mountain to see if there are any wild vegetables. I want to borrow your raincoat!"

"The rain is sometimes heavy and sometimes light, and the road on the mountain is difficult to walk on. You'd better stay at home!" Sun Cuicui advised.

Jiang Tang said: "I know what's going on. Just tell me whether you want to lend it to me or not!"

Seeing that she had to go, Sun Cuicui had no choice but to give her her straw raincoat and lend her a sharp sickle.

I repeatedly told her not to go into the mountains and to come back early.

Jiang Tang agreed perfunctorily and went home to tell Mo Jingchun to lock the door from the inside after she left and not to open it no matter who came from the village.

Although there was no furniture in the house, the roof was finished and the doors and windows were installed.

No matter how heavy the rain is, it won't rain inside the house.

After the rain, the four of them each had a room.

The last time Mo Jingchun taught Mo Yijun a lesson, the little girl always felt that it was Jiang Tang who said bad things about her behind her back. Not only did she hate her, she was also angry with Mo Jingchun.

These days she slept alone in her room during the day and slept only with Mo Jingnian at night.

Jiang Tang saw with her own eyes that Mo Jingchun tried to coax her several times, but Mo Yijun always ignored him.

An expression that said, "I just don't forgive you, what can you do to me?"

Mo Yijun ignored Jiang Tang, and Jiang Tang ignored her too.

She would not actively bully the three of them, but that didn't mean she was easy to bully.

Jiang Tang told Mo Jingchun to close the door after she left.

Mo Jingchun frowned: "I'll go with you!"

"No, it's raining too hard and we don't have any extra raincoats for you. You'll catch a cold. I'll be back soon!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yijun lowered his wide eyes.

"My little sister said there is ginseng in the mountains. We have been busy building the house these days and haven't been to the mountains. Let's go down and look for it carefully. Maybe we can find ginseng!"

"We still have not paid off the money we owe to Shopkeeper Chen, and we need to buy more furniture for the house. We three brothers and sisters cannot be supported by one person!"

He paused and said, "Actually, you have nothing to do with us. Even if you don't support us, no one will say anything to you!"

He said this to Sister Jun.

Jiang Tang was surprised, but soon felt indescribable discomfort.

She thought Mo Jingchun was the most sensible one. He taught Sister Jun a lesson two days ago and he really cared about her.

It turned out that she was just being overly sentimental. She wanted to lead them to a good life, but in fact, they didn't consider her as a family member at all.

If Mo Jingchun had the ability to support the three of them, they would definitely not rely on her.

More expectation, more disappointment.

Jiang Tang looked outside and saw that the rain seemed to have subsided a little. He thought for a moment and said, "Forget it. You should stay at home. If anything happens to you, I won't be able to explain to Brother Nian!"

After saying that, Jiang Tang didn't give Mo Jingchun a chance to speak. He put the sickle in the backpack, put on his straw hat and went out.

The roads in the countryside are all dirt roads and there is no heavy objects running over them.

When there is wind, dust will be blown up; when it rains, it will be muddy and restless.

There are puddles of varying depths everywhere.

Some villagers braved the rain to drain water from the fields into the canal, while others picked up the corn that was blown by the wind.

Jiang Tang walked with his head down and soon reached the halfway point of the mountain.

The weather here is not like that in the south. It rains when it's supposed to, and sometimes it rains continuously.

It may not rain here once a month, and heavy rain like this one may only happen once a year.

With the nourishment of water, the grass on the mountain was full of water and grew wildly.

Looking around, it's all green.

Jiang Tang found a big tree to rest for a while, then went to the place where he had picked wood ears and discovered mushrooms before.

Sure enough, mushrooms of all sizes popped up like bamboo shoots after the rain.

It makes people happy.

Jiang Tang remembered Mo Jingchun's words and picked mushrooms while trying to see if he could find the Ganoderma lucidum of life.

In Jiang Tang's impression, this thing can only be found in the deep mountains and forests of the Northeast.

In such a barren and desolate place like theirs, the most common things are astragalus, plantain, etc.

The backpack was almost full, but there was no sign of ginseng or Ganoderma lucidum.

But I heard the sound of sheep bleating.

At first Jiang Tang thought he had heard it wrong.

She listened carefully for a long time and confirmed that the sheep's cry came from the front.

Jiang Tang climbed up the slope and took a look.

The weeds in front are more than one meter high and are moving all the time.

The sound came from over there.

Jiang Tang placed the backpack under the big tree and ran over impatiently with the sickle in hand.

She was really lucky. Although she didn't find ginseng or Ganoderma lucidum, she did find sheep.

She hasn't eaten mutton once since she came here.

The thought of eating lamb with your hands and pouring sauce over it makes me happy.

Jiang Tang's saliva was about to flow.

She seemed to see the lamb waving at her.

"has a problem!"

It was only five meters away from that place.

Mo Jingchun's cold voice appeared behind Jiang Tang.

Jiang Tang was so scared that he dropped his sickle on the ground and almost hurt his instep.

"How did you..."

"Stop talking and leave quickly!"

Mo Jingchun put his finger to his lips and hushed, then grabbed Jiang Tang's sleeve and ran downstairs.

He didn't even have time to pick up the sickle.