Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Mo Qingcheng's head was full of black lines, and he hugged Bai Zimo in his arms: "Little greedy cat, can't you bear it?"

"Woo... Mo Mo is so hungry..." The little guy was full of tears, soft and cute, which made people feel distressed.

"Okay, mother feeds you."

"Really? Mother is so kind!" Bai Zimo hugged Mo Qingcheng's neck, and kissed her on the cheek, smiling through his tears.

Everyone: "..."

What we see must be illusions. Shangguan Yichen has no expression on his face. If we look carefully, we will definitely find the fleeting irritability in the little boy's eyes.Can't it be normal?Isn't it rice crust fish?

Bai Zimo took two mouthfuls first, then clapped his little hands excitedly, chattering non-stop.

When the crispy fish was served on the table, it touched the buds that had dried up for a long time. Shangguan Yichen was severely beaten in the face and ate a third more than usual.

"Eat less, there will be fat intestines in a while..." The corners of Mo Qingcheng's mouth curled up, the fire was already in the pot, and he waited for half an hour before he could fight again.

Bai Zimo's eyes lit up for an instant, and the next second he looked at Mo Qingcheng bitterly: "Mother, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"You don't understand the world of foodies..." Mu Yunchuan had an inscrutable expression on his face.

Shangguan Yunxi rolled her eyes: "Fourth brother, pretend to be thirteen, it's almost enough..."

"Second sister, there's no need to reason. Some people just eat from the pot and occupy the bowl, and still talk about it in a high-sounding way." Mu Wanqing gave her own brother a sideways look, with disgust on her face.

Mo Qingcheng gave a thumbs up: "Our Qing'er is very knowledgeable and talented."

"Mother..." Mu Wanqing blushed, "When will you teach Qing'er how to make poison?"

"puff!"

"Cough cough..."

Several little ones joined forces to oppose, Qing'er's sister (sister) had a deep knowledge of Master Hu's true biography, and the poisonous powder produced by her was almost fatal.

Mu Wanqing pouted: "Hmph, who do you look down on? Don't beg me for this girl to become a famous poison doctor..."

A gleam of light flashed in Mo Qingcheng's eyes, tsk tsk, I can carry forward my poison skills, Qing'er is eccentric, and she is a good candidate for a master of poison medicine.

Mu Wanqing took a sneak peek at Mu Qingcheng, thinking about it...

Half an hour later, the wind stopped and the rain suddenly stopped. The villagers got out of the bamboo huts and were busy cooking. They were suddenly attracted by a burst of aroma, and some even salivated.

Mother, who's pot, why do you want to take it home secretly, do you have it?

Everyone found that the fragrance was coming from the courtyard of Mrs. Mo's house. Liu Cuihua slapped her thigh and said, "Mother, you wait, my daughter-in-law is going to find some delicious food from Mrs. Mo's."

"Baby, come back quickly." Li Changgeng blushed, the mother-in-law was ashamed and he was ashamed.

"Hey, what are you afraid of? In the future, if our family has delicious food, we can also send it to her family? How about helping his family open up wasteland." Liu Cuihua left a sentence and disappeared in a flash.

Grandma Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Chang Geng, this is the friendship between mother-in-law and mother-in-law. Don't interfere any more. You don't want Cuihua to make a decent friend? Maybe it will bring great changes to our family."

"That's right, Dad, are you too old-fashioned?" Li Yuanlin sneered, Dad was good at everything, but he was a dead-headed one.

"Stinky boy, is it itchy? Hurry up and go to work." Li Changgeng stared, and Li Yuanlin ran out of the house with a whoosh.

"Grandma, it's raining and the road is slippery. I'm going to pick up my mother..."

"You son of a bitch, don't come back if you have the ability!" Behind him, Li Changgeng was furious, and he was so mad at his father and me.

Liu Cuihua didn't pay attention, her mood was flying, and she almost collided with the person opposite.

"Ouch……"