Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

What Bai Zimo said made people laugh and cry, how could the little guy be so...

Xuanyuan Tong's face flushed red: "Mo Mo, the three of us must earn more together..."

"Why don't you open a shop together with Sister Ying. Let's make different sweets..." Bai Zimo rolled his eyes, thinking about it.

Sister Xuanyuantong: "..."

Despised or rejected?

"Mother, I can't open a drug store?" Mu Wanqing was eager to try, wanting to show her talents.

"Yes, but you are not allowed to sell poison fans..." Mo Qingcheng gave Mu Wanqing a meaningful look.

The little girl nodded like a pest: "Qing'er will keep in mind what mother said."

The little girl grinned and planned to open the medicine store.

"Mother, shall I sell our special products?" Shangguan Yunxi was not far behind: "Such as chili sauce, bacon..."

Mu Yunchuan opened his mouth: "Mother, I'll talk about it later..." Mechanism skills are not so easy to overcome, but... a small business should be okay.

"Okay, you all have to think about it when you go back. How to open it? How to manage it? How many people are needed? Mother, make a budget, and don't favor one over another..."

The children nodded one after another, and Bai Yueniang sighed: "Sister Mo, I seem to be free?"

"What did Yue'er say? You are indispensable for the construction of Ruyi Town. You will be responsible for the house and the greenhouse, and my sister will be responsible for the fields and the construction of Ruyi Manor..."

Mo Qingcheng is also a bit above: "Since the implementation of the point system, almost no one has settled down..."

"Sister Mo, is it because our conditions are too harsh, are you just reading a joke?" Bai Yueniang became worried, and construction was about to start. An empty manor, so to speak, is not beautiful, how can it be broken?

"Yue'er, I really want to settle down, but in fact I only have to wait for three to five months..." Mo Qingcheng's eyes flickered slightly: "If not, the door is opened, and the follow-up cannot be managed, and various problems will arise..."

"Sister Mo, I'm thinking wrong..." Bai Yueniang shook her head: "It's agreed, let me collect the rent, hehe... I want to be a happy charter woman!"

Everyone laughed together, and the town made a unified plan. Except for the original residents of Ruyi Village to buy land and build houses, other towns will be built into characteristic towns, and trees and flowers will be planted to build roads...

Mo Qingcheng's eyes lit up. If he wanted to build roads first, the cement formula had already been engraved in his mind.

On August [-]th, early in the morning, bricklayers sent by the government came to Ruyi Town in mighty force to build a house for Mrs. Ruyi. This incident caused an uproar in Ningyuan County.

Some people are envious, so naturally some people are jealous, no, Liu Yuan's family, when Liu Qianqian heard the news, she was so angry that she threw the vase on the table to the ground.

"Bitch! Little bitch! Foxy! Why? How could such a good thing happen to that bitch?"

Liu Qianqian yelled and slammed the things on the table, while the two maids stood aside, huddled together, not daring to make a sound, for fear of harming Chi Yu.

Originally thinking that she would be able to escape a catastrophe, Liu Qianqian became more and more angry: "Are you all dead?"

"Miss, please forgive me!"

"Miss, it's all the servant's fault!"

The little girl knelt on the ground with a plop, feeling uneasy, and secretly greeted Liu Qianqian's eighteen generations of ancestors, and her mood improved a little.

Liu Qianqian's eyes were stern, and she kicked her two feet alone: ​​"Trash, why don't you get out of here quickly? This lady gives me a headache just looking at it."

The two little maids looked at each other, and rolled away in a blink of an eye, Liu Qianqian's face was livid with anger.

"Hey, what happened to my sister Qian?"

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Everyone, I'm sorry, I can only make two updates today, and I have time to make up for it on the weekend, okay?