Dressed as a villain's stepmother, I use spiritual springs to raise cubs

Mr. Qian vomited blood and was sent back to the room.

Xia Bai'an healed him again inside.

Outside the door, the rain was falling like a curtain, Qian Mingshu stood in front of the door, his fist was smashed on the pillar again and again, dripping with blood, he still refused to stop, muttering to himself.

"I'm so useless... I can't do anything. Without you and my father, I'm just a waste!"

Liu Pipa looked at him anxiously, her eyes were red, but she didn't dare to stop him.

Mo Che was silent for a long time. He waited until Qian Mingshu fell to the ground and hammered the floor in pain before speaking slowly.

"Many things don't happen overnight. If you were incompetent yesterday, you will be incompetent today, and you will continue to be incompetent tomorrow."

"Then what am I going to do!"

Qian Mingshu yelled hysterically. When he looked up, he could still see the guards standing at the entrance of the dungeon.

In the current dungeon, one of his elder brothers and two sister-in-laws have been escorted to be locked up inside.

There is another brother who will be sent to Caishikou and beheaded soon.

Even his one and only father was already in a hurry and vomiting blood.

What else can he do?

Qian Mingshu was at a loss, and didn't know what he should do for a while.

But Mo Che said: "After venting, take good care of the family affairs. If you don't know how to learn, ask questions if you don't understand... You can't handle these turmoil, so you can hand them over to others. If you are incompetent, you have to force yourself. It’s just a single-minded mistake.”

After finishing speaking, Mo Che called the butler of the Qian family over on his own, and gave some instructions.

The housekeeper was quite embarrassed: "But the third son is still worried about the family affairs. If he is forced to take care of the affairs of the mansion at this time, I am afraid that he will not be able to do what he wants..."

Mo Che looked at him coldly.

"This huge Qian family can't live a good life without the relatives of the Qian family. It's better to just push the wall and you all go to the mountains to farm."

The butler was ashamed, thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be the same.

Normally, even if Mr. Qian put down the pick, they would still do the job without any problem.

It's just that the person who decides things now has become Qian Mingshu.

The butler wiped the sweat off his forehead, went out to give orders, and then turned back to Mo Che: "Can I invite Mo... oh no, please help the third young master a little?"

"can."

Mo Che spoke lightly, but glanced at Liu Pipa beside him, "Miss Liu has greeted my younger sister's children many times, so I naturally want to explain Miss Liu's confusion."

The butler was stunned for a moment, and then the way he looked at Liu Pipa changed.

Liu Pipa, who can impress Mr. Mo Che, is there really something special about him?

Thinking of this, the housekeeper didn't seem to care about the identity of the other party, but instead saluted respectfully, and hurried down to order someone.

Liu Pipa was also taken aback: "Master, this is..."

"Qian Mingshu has a heart for you, and you also have a heart for Qian Mingshu. Since we love each other, why don't I give it a little push." ​​After Mo Che finished speaking, he looked at Qian Mingshu again, "Just now I wanted to help you, but I said It's Liu Pipa's kindness... I acted like this to tell you that in order to achieve your goal, you don't have to take all the face on yourself, and it is easier to win people's hearts if you give people a little face."

After finishing speaking, Mo Che looked at Liu Pipa again, and smiled with his lips curled up: "Miss Liu, I just heard what I said, and I'm afraid I think I'm a good person, don't you?"

Liu Pipa did not expect that Mo Che could speak and teach so much faster than Xia Bai'an.

But after thinking about it, even though she knew that Mo Che was betraying her own favor, what she said really fit her heart, so she nodded seriously and saluted respectfully: "Young Master is really a master, but he just talks too fast. Can't keep up."

"If you can't keep up, you don't deserve to be my apprentice."

Mo Che said so.

The housekeeper even asked someone to move the table and account book, and asked Qian Mingshu to wait by the door while writing.

Qian Mingshu just understood what Mo Che taught just now, and he quickly got up to look at the account books when he regained consciousness, but his injured hand was shaking non-stop, and even blood was slowly flowing down.

He finally squeezed the brush in his hand.

Mo Che said again: "Wrap up the wound, and the account books at home must not be defiled."

"..."

Liu Pipa was dumb for a moment.

This is a bit too harsh.

Not only did Qian Mingshu not be given a chance to breathe, but even the teaching was so strict.

……

within a door.

Xia Bai'an raised his hand and removed all the modern equipment, feeling that the soil in the space seemed to be a little more fertile, he was a little puzzled.

The old man just fainted in a hurry.

Xia Bai'an returned to the room, only to find that the old man's heart was about to be overwhelmed, so he had to screen everyone away and use the things in the space to keep the old man alive.

After careful inspection, the old man always drinks and smokes frequently.

I'm afraid that if he saves people this time, he will live seven or eight years at most in the future.

Thinking of this, Xia Bai'an didn't have time to look at the strangeness in the sky for the time being, but watched Mr. Qian slowly open his eyes, and then she called the butler to give some instructions, but saw the butler staring at her with a strange expression, puzzled: "The butler Why are you looking at me like this? Could it be that I did something wrong?"

"no no!"

The housekeeper shook his head like a rattle, but was embarrassed to tell Mo Che everything he had done.

Xia Bai'an's eyelids twitched.

If Mo Che really became a teacher, the students wouldn't die in pain.

He is simply a ruthless teaching tool.

"I gonna go see."

"Miss Xia."

Xia Bai'an and Mr. Qian spoke at the same time.

Xia Bai'an's first reaction was naturally to see the patient, so he immediately sat down again, approached Mr. Qian, and asked, "What are your orders?"

"What happened these days is thanks to you and Mr. Mo Che. When the old man and I get better, I will definitely repay the two of you. It's just my second son..."

Mr. Qian made a gesture and wanted to intercede.

She knew that Xia Bai'an and Mo Zhiqian had a lot of friendship in private, maybe?

But Xia Bai'an was stunned for a moment, and looked at him in embarrassment: "Mr. Qian, it's not that I don't help in this matter. No matter how good the relationship between me and Mo Zhiqian is now, matters involving human life are handled in front of the common people." The crimes finalized above cannot be changed, and there is nothing I can do about it."

Hearing this, Mr. Qian's eyes gradually dimmed.

Xia Bai'an stood up again, seeing that the old man seemed to have aged a lot day by day, he still couldn't bear it, so he added a sentence.

"Old man, I would like to ask you to express your condolences... But, don't forget that you still have a good son. If you teach him well, the Qian family will have a good life in the future."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Qian's eyes were filled with tears, and he slammed the bed hard: "It's all my fault... It's all my poor teaching!

I thought I only needed to teach them to make money to live, but... I didn't teach them etiquette, integrity, loyalty and filial piety. To this day, everything is my fault!My fault! "