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

A lot of time was wasted on Qin Tiansheng.

The pattering rain had also turned into a rare downpour. Before Xia Bai'an could find a few herbal pickers, his clothes were already wet by the splashing rain.

The woman collecting herbs in the dilapidated house stared at her even more coldly.

"Ji Shitang almost covers the sky with one hand in the capital. The people and wealth behind them, how can you, a little captain's wife, be able to weigh them?"

"I also want to see your sincerity, and I only talk to you when I come to the poor street again and again. Next time, don't come to us again. We have already decided to leave the capital and return to our hometown."

The door closed.

Xia Bai stood quietly in the heavy rain, the rain curtain seemed to isolate the world from her.

She had heard such rhetoric more than once.

Maybe it was a disgraced brick mover in the country, staring at her with dark eyes: "We went to the city, and we can't live well, so we might as well stay here."

Or the patient who was permanently disabled after a car accident and was finally gagged with money: "Money can turn ghosts, my leg is nothing."

Even when she passed by the dean's office accidentally, she saw the expensive gifts in the hands of those men in suits and leather shoes.

Think about all these things.

Xia Bai'an just blinked blankly, then left calmly.

The grandma outside the wall sat under the eaves and laughed at her: "Girls in the capital are easy to get lost, heh, I told you not to make fun of yourself."

Seeing her ragged clothes, Xia Bai'an threw some copper coins into the broken bowl in front of her.

"They chose to leave, I chose to stay, there is nothing to lose. I hope you can have a hot meal after the rain stops."

She smiled slightly, turned around and stepped into the rain.

The mother-in-law just stared at her back for a long time, and turned the copper plates in her hands over and over again, until the sound of footsteps stopped beside her.

"She is like a flame, but she is not suitable for that adult."

The owner of the footsteps responded muffledly from under the black robe, and then took the few copper coins from the mother-in-law.

"He is still young, and he doesn't understand the consequences of keeping such a clean person by his side, and he doesn't know that a useless love will only end well, especially those of us who deserve to die."

The mother-in-law raised her head tremblingly, picked up the broken bowl in her hand with her withered fingers, and asked about the shadow in the black robe.

"Can I go back?"

"Of course." The black shadow bent down in the rain and helped the mother-in-law up, "We will go home. The rain is heavy, so I'll watch for him tomorrow."

The mother-in-law nodded, supported the black shadow and disappeared into the heavy rain curtain, without a trace.

the other side.

Xia Bai'an came back disappointed, and returned to the academy. The twins seemed to have finished school. They were sitting in front of the door with tables and chairs set up, practicing calligraphy and reading. When they saw her coming, they didn't move. Instead, they looked into the house.

Xia Bai'an was puzzled. Just as he was about to step up the steps, a cup flew out of it.

Unbiased, right in the forehead.

Xia Bai'an fell with his face up, and before his eyes were squinted by the mud, the first thing he saw was the paper umbrella flying towards the sky.

The two children stood up hastily, but were startled by a light cough in the room, clenched their fists as if in great difficulty, and sat down again.

Xia Bai'an sat in the puddle in a daze.

The forehead that was hit hurt a little, but it was not as painful as the tailbone that landed first.

I don't know what kind of temper this dean has lost.

She curled her lips, but she didn't get up immediately. Instead, she bent one leg, put the other hand lightly on it, half-supported her aching forehead, and looked sideways at the door: "If Mr. Dean hasn't After teaching, just tell me, I won’t bother you, throwing a teacup out would be a shame, it would stain my clothes, and it would be a pain for the servants to clean, it’s really unnecessary.”

Both children looked at her together.

At this time, the bamboo curtain was lifted, and the dean stepped forward with his hands behind his back, looking down at Xia Bai'an who was down the steps.

"Why aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry?" Xia Bai'an asked blankly, then touched his slightly swollen forehead, and drooped his shoulders, "You are a senior that Mo Che respects, and the senior has the heart to teach you, as long as you don't go too far, there is nothing to be angry about. .”

"Isn't it too much for you to fall into the sewage?"

"That's not counting." Xia Bai'an even sat in the rain, shaking off the large sleeve robe, "The fabric of this shirt is priceless, senior, you don't feel sorry for the person who gave it to you, so naturally I don't. Besides, this body of sewage is just right There was a puddle behind me, and it happened to be raining, if it was normal, I would have squatted on my ass at most."

The dean still looked at her coldly: "You are only patient so that the children can study with me."

Xia Bai'an just smiled: "Everyone is a smart person, why bother to tell the truth, as long as you teach me well, I can still sit in the rain for a while longer."

"mother……"

Mo Xue called out distressedly, and wanted to get up.

But the dean stopped her with a look.

Looking at it in the rain, Xia Bai'an always felt that the two children's attitude towards the principal had changed a lot, a little bit of fear, but also a lot of respect.

"They are not your biological children." The dean said suddenly.

"Whether I am my own child has nothing to do with my willingness to love them?"

Xia Bai'an blinked.

The dean took a deep look at her: "Come in, and change clothes in the next room."

What do you mean?

Xia Bai'an was confused and was about to get up, but sat down again and hurriedly shouted: "Senior, wait!"

"What's the matter?"

"The tailbone hurts, I can't get up, can you give me a hand?"

"..."

The dean stared at her with a cold face for a long time, and then walked in angrily, but there was a burst of bold laughter from the study.

Xia Bai'an had no choice but to wait a while before getting up.

Unexpectedly, another person came out of the study.

The Mr. He I met before, that is, Marquis Shi An, stepped into the rain with a smile at this time, and raised his hand to pull her up: "It's just that you, a newborn calf, are not afraid of tigers, and you actually asked the dean to help you."

"Mr. Crane."

Xia Bai'an yelled obediently first, and immediately supported his arm, "Oh, walk slowly, the lower part of the tailbone is almost broken."

"Don't make a lot of noise, and be careful that he smashes your head with a teapot." Mr. He secretly told her.

"..."

What's wrong with this dean!

If it weren't for the fact that the two children will rely on him to teach in the future, and he is still Mo Che's senior.

When the teacup was thrown at her just now, she should have turned her face straight away.

She followed Mr. He into the house, only to find that there was a small room next to it, and the two maids in front of the door were just dressing up for her during the day.

The maids seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and when they saw Xia Bai'an, they pulled him inwardly.

And Mr. He sat beside the dean, and said with a smile, "Why don't you worry about the person Mo Che chooses."

"Did Mo Che choose her?" The dean took the tea set to clean again, and heard Xia Bai'an and the two maids laughing, "She chose Mo Che."