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

Seeing him sitting there in a daze, Mo Xue thought he was an uncle after all, briefly explained the situation at home, and then introduced the uncles behind him one by one.

Unexpectedly, when Tang Song heard that these people used to be hooligans, he suddenly gritted his teeth and dropped the sweet potato.

"What kind of a good person can be with the hooligans! I think you just want to understand what happened back then, and then kill me to silence it!"

The sweet potato rolls out.

It was standing next to two pairs of muddy shoes.

Qian Mingshu was still holding a shovel in his hand, and he was furious when he heard this.

"Who the hell are you calling a hooligan? We have long since rehabilitated!"

"Hey, calm down!"

Xia Bai'an quickly pulled Qian Mingshu away and comforted him, "Not only have you turned your back on evil, but you have also lost a lot of fat. Now you look like a handsome young man with an outstanding temperament and a broad mind. You will definitely not argue with ignorant young people. of."

This is a shovel, and if you strike it down, it will kill you!

Qian Mingshu was barely stopped, panting, stooped to pick up the sweet potato, and threw it to Ergou for Wenwen.

Tang Song was taken aback by this battle, but seeing Xia Bai'an walking towards him again, he added a sentence.

"You are still rushing to become someone's stepmother, I'm afraid you are coveting other people's property. I think you are a blood-sucking bug like your father, so open your eyes!"

Xia Bai'an had bruised veins on his forehead. She and Qian Mingshu had just finished finishing the shed and fields with difficulty, and they were tired and irritable. Hearing this, she squeezed the shovel in her hand tightly.

This time, the money exchange book tugged at her: "Calm down, he's just a child! This shovel will kill someone!"

A group of people messed up.

Mo Xue quickly covered Tang Song's mouth with a handkerchief: "Don't talk nonsense."

When Xia Bai'an and Qian Mingshu calmed down, Ergou also left with the others. Before leaving, the whole table was removed, ready to continue playing outside.

Qian Mingshu felt angry when he saw it, and followed them out to teach them a lesson.

"I asked you to play with the children, why did you play on your own! Why did I accept you as a group of troublemakers..."

Xia Bai'an silently closed the door.

She let out a long sigh, walked slowly to the side of the bed, and carried Mo Xue back into her arms.

"What happened more than ten years ago is too long ago, I can't tell the truth, and I can't just listen to your one-sided words, but no matter what the elders did, you and I are innocent, I hope you don't blame me .”

"Why can't you vent your anger?"

Tang Song snorted coldly, looked at Xia Bai'an's brocade clothes, and then at his dirty clothes, "Your family is stepping on the bones of my parents and living a good life! But I can only live a happy life!" Your family owes me to live with my mother-in-law in the poor street, so don't you allow me to hate you!"

Tang Song bounced off the bed excitedly, looking at Xia Bai'an with red eyes.

But Xia Bai'an's gaze was still as calm as water.

She didn't really feel anything about it.

Ten years ago, she wasn't in this world at all, and what happened had nothing to do with her, so she didn't have to worry about it.

But now listening to Tang Song's words, she was a little angry instead.

Xia Bai'an seldom tolerated her emotions, so the next moment, she hugged Mo Xue tightly with one hand, grabbed Tang Song's collar with the other, and approached him.

"Of course you can hate and vent your anger.

But the fact that you and your mother-in-law can only live in the poor street has nothing to do with the Xia family.The Xia family has been around Qingshan Town all year round, and they don't communicate with the capital at all. Maybe they don't know your existence at all, and they can't trip you up.

And you look down, you have healthy limbs, even if you go to work on the docks, or go to serve tea and water in restaurants, as long as you can do the above points, you will not end up in the end of your current home. "

She spoke every word extremely slowly.

It was like a blunt knife slowly scraping across Tang Song's heart.

Tang Song's lips trembled, and he couldn't refute for a while, but Xia Bai'an shook him off and hugged Mo Xue: "You can distrust me and blame me for the hatred of the past, but your fate is so miserable, don't you see me?" The only reason for Xia Yuan Anmei's murder is because you are addicted to hatred but do nothing.

If you really want to take revenge, then try it with your hands, you will only talk, and you will get nothing! "

After saying this, she walked out with Mo Xue in her arms, and told Qian Mingshu and others to keep an eye on her.

Mo Xue leaned against Xia Bai'an's arms, looked at the faint anger in Xia Bai'an's eyes, and said in a low voice.

"Mother, if your parents really killed his parents, would you still be so righteous?"

"Of course I will. I didn't kill his parents, nor did I stop him from living a good life on his own. Why should people who are addicted to the past accuse me instead? I work hard every day to live."

Xia Bai'an even pursed his lips, and hid in Mo Xue's neck and rubbed gently.

Mo Xue was itchy from being rubbed, and hugged Xia Bai'an with a smile.

"It's really like what a mother would say."

"What about Xue'er, if Xue'er encounters such a thing, will she treat Tang Song with guilt, or will she ruthlessly drive him out of the house?" Xia Bai'an asked her suddenly.

Mo Xue didn't hesitate: "Keep it if it's useful, and throw it away if it's not."

"..."

How can a five-year-old child say such terrible things with such a cute voice.

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in the room.

Qian Mingshu came back with someone.

Liu Pipa heard that Tang Song hadn't eaten, so he specially brought a hot meal and put it in Tang Song's hand.

Tang Song remained silent and did not prepare to eat.

Liu Pipa quickly said: "If you want to take revenge, you have to live yourself to kill the enemy. Only here you are acting like a child, and it can't change anything."

Tang Song raised his eyes: "Who are you?"

Liu Pipa glanced at Tang Song lightly.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you should think about what you should do next."

"Pipa is right."

Qian Mingshu followed suit, and unlike Xia Bai'an who was so used to Tang Song, he went out to discuss things with Liu Pipa first.

Tang Song glanced at the steaming hot food, hesitated again and again, and moved his chopsticks.

Outside the door, both Qian Mingshu and Liu Pipa were going to pretend that they didn't hear about Xin Mi from Xia Bai'an's family, so they pretended not to know.

And Xia Bai'an sent Mo Xue to Wutong Pavilion to practice calligraphy, and when he came back, he saw the two of them standing in front of the door.

"How's Tang Song doing?" she asked.

"That kid looks like a thorn, what do you want to do with him next?"

"I'm going to take him to Chizhuang tomorrow, maybe he will know something."

After Xia Bai'an finished speaking, he had ordered people to prepare.

When Mo Che learned of her plan, he just ordered: "Take Wuyue. Also, Chizhuang has almost changed, Tang Song may not recognize it."

"Whether I recognize it or not is another matter. I just found out that he really knows something, and I just want to win his trust."

As Xia Bai'an said, leaning over to Mo Che with one hand on the table, he smiled slightly, "Xue'er taught me this. If it is useful, I will keep it. If it is useless, there is no need to stay at home." It's taking up space."