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

"For a while, the matter of your parents cannot be directly reported to the government. These days, you will stay in the pool and follow the guys to learn some crafting skills and earn some money."

Xia Bai'an told Tang Song of his arrangement.

Tang Song wiped the sweat off his brow, crawled out from the pile of logs, frowning.

"I knew you would not help me. After all, you are the daughter of Xia Yuan and An Mei. How could you be willing to send your parents to Caishikou to beheaded. But I am not going to stay with you. I want to take Let mother-in-law leave the capital."

"You've already told me the story, aren't you afraid that I will really cover up Xia Yuan Anmei and kill you?" Xia Bai'an slightly raised his eyebrows.

"I just told the story, and you can't guarantee that I don't have other evidence, and you can't guarantee whether other people know these things besides me. Compared to killing me, a little poor man, isn't it? It is more important to keep me alive and dig out the evidence in my hand."

Tang Song brushed off the sawdust on his body, and looked at Xia Bai'an coldly, "If you want to separate me from my mother-in-law, if you want to use her to threaten me, we will die."

"..."

This child obviously can't do anything, but his mind is as cunning as Xia Yuan.

Xia Bai'an has a headache.

"Personal evidence and physical evidence are indispensable. The only people who knew about the incident back then were probably you and your mother-in-law. Even if the rest of you hold physical evidence, it's not enough evidence."

Mo Che's voice came along with the sound of the long knife being unsheathed.

Xia Bai'an turned sideways, the cold blade in Mo Che's hand almost passed her eyes, and landed on Tang Song's neck with lightning speed.

Tang Song's body froze instantly, feeling the fine killing intent enveloping him like a spider's web.

And Mo Che looked at him coldly.

"You have no chance of overturning the case. If Xia Bai'an really wants to cover up Xia Yuan Anmei, I'll kill you here, and then use my official position to suppress you. Do you think the death of your parents can turn over the story?"

"you……"

Tang Song's tongue was tied and he was speechless for a long time.

Seeing that Tang Song was indeed frightened, Xia Bai'an felt helpless.

This child... is cunning, but he is not as smart as Mo Che.

and……

"Although I am the daughter of Xia Yuan and An Mei, they treat me as an enemy, how can I protect them. I keep you, but I hope that apart from taking revenge, you can learn some ways to settle down You can live a good life in the future. After all, you are my cousin in name, and I don't want you to continue doing sneaky things."

Xia Bai'an spoke sincerely, while hugging Mo Che's arm, he only told him, "If you don't want to work, you can go back to your house for the New Year. After the New Year is over, I won't raise you for nothing. No matter how much you work, how much you eat. "

After speaking, Xia Bai'an walked out with his arms around Mo Che.

Tang Song stood on the spot, touched his neck with lingering fear, recalled the dense bones he saw just now, and recalled every word Xia Bai'an said to himself.

Maybe, he can try to trust Xia Bai'an?

"Why are you still standing here?"

Li Xiuhong walked towards him with a small burden in her arms, "It looks gloomy today, I'm afraid there will be rain and snow in two days, everyone has to go down the mountain today, wait until the rain and snow pass before going up to work, let's go .”

After speaking, Li Xiuhong waved to him.

Tang Song followed Li Xiuhong step by step, only to see that Li Xiuhong's hands were covered with thin calluses, and her skin was not as smooth as Xia Bai'an's, and she didn't look like a lady in the capital.

He rolled his eyes, followed Li Xiuhong, and asked her: "Are you Xia Bai'an's maid?"

"No, when we lived in Yunmai Village, our two families were neighbors. Now she takes me to make money, so I call her sister."

"Yunmai Village? Can you tell me... the story of my sister?" Tang Song stuttered before reading out the word "sister".

Li Xiuhong only thought that he wanted to get to know his relatives, and frankly invited him to the carriage behind to discuss this matter.

Mo Che heard with the tips of his ears: "Tang Song is indeed as cunning as the Xia family."

Xia Bai'an took him by the hand and got into the carriage: "Let him think about it, young people at this time are rebellious. When Qian'er and the others grow up to this age, even their parents will rebel."

"No." Mo Che pulled her up and put his arms around her waist firmly.

Xia Bai'an posted it quietly, and pulled him into the carriage instead, and said with a smile: "Life without rebellious period is boring, and there is nothing wrong with disobeying your parents."

"You're always right."

"of course."

Xia Bai'an put down the curtain with a smile, but remembered that Mo Che would leave the capital soon, and thought about what he should do for his trip in the past two days, as well as preparations for the New Year in the capital.

……

Back to Xiafu.

Tang Song went straight to Granny Liang's room, and both Li Xiuhong and Wu Yue promised to take care of him and watch over him during this time.

Xia Bai'an began to think about what travel things to prepare for Mo Che.

Two days went by without a hitch.

Xia Bai'an made several lists, but Mo Che saw him and pressed down the pen in her hand.

"Bringing so many things on the march, looking for scolding."

"...I have never marched before."

Moreover, she used to rely on her portable space to bring as many things as she could. Even if she was trapped in a snow mountain cave, she still had a lot of medical nutrients and military bedding in her space.

There is no way to store some processed food in the space, not even compressed biscuits, but it can put some things for medical and military purposes, and then there are Lingtian spring water and machinery and equipment.

But basically with these, when she goes to other places, she only needs to bring spare clothes and food, and temporarily store other things in the space.

Naturally, she couldn't understand that those things were really needed for marching.

Mo Che scanned the list in her hand: "Luoyang shovel?"

"I read in the script that says tomb robbery can be used."

"Marching does not require grave robbery."

"Isn't it necessary at all? Haven't you encountered any places worthy of archaeology, by the way..."

Before Xia Bai'an finished speaking, Mo Che threw this list into the brazier.

Xia Bai'an pursed his lips, so Mo Che had no choice but to take him into the main room and watch him pack his luggage seriously.

It's nothing more than some simple clothes and medicines, plus a simple water bag, a burden that can be wrapped around one arm.

Xia Bai'an was dumbfounded: "This counts as luggage? What if you want to do something else on the way?"

"Most of the time I was on my way." Mo Che put the burden on the table, walked over and tapped Xia Bai'an on the forehead, "Only at this time, you look like a rich lady."

Xia Bai'an angrily thumped back lightly.

She was about to argue with Mo Che about the eldest lady, but she caught a glimpse of the gloomy sky outside the window from the corner of her eye and was taken aback for a moment.

"Mo Che, is it snowing?"