Reborn as a scavenger mom who turns into a powerful villain

Feng Li looked at his love for his face and said with a smile, "Don't panic, don't panic. Even if that layer of skin peels off, your skin will be whiter, right? You don't need to apply sunscreen at all!" As she spoke, she put the paste made from rice washing water left over from a few days ago into a basin, scooped some salt into it, and then mixed it with warm water at about 30 degrees. She took out some gauze and helped Wen Mosheng wipe his face.

Wen Mosheng dodged, glanced at the water in the basin, and asked with a look of disgust: "What is this? Why is it white like rice soup?" Then he sniffed it with his nose, "It seems to have a little smell!"

"This is a secret recipe from the palace! It can remove pollutants and turn ugly water into something better!" Feng Li said unhappily.

Such a strange name, and a secret recipe from the palace? Could it be that this Nong Erya is using it to mess with me? He shook his head and said, "No, no, I'll give it to you!"

"It feels so cool when I put this on my face." Xiao Laba reached out, dipped his hand in the basin of water and kept applying it on his face.

Feng Li looked at her daughter's conceited look and asked him, "Do you want to use it? If not, give it to the children."

Wen Mosheng was still a little confused. He pulled the trumpet away from the basin and said, "Bad baby, I don't know what kind of chemical this is. Your face is so delicate. I'm afraid it might get damaged."

"This is the rice washing water stored by mom! Mom often uses it to wash us!" Tuntun also came up and touched his face!

"What, rice water?" Wen Mosheng was very surprised! "Is this scientific, Nong Erya?"

At this time, Fengli's parents had already brought out the dishes from the kitchen.

"Come, come, eat." Fengli's mother looked at Wen Mosheng in surprise: "Wow, you are so sunburned! Hurry up and wipe it with rice water! It will cool and detoxify! Otherwise, it will hurt when you sleep at night! I didn't expect your skin to be more tender than that of a girl!"

Of course! I take care of it every day! But when he heard that his face would hurt, Wen Mosheng quickly snatched the gauze from Feng Li's hand, dipped it in rice water, and quickly applied it to his face. At this time, Feng Li's cell phone rang.

It was my younger sister Feng Qin who called: "Hello, sister, have you eaten?"

"It's in progress! What's going on? What's the matter?" Feng Li saw her sister pause on the other end of the phone and continued, "If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have something to say, fart quickly! I, your sister, am busy. I have to go to the fields to deliver food later!"

"Well, it's like this. During the New Year, I forgot to ask the names of the handsome dad and the bad dad of the little ones. Can you tell me?"

"Is that it? One is called Liu Duan, the other is called Wen Mosheng! What's the matter?" Although she asked this in her heart, she had already guessed that her sister must be in love.

"Oh, it's the handsome dad Wen Mosheng, and the bad dad is Liu Duan?"

"It's the opposite."

"Oh, I know, I know! By the way!" Feng Qin said carefully on the phone, "Sister, can you secretly give me Wen Mosheng's phone number at night, okay?"

"Why do you have to do it secretly? Isn't it better to do it openly?" Feng Li scolded.

Wen Mosheng was wiping and listening, and he seemed to hear the other party mentioning his name. He wiped and asked again: "Who is it?"

Feng Qin heard a boy asking who it was on the other end of the phone. She was so scared that she quickly asked, "Sister, who is that man who spoke?"

Fengli: "Wen Mosheng!"

"Ah!?" I heard my sister exclaim on the other end of the phone and then hung up with a beep.

"Hey! This girl!" Fengli complained and put the phone into her pocket.

"What's wrong?" Wen Mosheng felt that his face felt much better after applying the rice water.

"Nothing, let's eat!" She was not sure what her sister thought.

When the meal was delivered in the afternoon, Wen Mosheng had disappeared. The people who were turning the soil and repairing the ridges only saw a man in a white shirt with his head bandaged with gauze and a new straw hat on his head following Feng Li, who were delivering the meal together.

They all asked in surprise: "Where is the big boss?"

Wen Mosheng, a second-generation rich man, usually lives a life of luxury and has never experienced such hard work. However, today he chose a different life. He wanted to show that he could be a real man, and he did it for Fengli.

Feng Li, the woman who made him feel restless, was also the one he was determined to protect. He knew that Feng Li did not like those second-generation rich people who only knew how to enjoy life, she preferred men who were responsible and had a sense of responsibility. Therefore, Wen Mosheng decided to change himself and become a responsible man, a man worthy of Feng Li's reliance.

At this time, Wen Mosheng still insisted on coming to the field. His face was wrapped in gauze and he was wearing a pair of sunglasses. He looked a little funny, but he didn't care. He sat on the tiller again and started a new round of work. Although his movements were not as vigorous as in the morning, he was more serious and hardworking.

When the local villagers saw this, they all praised Wen Mosheng's courage and determination. They already knew that this man was the big boss in the morning. He had never done farm work and his face was sunburned the first time he worked, but he was willing to work hard for his pursuit and dream. This spirit made them deeply admire him.

Feng Li was somewhat touched. Seeing Wen Mosheng's serious figure, a warm current surged in her heart. But she gradually saw him as Liu Duan, who was driving the tiller and smiling at her...

Wen Mosheng turned his head and saw Fengli's admiring and fascinated eyes, and his heart was filled with joy! He knew that he was no longer the second-generation rich man who only knew how to enjoy himself, but a man with real responsibility and sense of responsibility. He worked harder and harder.

Tan Bing, Li Ziwen, He Guang and others were eating under the shade of the trees and watching the scene and laughing.

Wen Mosheng seemed to have found his own value and direction in the work in the fields, and he won the admiration of Fengli.

Wen Mosheng, a typical second-generation rich man, lived a life of luxury. Apart from his father's business, his life seemed to be inseparable from various entertainment activities. After helping Fengli turn the fields, he returned to his villa.

The sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, dappling onto Wen Mosheng's face. He had just come out of his own garden, with a little dirt on his face and a piece of gauze wrapped around his head, looking quite disheveled.

"Oh, who is this? Why is there gauze wrapped on his head?" Wen Jiahao, Wen Mosheng's father, had just come out of the study and saw his son standing in the courtyard outside. He couldn't help but ask in surprise.

"Yeah, Mosheng, what's wrong with you?" Shu Ya, Wen Mosheng's mother, also poked her head out, her face full of worry.

Wen Mosheng looked at his parents' nervous expressions and couldn't help but laugh. He waved his hands, trying to ease the atmosphere: "Dad, Mom, don't worry, I'm fine. I just accidentally got a sunburn on my face when I was helping Fengli turn the soil today."

"What? You helped Fengli turn the soil?" Wen Jiahao and Shu Ya exclaimed almost at the same time. They couldn't believe their ears. In their impression, Wen Mosheng had always been a son who had everything he wanted. When had he ever done such dirty and tiring work?