Reborn as a scavenger mom who turns into a powerful villain

Fengli doesn't care about other people's teasing. She just enjoys this kind of atmosphere and being able to share this happiness with everyone.

Her slender fingers gently stroked the hair by her ears, and the breeze blew past, causing her skirt to flutter gently.

At this moment, Liu Duan came up with Qin Yi in his arms. As soon as they appeared, they heard Feng Li chanting poems to the moon.

"Ah! This song is written in a different way. Although it is simple, the artistic conception is profound and long-lasting! Very good!" Qinyi's father clapped his hands in praise. His eyes were full of admiration and he nodded slightly to show his approval.

Qinyi's father was pleasantly surprised by Fengli's talent, and was also happy about the family atmosphere.

His weathered face showed a gratified smile, and his eyes sparkled. When Liu Duan heard this compliment, he was also happy for Feng Li. He wanted to let Qin Yi go and applaud, but Qin Yi would never agree.

She hugged Liu Duan's neck tightly and said coquettishly, "No, I want Duanduan to hold me!" Her eyes were full of willfulness, as if declaring her exclusive rights to Liu Duan.

She couldn't let Liu Duan let her go. She wanted everyone to know that her Duanduan could only applaud her, and no one else could dream of it. Qin Yi thought proudly in her heart: "Look, Duanduan is mine, and no one can take her away."

Her fair arms were tightly around Liu Duan, as if she was afraid that Liu Duan would run away if she let go.

On this quiet night, the watery moonlight sprinkled on the roof, as if covering everything with a layer of silver gauze. The trumpet's quest for favor began again.

Liu Duan was seen holding Qin Yi with a doting look on his face. One hand gently supported Qin Yi's back. That hand was warm and powerful, as if it could hold up a small sky for Qin Yi. The other hand gently stroked her hair, and his fingers shuttled through the soft hair, as if playing a soft piece of music.

Xiao Laba's unyielding spirit instantly surged up in her heart. She ran over quickly with small steps, staring straight at Liu Duan, with bright stars twinkling in her eyes, as if hiding endless expectations, and her little face flushed slightly because of her eagerness, as red as a ripe apple.

As she ran, she waved her hands, drawing cute arcs in the air, and she muttered, "Shame on you, auntie. You still need a hug when you're this old. Handsome daddy should hold the baby."

The little trumpet spoke in a baby voice, and looked so adorable. Liu Tongguo and Qin Yi's parents, who were standing by, couldn't help but burst out laughing when they saw this scene.

Liu Tongguo raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a hearty smile. He reached out and touched the back of his head, stroking his hair with his rough palms. Then he clasped his hands in front of his chest and looked at the children with interest, his eyes full of love and joy.

Qinyi's parents' eyes were full of love. Qinyi's mother smiled and stretched out her hand, gently pointing at Qinyi. Her slender fingers were like tender white scallions, and her movements were gentle and full of love.

Qinyi's mother was so amused by Xiaola's childish words that she turned her eyes to Qinyi and said gently, "Qinyi, come down quickly! Look at how special the moon is tonight!"

However, Qin Yi didn't want to give up her position. She hugged Liu Duan tightly, as if Liu Duan would disappear if she let go, with stubbornness written all over her face. She turned her head and looked at the moon in the sky, saying with disdain: "What's so special about this moon? It looks like a burnt egg!" She was not afraid of burning her feelings.

As she spoke, she wrinkled her nose, looking very playful. Her small nose moved slightly, like a cute little rabbit.

As soon as these words came out, the rooftop fell into silence for a moment. After hearing her daughter's words, Qin Yi's mother showed a slightly embarrassed expression on her face, frowned slightly, and a hint of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

She opened her mouth, but didn't know how to reply, so she shook her head helplessly. Her long, silky hair fluttered gently in the breeze, as if telling of her mother's tenderness.

At this moment, Feng Li broke the deadlock with a big smile. Feng Li's eyes sparkled, his face was filled with a cheerful smile, he clapped his hands and said excitedly:

"No matter how beautiful and special the moon is, people on earth can only look up at it! Come on, Brother Liu Duan, write a poem about the moon!"

Liu Duan gently put Qin Yi down, but Qin Yi refused to give up. She quickly hugged Liu Duan and leaned her head on his shoulder. She looked as if she was afraid that he would run away, which made people laugh.

Liu Duan looked at the moon, smiled and said, "Okay! I'll write one too!" When the three little guys heard that their handsome dad was also going to write a poem, they quickly gathered around and applauded excitedly.

Their little faces were full of anticipation, their eyes were wide open, like two shining gems. They clapped their hands and jumped up and down, shouting, "Come on, handsome dad, come on, handsome dad..."

They looked so energetic, as if they were really a professional cheerleading team! The night breeze brought a slight chill, but it could not blow away the warm and interesting atmosphere. The gentle wind brushed across people's faces, like a gentle caress.

On this quiet and beautiful night, the watery moonlight sprinkled on the roof, as if covering everything with a layer of dreamy silver gauze.

Liu Duan stood there quietly, looking up at the moon in the sky, his eyes revealing deep thought.

He raised his chin slightly, put one hand behind his back with his fingers lightly curled, and gently stroked his chin with the other hand. The slender fingers moved slowly across his chin, as if touching the traces of time.

After a moment, he slowly said, "The waxing and waning of the moon is still the moon; people gather and disperse because of fate. The passing clouds are fleeting guests; the blooming and falling of flowers is natural."

His voice was steady and magnetic, echoing in the night sky, as if carrying a mysterious power. Every word was like a beating note, playing in this quiet night sky.

As soon as Liu Duan finished reading, Qin Yi jumped up excitedly, with a gleam of admiration in her eyes, which was like bright stars, lighting up the whole night. She praised loudly: "Wow, it's so beautiful! She is worthy of being my Duanduan!"

As she spoke, she suddenly threw herself into Liu Duan's arms, and wrapped her arms tightly around Liu Duan's neck. Her small arms were full of strength, as if she wanted to keep Liu Duan by her side forever.

She kissed him fiercely on the face, her little face full of a happy smile, that smile was like a blooming flower, delicate and moving.

Qin Yi's parents laughed heartily at their daughter's affectionate display. Qin Yi's father shook his head slightly, his eyes full of doting, his mouth corners raised, and he reached out to touch Qin Yi's head. His palm was broad and warm, full of fatherly love.

Qinyi's mother covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes narrowed into slits as she smiled, her face full of kindness, and she gently patted Qinyi's father's shoulder. The action was gentle and full of love.