Mo Qingcheng, a versatile interstellar instructor feared throughout the galaxy and known as the 'Little Demon Girl,' accidentally transmigrated into the body of an evil stepmother.
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The atmosphere shifts dramatically, with warmth permeating the dinner table. Liu Cuihua's bond with the children deepens once again. Indeed, good children always seem to belong to someone else's family.
"Mo family girl, what are you making? It tastes so good!" Liu Cuihua picked up three pieces of pork skin jelly, took a deep breath, and forcibly chased away her craving.
It's a monster! If you keep eating like that, you'll lose all face!
"Auntie, this is called pork skin jelly. My mother spent the whole afternoon making it..." Shangguan Yunxi's eyes darted around as she began advertising her mother's signature dish.
Mu Yunchuan nodded: "Auntie, isn't it delicious? This is the only one of its kind in the entire Qingli Kingdom. My mother learned how to make it from a Persian master..."
Liu Cuihua nearly bit her tongue off, then slapped her thigh: "No wonder it tastes so good! Even my mother said she'd never had anything like it..."
That's right! Don't you even know whose mother made this? The little ones wore a unique pride on their faces. Mother is awesome!
Bai Yueniang also started talking, and finally instructed, "Sister-in-law, this must be kept a secret for now... Sister Mo is also planning to sell a formula..."
Liu Cuihua was stunned. Sell the child? She... absolutely couldn't... the recipe was probably quite valuable, and her family was too poor.
Mo Qingcheng naturally saw through Liu Cuihua's thoughts, but she didn't agree with her. She suggested selling it to Zuixianlou instead, where it could probably fetch at least several hundred taels of silver.
Mu Wanqing's watery eyes lit up. Her mother could build a house if she sold the recipe...
Shangguan Yichen frowned slightly, somewhat disapproving. Had his mother been too high-profile lately? She had even brought a carriage here so openly. It was no wonder that people were eyeing this remote and impoverished place.
Liu Cuihua was so full that she could barely walk. She awkwardly touched her nose and went home feeling guilty.
The six men, including One-Eyed Dragon, split into two groups to keep watch at night. One group rested temporarily in the carriage, while the other group rested temporarily in the bamboo hut of Li Ergou's brothers.
The day laborers arrived early, and the three Li brothers went to chop bamboo to build a bamboo house for the three One-Eyed Brothers.
After all, the lady's reputation cannot be ruined...
Mo Qingcheng did not refuse the kindness of One-Eyed Dragon and the others. As the saying goes, a tall tree catches the wind, and there might be people with ulterior motives who would try to steal the carriage and horses.
Sure enough, in the middle of the night, two groups of people arrived. Yun Lei, familiar with the place, noticed that the one-eyed man frowned slightly. Were the bandits from Yunluo Mountain here to rob us?
He was distracted and the fat man noticed: "Thief!"
Yun Lei stumbled and nearly fell to his knees. What a weirdo!
Only the one-eyed dragon knew that the fat man could recognize people by their scent; he could remember the unique aroma of anyone he had ever met.
Mo Qingcheng suddenly opened her cold eyes: "Don't move, Mother will go out and take a look."
Shangguan Yichen narrowed his eyes: "I am the pillar of the family, together."
Mo Qingcheng: "..."
Okay, I'll have to pamper myself even if I have to kneel down and suffer the consequences.
The two, one big and one small, gently pushed open the door and came out. Yun Lei was surrounded by One-Eyed Dragon, Fatty, and Li Ergou, and could only smile helplessly.
"You've misunderstood, I'm here to see my sister..." Upon hearing the noise, Yun Lei gave Mo Qingcheng a pleading look from afar.
The one-eyed man immediately understood: "Madam, this thief has ill intentions in the middle of the night. Is it permissible for him to injure someone?"
"Madam, what should we do if we can't win?" Li Ergou, who had come specifically to cause trouble, was kicked hard by the fat man.
"Sister...I was wrong..." Of the thirty-six stratagems, crying is the best.
Mo Qingcheng's eyelids twitched, but before she could speak, the little boy next to her interrupted her.
"Excuse me, sir/madam thief, what is your name?"
"puff!"