“Village Chief Li, Old Master Cheng was worried about his family and was injured, so he left last night. If you don’t believe me, ask Yue’er.” Mo Qingcheng looked at Li Changgeng with a bewildered expression.

Bai Yueniang nodded repeatedly: "Village Chief Li, it was Sister Mo and I who saw them off at the village entrance. It was the Dragon Guard from Sister's family who took them away. They left in a hurry, riding a horse, saying it would take them ten days to half a month to arrive."

"Oh, I should have come sooner..." Li Changgeng said with a sigh of regret, "Our land clearing tools are too difficult to use. Several experienced farmers in the village and I even talked to Master Cheng to see if he could modify the tools..."

“Oh, what a coincidence. But my Uncle Huang used to have a family that worked as a blacksmith…” Mo Qingcheng said casually.

What was said in jest was taken seriously by the listener. On a whim, Li Changgeng pulled out the blueprints from his pocket and handed them to Old Master Cheng with trembling hands: "Uncle, could you please take a look?"

Old Cheng nodded excitedly, took the blueprints, glanced at them, and immediately lost interest. What rubbish! Showing this to me? Are you kidding me?

Mo Qingcheng's eyelids twitched. Oh no, she'd been led astray! What to do? Waiting for an answer online, urgent!

"Uncle Jin..." Mo Qingcheng emphasized the word "uncle" heavily. Give him a little leeway and he'll take advantage of you? Who gave him the guts?

Old Master Cheng couldn't help but shudder. He had refused; even a fool could tell that he would never see those intricate blueprints again...

"Cough cough..." Old Master Cheng was at a loss. He had rarely communicated with people in recent years and didn't know how to answer. He looked at Baili Fengyun as if pleading for help.

Baili Fengyun remained unfazed, a smirk playing on his lips, and casually remarked, "Ahem... Actually, it's not that Old Man Jin is unacceptable, it's just that he's been so unambitious all these years that he's practically a piece of trash."

Mo Qingcheng's eyelids twitched violently, while Bai Yueniang chuckled, "Ahem... Sister Mo, your old man and his guards are really interesting..."

"Interesting? Why don't I tell you about it?" Mo Qingcheng grinned mischievously, staring at Bai Yueniang.

Bai Yueniang pouted and scolded, "Sister Mo, all you do is bully me?"

"Really?" Mo Qingcheng gave Bai Yueniang a smug look, as if to say, "You think you're so great?"

Bai Yueniang rolled her eyes. "I don't believe you! Humph, if you dare to tease me again, I'll make things difficult for Sister Mo... Hehe..." Bai Yueniang made up her mind and suddenly smiled.

Mo Qingcheng shuddered. Had Yue'er gone astray?

Seeing that no one reacted, Baili Fengyun turned his head away, realizing he had been meddling in other people's business.

Old Master Cheng chimed in, "Give me some time..."

Li Changgeng nodded repeatedly: "Uncle, it's all my fault for being too impatient. You just arrived, haven't you eaten yet?"

Old Master Cheng and Baili Fengyun looked aggrieved and nodded repeatedly. Mo Qingcheng told them to take a bath and personally cooked an extra dish. Liu Cuihua's eyes sparkled, and she wished she could stick to the pot.

Same pot, same ingredients, why are the results so different?

The two devoured the entire table of food in a flash. Liu Cuihua only took back half a bowl of rice and dishes, while Third Grandma took more, but half the usual amount.

Bai Ziming's focus is always different: "Mother, are you cooking again tomorrow?"

Everyone burst into laughter. To cook or not to cook, that is the question, and we need to think about it carefully.

Baili Fengyun and Master Cheng settled down, one no longer wielding swords for no reason, and the other insisted that he was the young lady's old servant, no matter what.

On the surface, all is calm, but in reality, an invisible hand is weaving a giant net, intending to use Mo Qingcheng to wipe out all her mortal enemies in one fell swoop...