Bai Yueniang really wanted to spit blood onto Mo Qingcheng's face, but she just pouted and said, "Fine, I won't look then..."

snort!

Mo Qingcheng chuckled: "Oh dear, is my Yue'er angry? How can she be charming when she's angry? Tsk tsk..."

"..." Bai Yueniang's face turned bright red: "Sister Mo, do you know how flirtatious you are?"

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

Innocently caught in the crossfire – is this the legendary case of shooting oneself in the foot?

That really hurts...

The two looked at each other and chuckled.

"My Yue'er is so capable, I really can't bear to see her get married so early..."

Mo Qingcheng placed the letter in Bai Yueniang's palm, her gaze intense.

Bai Yueniang's face flushed, her eyes darting around: "I'll go in first..."

A burst of laughter came from behind her. Bai Yueniang slipped and almost fell to her knees. "Sister Mo is so wicked..."

Liu Cuihua looked on with envy, oh, youth is truly wonderful.

“Mo family girl, I have something to tell you…” Liu Cuihua stepped forward mysteriously.

Mo Qingcheng was slightly taken aback: "Sister-in-law, what's wrong?"

"Miss Mo, my rascal doesn't have a wife yet. You know a lot of people, could you arrange a suitable one?" Liu Cuihua chuckled, her eyes darting around.

Mo Qingcheng was both amused and exasperated: "Sister-in-law, marriage is a major life event, and it's all about the parents' wishes and the matchmaker's words..." Aren't you making things difficult for me?

Liu Cuihua awkwardly touched her nose: "No, Miss Mo, you've misunderstood..."

"Sister-in-law, let's not beat around the bush, which girl have you taken a fancy to?" Mo Qingcheng asked bluntly.

Liu Cuihua's eyes flickered: "Mo family girl, it's not what you think..."

Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes: "I don't believe you! Sister-in-law, if you don't tell, what if someone else takes a liking to you? You'll regret it..."

"Oh no, no no, sister-in-law has taken a liking to Qiao, the eldest daughter of the Liu family!" Liu Cuihua shouted in a moment of panic.

"puff!"

"Cough cough..."

As soon as Bai Yueniang stepped out, she overheard Liu Cuihua's words and burst out laughing.

Mo Qingcheng coughed lightly, almost choking on her own saliva.

"You...you all..." Liu Cuihua became flustered, then slapped her thigh: "Do you say it's okay or not?"

Mo Qingcheng shook her head: "Sister-in-law, you made your move too late..."

"Huh? What's wrong? Who's trying to steal my wife? I'll fight them to the death."

"Ahem... Cuihua, it's me..." Third Grandma walked over, looking embarrassed.

Liu Cuihua looked on incredulously: "Third Grandmother, you...you also have your eye on Sister Qiao?"

"Well, I asked Madam Liu about it, and she said she would discuss it with the head of the household..." Third Madam couldn't keep it a secret any longer, so she told her the truth.

Liu Cuihua stamped her feet and pounded her chest: "Oh dear, it's all my fault, why didn't I say so sooner?"

No, Third Grandma beat her to it; she was quick and ruthless.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, our village is getting better and better, why worry about not finding a good girl?" Bai Yueniang didn't care much.

Liu Cuihua pouted: "Don't give me empty promises, you two. The real joy comes from bringing my daughter-in-law home..."

Mo Qingcheng and Bai Yueniang: "..."

Liu Cuihua felt a little disappointed, but she quickly became motivated and became familiar with the young woman from out of town. After all, what family doesn't have a daughter or niece?

In the blink of an eye, a week has passed, and the greenhouse is completed—simple and practical.

Aunt Zhang and the others were about to head back after lunch.

Bai Yueniang distributed wages early in the morning, giving each person an extra two copper coins, enough to hire an oxcart.

Aunt Zhang opened her mouth, but hesitated to speak. Li Ergou stared intently at her, knowing he would not let her off easily if she dared to spout nonsense.

Mo Qingcheng glanced at it indifferently, then looked up into the distance. A breeze was picking up...