Mo Qingcheng smiled. The greenhouse watermelons and melons were growing well, and she could expect to get a good price this year.

The rice is growing well in the second section. After harvesting the melons and rice, we can plant a batch of chili peppers and see if we can make money.

Mo Qingcheng roughly sketched out a simple planting soil in her mind, and would refine it in detail that evening, writing down the points that needed attention, before handing it over to Yue'er.

Bai Yueniang noticed that Mo Qingcheng was glancing at her from time to time, and asked in surprise, "Sister Mo, do I have flowers on my face?"

“My Yue’er’s face is more beautiful than a flower…” Mo Qingcheng whistled, reached out and pinched Bai Yue Niang’s chin with a roguish air, and raised his eyebrows in a wicked way.

Bai Yueniang's face flushed red, and she slapped away Mo Qingcheng's clutches: "You old lewd woman."

Liu Cuihua chuckled: "Sister-in-law returned it..."

I can't take it anymore, I'm laughing so hard I'm crying, if I stay any longer I'm afraid my mouth will disappear...

Mo Qingcheng waved her hand, and Liu Cuihua ran off in a flash. Bai Yueniang giggled incessantly: "Sister Mo, you're so naughty!"

"..." Mo Qingcheng was speechless. Was there?

Bai Yueniang rolled her eyes.

Mo Qingcheng chuckled wickedly: "Adorable!"

Bai Yueniang: "..."

After breakfast, Mo Qingcheng and Bai Yueniang arrived at the vegetable greenhouse, where Li Yuanlin hurriedly greeted them: "Madam Mo, Madam Bai."

Mo Qingcheng nodded and inquired about the situation of Li Yuanlin's vegetable greenhouse.

A suspicious blush crossed the young man's face as he explained the recent situation: a young woman in Shatin Village had taken three days off and had not returned to work.

Mo Qingcheng frowned slightly, and Bai Yueniang's heart skipped a beat: "Sister Mo, I heard that some people in the nearby villages have contracted the plague."

Li Yuanlin was startled: "Madam Mo, could it be that the young lady of the Wang family has contracted the plague?"

The boy's exclamation startled the young women who were working. Several of them were from Shatian Village and had a good relationship with the young woman from the Wang family; they usually got along very well.

"Don't talk nonsense and confuse people." Bai Yueniang glared at Li Yuanlin. This unreliable young man... she really couldn't understand why Sister Mo wanted him to manage the vegetable greenhouses.

A chick without feathers is unreliable; even Sister-in-law Cuihua says her mischievous son can't do the job...

Li Yuanlin stuck out his tongue, his face flushed red: "Madam Mo...it's all my fault..."

Mo Qingcheng glanced indifferently at the group in the corner: "As long as I'm here, nothing will happen. If you're worried, you may leave..."

Bai Yueniang immediately understood and felt sorry for Mo Qingcheng...

Mo Qingcheng gave a few instructions and then headed towards the melon field with Bai Yueniang.

On the way, Bai Yueniang hesitated several times before speaking, "Sister Mo..."

"Moon, please speak your mind..."

"Sister Mo, do you think the young lady of the Wang family really has contracted the plague?"

"Hmm..." Mo Qingcheng gave a faint "hmm," a terrifying thought flashing through her mind.

Bai Yueniang was startled: "Sister Mo, what you just did..."

"Moon, I'm going to Shatian Village with Hu Lai tomorrow. Keep an eye on the house. If you need anything, contact Baili." A cold glint flashed in Mo Qingcheng's eyes.

Bai Yueniang paused for a moment, then nodded: "Sister Mo, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of this family."

Otherwise you'll have things to worry about later...

Bai Yueniang silently added in her heart, "If Sister Mo hadn't cared about this family, she would have left long ago. It's them who are holding us back..."

There were more than a dozen ripe watermelons and cantaloupes in the melon patch. The two sisters picked out a large watermelon and three cantaloupes and planned to go home.

Suddenly, a suspicious figure flashed before my eyes and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"ink……"

"Shh...you go home first, I'll go check on things..."

Mo Qingcheng gestured for silence, patted Bai Yueniang's shoulder, and vanished in the blink of an eye...