Mo Qingcheng was very unhappy. Xuan Yuanlin not only gave people a dangerous feeling, but also seemed to have some kind of connection with the original owner of the body.
If I'm not mistaken, the man knows the original owner of this body. However, the original owner either has memory lapses or selective amnesia, making it impossible to access her memories, which is somewhat frustrating.
Leaving aside Mu Shenyi's attempt to change the subject, Mo Qingcheng temporarily put everything else out of her mind.
The double-cropping rice needs to be scheduled, and the melon seedlings also need to be transplanted. Just thinking about it gives me a headache.
In my past life, with a single command, my beautiful secretary arranged everything perfectly, and all I had to do was wait for the results...
If she doesn't take personal responsibility now, the whole family won't even have enough to eat. Mo Qingcheng was extremely frustrated, and her desire to return to her family grew stronger. Rather than having the enemy in the shadows and her in the open, constantly playing mind games and on guard, it would be better to confront them head-on.
Who's afraid of who?
At dinner time, Li Changgeng and Sun Yunhui arrived together.
Upon seeing her husband, Liu Cuihua's lips twitched uncontrollably. "He's here to freeload again?"
snort!
Don't think I don't know what you're thinking.
Li Changgeng awkwardly touched his nose and quickly turned his head away, too embarrassed to face anyone. He had been caught red-handed by his wife, and his old face had nowhere to hide.
"Brother Li, Brother Sun, have you eaten yet? Want to join us?" Mo Qingcheng asked with a smile.
Sun Yunhui remained silent, following Li Changgeng's lead.
Li Changgeng's face burned, and he said in a low voice, "Thank you, Madam Mo..."
Pooh!
Liu Cuihua cursed, "Shameless!"
Mo Qingcheng chuckled: "Sister-in-law, hurry up and fill two sets of bowls and chopsticks."
"..." Liu Cuihua rolled her eyes, hurriedly went to get the bowls and chopsticks, and glared angrily at her husband, thinking, "I'll settle the score with you when we get home."
Li Changgeng looked away; he couldn't see it, he couldn't see it.
Liu Cuihua laughed in anger, wishing she could kick her stupid husband away. Did she have no shame?
Li Changgeng and Sun Yunhui exchanged a few polite words, then picked up their chopsticks and quietly devoured the food, leaving Old Man Bai and the others dumbfounded.
Bai Ziming blinked, tilted his head, and asked innocently, "Grandfather, why aren't you eating?"
"Cough cough... Let's eat..." Old Man Bai picked up his chopsticks, but then hesitated for a moment. The food on the plate disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Li Changgeng and Sun Yunhui blushed slightly. "Ahem, it wasn't intentional. It's just that the chopsticks are unruly... they're just too... too magical..."
How to solve this?
After the meal, Bai Yueniang's two daughters brought out several plates of fruit. Li Changgeng and Sun Yunhui declined a few times, but under Liu Cuihua's furious glare, they ate two pieces and turned their heads away.
Mo Qingcheng's lips curled into a smile: "Brother Li, Brother Sun, is there something you need from me?"
"Lady Mo, we wanted to ask about the rice seedlings... When can we transplant them?" Sun Yunhui asked nervously, "Everyone is worried..."
“Brother Sun, don’t worry. It’s voluntary. Anyone who needs it can register tomorrow, and we can settle the accounts after the money arrives.” Mo Qingcheng thought for a moment, “I won’t wait until five days have passed. I don’t have many seedlings here. Anyone who wants to try can plant them… However… I can’t guarantee it will work…”
Mo Qingcheng wasn't going to make any promises. These days, it's hard to be a good person, and even harder to be a truly good person. Why make things difficult for yourself?
Sun Yunhui and Li Changgeng exchanged a glance, understanding each other perfectly: "Don't worry, Madam Mo, Brother Li and I will definitely convey your message. Whether it succeeds or not, we can't let you end up with complaints..."
Mo Qingcheng nodded: "It's truly good when the villages all prosper. Our two villages already have small populations, and the town's development requires the combined efforts of at least eight villages. Our village is the most backward..."
“What Lady Mo says is absolutely right. Brother Sun and I have come here today to discuss the matter of establishing a town…”
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