The group walked leisurely for five or six miles before stopping by the river to spend the night. They were still shaken, wondering if the river had been poisoned again.
Mo Qingcheng was too lazy to do anything. Shangguan Yunxi rolled her eyes, carried half a bowl of water to Hu Lai's side, and said sweetly, "Uncle Doctor, can you tell if this bowl of water is poisoned?" Hu Lai slumped on the ground, his dashing image almost ruined. He took out silver needles and tried them again and again.
"Use it with confidence, the miracle doctor guarantees it with his life..." Hu Lai said with great pride, waving his hand, only to find himself being looked down upon by the little ones.
Hu Lai, tears streaming down his face, asked, "Sister Fei, what kind of expressions are those?"
Bai Yunfei tilted her head and said innocently, "Uncle Doctor, we have sand in our eyes..."
This is utterly ridiculous.
Li Changgeng and his two companions breathed a sigh of relief and urged their villagers to quickly start a fire, cook, and rest.
Mo Qingcheng sighed softly, asked the two girls to fetch and boil water, instructed Yun Lei to take good care of the little ones, and then took Shangguan Yichen to find wild vegetables.
In the blink of an eye, Liu Cuihua and the others saw that Mo Qingcheng had walked far away, and they were too embarrassed to chase after her. It was obvious that Lady Mo did not want to take them with her today.
Shangguan Yichen's face was sullen and his eyes were cold. Seeing that no one was around, he began to scold Mo Qingcheng.
"Don't you have any self-awareness? Don't you know how dangerous it is for us?" The little boy glanced at him furtively, seemingly not angry.
Mo Qingcheng chuckled in exasperation, squatting down to look for wild vegetables as she casually remarked, "I know, boss. Don't always have that long face, or no one will marry you in the future!"
"You...you don't know what's good for you. Do you want to leave your father?" Shangguan Yichen's face darkened with anger.
"Hmm, not bad, you know that too, your dad..."
"Don't speak ill of your father!" Shangguan Yichen turned and left, furious.
A mocking laugh came from behind: "You're not his biological son, why are you protecting him just to make your stepmother sad?"
"..." Shangguan Yichen pursed his lips: "No...it's not what you think..."
"What do you mean? Your father is nowhere to be found, dead or alive. Do you think I should wait for him my whole life? What if one day he's taken a fancy to a wealthy family and changes his mind?" Mo Qingcheng's eyes turned cold. That damned Xuan Yuanlin, this instructor will not let you get away with this.
"He wouldn't dare, otherwise I would have killed him myself and avenged you!" A fierce glint flashed in the young boy's eyes.
Mo Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat. Could it be? Could it be that I've awakened my villainous potential?
The Farm King's gloating voice entered my mind: "Congratulations, host, you have activated one percent of Shangguan Yichen's villainous bloodline..."
Mo Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, it was only one percent. It was really a headache.
"Yichen, you are the eldest son in the family, and you will also start your own family and career in the future. Remember, a woman is not a man's appendage. Husbands and wives must respect each other to last. In this world, besides our parents, we owe no one anything..." Mo Qingcheng left these words for Shangguan Yichen to process on his own, and then quickly started digging for wild vegetables.
Good heavens, who knows what's going on? Within a mile radius of Mo Qingcheng, all sorts of wild vegetables are sprouting up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.
“Stepmother, come here…” Shangguan Yichen was startled.
Mo Qingcheng's lips twitched: "Hurry up and do it, it won't take more than a quarter of an hour..."
The young boy dared not delay, his little hands frantically digging for wild vegetables, a fine layer of sweat beading on his forehead.
Mo Qingcheng frowned slightly: "Farmer, what's going on?"
"So stupid..."
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