Bai Yueniang glared angrily at Bai Yifan, "Why are you meddling in other people's business?"
Bai Yifan smiled without saying a word, his eyes full of doting affection, practically showering everyone with a dose of PDA that nearly blinded them...
The next day, everything returned to normal. The children studied, did their homework, and played. Bai Yueniang studied management and business, while Mo Qingcheng pondered what kind of seeds she could take out from her spatial storage without arousing suspicion.
The sound of children reading aloud in the courtyard drifted outside, attracting children who wanted to go to school.
Having fled famine with little income, most people couldn't bear to send their children to school. Although Mo Qingcheng told everyone that tuition fees for older children could be waived, almost no one believed her. Only Li Changgeng's two grandsons came; the rest, who only came sporadically, disappeared as the weather grew colder…
Mo Qingcheng was too lazy to say more. Whether you come or not, the elementary school is right here.
Rubbing her eyes, Mo Qingcheng cleared her mind and pondered who was responsible for the assassination attempt she had last encountered.
At 1:15 AM, footsteps sounded at the courtyard gate, and a five- or six-year-old boy shouted at the top of his lungs, "Madam Mo, your relatives have come to visit..."
Mo Qingcheng paused slightly, calculating the time; it should be time...
Bai Yueniang, always eager for a good look, craned her neck, not content with just watching, and eagerly followed, saying, "Sister Mo, could it be your awful relative...?"
Mo Qingcheng chuckled: "Who doesn't have a few awful relatives? My dad said we have a lot of relatives anyway, so a couple more won't make a difference."
"Oh dear, Sister Mo, aren't you afraid someone will impersonate you?"
"Don't worry, I have plenty of ways to make him vomit up whatever he eats."
"..." Bai Yueniang rolled her eyes. I don't believe you for a second.
The two bickered as they walked toward the door. The little boy, a little nervous, was Sun Yunhui's grandson, named Maodan.
“Mrs. Mo…they say they’re your relatives…” The little guy had dark skin and big, bright eyes.
Mo Qingcheng smiled and said, "Yes, you hairy rascal. I'll get you something nice to eat later."
"But... Madam Mo, Grandma said no..." The little guy's eyes darted around, afraid of being scolded when he got home.
"My eldest son will come home with you later." Mo Qingcheng stopped and pretended to carefully examine the two people opposite her. She didn't know until she looked at them, but they really did look like a couple.
The old man and the young man were none other than Baili Fengyun and Master Cheng in disguise.
“Miss, I’ve finally found you…” Baili Fengyun’s nose tingled, looking utterly aggrieved.
"Miss, this old servant... has finally found you..."
Mo Qingcheng's eyelids twitched. Master Cheng had only been taken away for less than two hours, how could he have changed so much?
"Feng Yi, Uncle Jin, you've finally arrived..." Mo Qingcheng sniffed hard. Why didn't you put some eye drops on earlier?
Baili Fengyun and Master Cheng were sobbing uncontrollably, looking extremely distressed, which pained Bai Yueniang deeply.
"Uncle Jin, Guard Feng, please go in quickly, Sister Mo misses you so much..." Bai Yueniang awkwardly touched her nose.
Baili Fengyun wiped away his tears and looked at Bai Yueniang with a puzzled expression. Who is this person?
"Feng Yi, Uncle Jin, this is my sworn sister, Bai Yue Niang. Yue'er is my Uncle Jin and my guard Feng Yi." Mo Qingcheng coughed lightly. Life is like a play, all about acting skills.
Bai Yueniang greeted the two women, her heart filled with mixed emotions. Sister Mo had been lamenting not seeing her family for some time now, and finally, she could…
No... Sister Mo's mother hasn't been found yet, alas... Heaven have mercy.
And so, Baili Fengyun and Master Cheng moved into Mo Qingcheng's house legitimately. Li Changgeng happened to come over to talk about farm tools, and Mo Qingcheng asked him to register Feng Yi and Old Man Jin's household registration.
Li Changgeng had no doubts and readily agreed, "Madam Mo, where is the blacksmith you found last time?"
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