Mo Qingcheng shrugged, indicating that she was also innocent.
Liu Cuihua pursed her lips. These people are really... really... going too far. Do they think she's ugly?
Liu Wenhui was both amused and exasperated: "Sister-in-law, what are you thinking? What Madam Mo said makes sense. We'll just do as she says from now on."
“Auntie is right, Mother, we still need to learn from Lady Mo.” Li Yuanlin chuckled, his eyes full of anticipation.
“That’s right!” Liu Cuihua slapped her thigh: “Look at my memory, I’m so forgetful. It’s settled then, Mo family girl, this matter is up to you.”
Mo Qingcheng was speechless. She had no way to deal with the outgoing and familiar Liu Cuihua, and could only nod, "Don't worry, sister-in-law, anyone can come and learn whenever they have time..."
“That’s wonderful, Lady Mo…” Liu Cuihua chattered on and on, her eyes full of admiration. She stole a glance at her husband and found him increasingly displeasing.
No, my own husband is good too, but he doesn't have Mo Niangzi's straightforwardness. I'll have him study at the school with my two grandsons later.
Li Changgeng suddenly sneezed, feeling inexplicably being remembered. He looked suspiciously at his wife, but seeing her talking animatedly, he felt a little relieved.
Li Yuanlin made a face, probably thinking that his mother was keeping an eye on his father.
It's definitely not a good thing.
Liu Cuihua glared at her clueless brat and told him to go help Lady Mo carry the oxcart.
Chen-ge'er is too young; his body can't handle it.
Shangguan Yichen frowned slightly, about to speak, when Mo Qingcheng smiled and refused, "Sister-in-law, I'm a good driver, don't worry."
Liu Cuihua nodded, but was still worried. She wanted to ask her husband and son for help, but felt it was inappropriate, so she gave up.
Liu Wenhui was also surprised. She didn't expect her younger sister-in-law and Mo Niangzi's family to be so familiar with each other. It seems that they usually have a close relationship.
No, for my man's sake, I must get closer to Lady Mo...
Mo Qingcheng felt sorry for the young boy, so she bought a steamer full of buns, twelve in total, and gave him two: "Boss, you eat some first, it's your turn in half an hour."
Shangguan Yichen stared blankly at the steamed bun in his hand, then took a deep breath: "You eat first."
"Mom can eat as soon as she gets to the carriage. Eat quickly, and take a short rest." Mo Qingcheng felt a warmth in her heart; the mischievous child didn't seem so bad after all.
With a cold expression, Shangguan Yichen wolfed down two steamed buns. He was still a little hungry, but he couldn't bear to eat another bite.
Mo Qingcheng didn't insist; brotherly love and respect were the key to a harmonious family.
Liu Cuihua craned her neck to look at the young boy resting with his eyes closed, and felt a pang of sorrow in her heart. If it were her own brat, she might have killed them all.
Li Yuanlin swallowed hard: "Mother..."
"Shut up! Eat at home!" Liu Cuihua glared at the back of her stupid son's head. Why are all the good kids other people's?
Li Yuanlin licked his lips in grievance and sniffed hard. How wonderful it would be if Lady Mo were his sister-in-law.
No, I need to have my elder brother bring Lady Mo here.
While lost in thought, Li Yuanlin suddenly felt a chill on the back of his head. He turned around abruptly and met Shangguan Yichen's unreadable cold eyes, which startled him so much that he shrank back.
Liu Cuihua slapped him on the back of the head: "You brat, you're really my nemesis."
"..." Li Yuanlin asked, tears streaming down his face, "Is he really my child?"
"No, I picked it up from a garbage dump. If you don't believe me, ask your dad."
Li Changgeng: "..."
My wife is mighty!
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