Mo Qingyang blushed. What nonsense was Mo Niangzi talking about?
Mo Qingcheng chuckled: "Old Hu, are you feeling guilty?"
"..." Guilty conscience? Mo Qingyang looked at Mo Qingcheng with a wronged expression, the meaning of which was self-evident: it wasn't what you thought.
Bai Baiyi's eyes flashed coldly: "You bitch!"
"Who are you calling a slut?" Mo Qingyang's eyes were deep. Who do you think you are? Don't think I don't know your dirty little thoughts.
snort!
Mo Qingcheng was at her wits' end, her face darkening: "Anyone who makes trouble again, go back!"
go back?
How is that possible?
Mo Qingyang and Bai Baiyi, both disgusted by the sight, exchanged cold snorts and followed behind Mo Qingcheng.
Mo Qingcheng traveled along the way, observing and recording as she went.
When Bai Baiyi first saw the charcoal pencil in Mo Qingcheng's hand, his gaze was deep, but the next second his view was blocked by Mo Qingyang.
Get out of my way!
Don’t flash! Don’t flash! Don’t flash!
Mo Qingcheng lowered her eyes: "Could you two please help me collect samples, three plants from each paddy field?"
Mo Qingyang: "..."
Bai Baiyi: "..."
After picking for a while, the two big men's faces darkened. They only had two hands; how could they possibly pick all of it?
Mo Qingcheng smiled and said, "The samples from each paddy field are gathered together."
Ha, I don't care how many hands you have.
Mo Qingyang and Bai Baiyi are both smart people, so they weren't stumped, though it was a bit awkward.
Next, a belt was torn off, and then two pieces of clothing were ripped from the hem of a jacket and trousers.
Mo Qingcheng couldn't help but chuckle, "You guys...you're really something!"
Mo Qingyang and Bai Baiyi: "..."
Half an hour later, Mo Qingchen stood by his own rice paddy, lost in thought.
"Lady Mo, is there something wrong with this rice?" Bai Baiyi suddenly asked.
Mo Qingcheng did not respond, but cut off two rice stalks and casually threw them into her spatial storage.
Mo Qingyang and Bai Baiyi didn't see it clearly and thought it was thrown on the ground.
Mo Qingcheng walked around the villagers' rice paddies again, becoming even more certain of her thoughts.
Mo Qingyang: "..."
Bai Baiyi: "..."
So what's the point of them coming along? Why is it so hard to be a bodyguard?
Back home, the little ones swarmed around her, making Bai Yueniang laugh in exasperation; they all ran faster than rabbits.
"Mommy, do you miss Momo?" Bai Zimo asked, his little legs dangling over Mo Qingcheng's lap.
Mo Qingcheng lowered her eyes, reached out her devilish hand, and ruffled Bai Zimo's hair: "You brat, if you keep causing trouble, Mommy won't cook..."
Before he could finish speaking, Bai Zimo swiftly released his hand: "Mother, you're so good!"
Everyone: "..."
Bai Yunfei pouted: "Mother, don't fall for it... Fifth Brother did something wrong..."
Mo Qingcheng pinched the little girl's cheek: "Tell your mother, what did Mo Mo do wrong?"
"Mother, my fifth brother was playing around and shot down a carrier pigeon, which he then stewed..." Shangguan Yunxi said gleefully.
Mo Qingcheng was both amused and exasperated.
Shangguan Yichen placed a small note in Mo Qingcheng's palm without saying a word.
Mo Qingcheng understood immediately. She unfolded the note and saw that it was blank.
"We need medicine, I'll go make it." Mo Qingyang's lips curled into a smug smile as he glanced at Bai Baiyi.
Bai Baiyi: "..."
Whom do you look down on?
After washing up, Mo Qingcheng personally cooked the meal.
Liu Cuihua stared blankly at Mo Qingcheng: "Madam Mo, why aren't you resting? Go out quickly, I'll keep an eye on things here..."
Mo Qingcheng chuckled: "Sister-in-law, if I were a man, I would have taken you home!"
"Cough cough! Pfft!" Liu Cuihua nearly choked on her saliva, glaring resentfully at Mo Qingcheng...
As the rice harvest approached, Mo Qingcheng and Li Changgeng discussed the matter and formed a patrol team of ten people, causing an uproar in Ruyi Village...
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