Mo Qingcheng was speechless. She'd seen mischievous people before, but never anyone this mischievous! Even a fool could tell it was Mo Mo and Qing'er's doing…
Bai Yueniang chuckled: "Sister Mo, our house is probably going to be even more lively. By the way, how did Maodan become a godson?"
"My head is spinning..." Mo Qingcheng glared at Bai Yueniang: "You're just making things worse."
Bai Yueniang chuckled, "Sister Mo, you have so many sons..."
"puff!"
"Cough cough..."
Mo Qingcheng burst out laughing, while Old Man Bai choked on his tea and started coughing.
Mo Qingcheng tilted her head with a smile: "Sister Mo, are we still making mooncakes?"
"Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so naturally, we'll eat it ourselves!"
"Should we... send a copy to the county magistrate?"
"The county magistrate? I was also thinking of sending a copy to the imperial inspector..." Mo Qingcheng glared at Bai Yueniang angrily, thinking how troublesome she was.
Bai Yueniang pursed her lips and smiled gently: "Sister Mo, isn't this just some unpleasant rumor going around? They say the county magistrate... has fallen head over heels for you..."
"Pfft! Cough cough..." Mo Qingcheng wanted nothing more than to pin Bai Yueniang to the ground and beat her up: "Yue'er, are you itching for a beating?"
"Yes, come on, let's hurt each other!" Bai Yueniang looked at Mo Qingcheng with a sly smile.
Mo Qingcheng gave in: "Father, quickly send a letter to Brother Bai and ask him to marry his wife."
"Yes..." Old Man Bai nodded with a smile and stood up: "I'll go write the letter now."
Bai Yueniang put her hands on her hips: "Father, what are you doing? Are you bullying your own daughter? Trying to make me suffer from drafts?"
"A drafty room? No problem, there's still Sister Mo, isn't there?" Old Man Bai stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked out of the small flower hall.
Bai Yueniang: "..."
That hurts...
Mao Dan waited for a long time but did not see Mo Qingcheng. He had no choice but to give up, wiped away his tears, and obediently followed behind Bai Zimo and Mu Wanqing, talking about something.
Bai Ziming and Mu Wanqing exchanged a glance. "Little brat, you think you can't be dealt with?"
Bai Yunfei joined in, and the four children laughed and joked around. Mu Yunchuan rushed into the house and started fiddling with hidden weapons.
Sisters Shangguan Yunxi and Xuanyuan Ying busied themselves preparing ingredients for making mooncakes and other desserts...
She slept soundly through the night. The next morning, as usual, Mo Qingcheng led the children in their exercises: some practiced horse stance, others practiced light-body skills, and still others practiced throwing hidden weapons...
Old Man Bai was dragged over by Mu Shenyi, and they stood in a row practicing Tai Chi.
Mo Qingcheng and Baili Mingyue were fighting, while Bai Yi and Hei Yi stood by, eager to try their luck.
The little ones couldn't continue practicing and gathered around.
"Mommy, beat him up!" Bai Zimo clapped his little hands and shouted from the side.
Baili Mingyue nearly choked on his own blood, "You brat, does your butt itch?"
Bai Ziming stuck out his tongue: "Uncle Feng, keep it up! Mommy can beat you... Don't be discouraged."
"Pfft!" Baili Fengyun immediately knelt down: "You brat, you..."
"Uncle Feng, I'm sorry, Mo Mo won't learn kung fu from you anymore..." Bai Zi Mo said, seemingly out of nowhere.
The little ones were laughing hysterically, especially you, little girl, your shoulders were shaking.
Bai Ziming raised an eyebrow triumphantly: "Uncle Feng, you're awesome!"
Baili Fengyun: "..."
Is that brat being sarcastic?
Bai Yunfei couldn't stand it anymore and explained, "Uncle Feng, Fifth Brother means he's good at taking a beating..."
"puff!"
"Cough cough..."
"Ha ha!"
Bai Laodie and Mu Shenyi were drawn over by the laughter and had already gathered around. How could Bai Zimo be so cute?
A professional expert at striking down small targets.
Bai Zimo held his chin in his hands, squatted on the ground, and followed by this little tail. Who else could it be but Mao Dan?
Mao Dan trembled, his heart filled with anxiety: "Fifth Brother... will Godmother be angry?"
Why are you angry?
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