I became a stepmother and got rich with my cute baby.

The next day, villagers came to the door one after another, bringing vegetables stored at home and chickens raised in the fields. They had anxiety and expectation on their faces, and gathered at the door of Song Wanqing's house.

Upon learning the purpose of the villagers' visit, Song Wanqing readily agreed, saying that he had received their kindness and that he would help them with the fields in the next few days.

When the villagers heard Song Wanqing's promise, their uneasy mood disappeared, and was replaced by gratitude and joy.

"Miss Song is so kind-hearted that she is willing to help us without any grudges!"

"That's right, how could such a good person be a monster? He must be an immortal who came down to earth to save us."

"With Miss Song's help, I can rest assured about the government's tax revenue in half a year."

Song Wanqing looked at the people with different expressions. Some were sincerely thanking, while others were just looking for profit. She could see through their thoughts.

There was another person who didn't bring anything with him, but he was hiding in the crowd, peeking at her with dark eyes. Song Wanqing smiled and said, "Everyone go back. I will go to the field in half an hour."

"Okay, okay! Then Miss Song, we won't bother you anymore." After saying that, the villagers left with a smile.

After they left, Song Wanqing glanced behind the door and said leisurely, "Come out, little ones."

Erbao's eyes were full of moisture as he looked at Song Wanqing with admiration. He jumped into her arms with his thin little arms and legs and said in a baby voice, "They are suddenly so nice to us, is it because of mother?"

"You can say that." Song Wanqing raised her eyebrows slightly.

Everyone just has their own agenda.

Cheng Size looked at her solemnly and said, "You have to be careful. Someone just looked at you in a strange way."

He lowered his eyes slightly, remembering that he had often seen that kind of look when he had been treated maliciously in the past.

"Okay, I'm very happy that Dabao cares about me so much." Song Wanqing looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

"I, I'm thinking about our family, not just you!" Cheng Size turned his face away and didn't look at her, but the obvious rise and fall of his chest revealed his emotions at the moment.

"Yeah, okay." Song Wanqing put Erbao down, patted Cheng Size's head, and said, "I'm going to the fields. Do you want to go with me?"

"Go, mom, I'm going!" Erbao shook his arms, looking eager.

"Erbao wants to go, but what should we do with the new chicks in the house?" Song Wanqing asked softly.

Erbao is still too young. At the age of three, it is not good for him to always jump around in the fields. It is better for him to stay at home.

"Well, then I won't go. I'll take care of the chicks!" Erbao volunteered.

"Erbao is awesome. Mom will bring you some delicious food when she comes back." Song Wanqing handed her some food, gave her some instructions, then looked at Cheng Size and said, "Dabao, are you going?"

"I'll stay at home to take care of my father and sister." After saying that, he seemed worried and said, "Be careful today."

"Okay." Song Wanqing patted his head, waved and turned around.

Cheng Size: "...You can't touch a man's head casually!"

"You are a child." Song Wanqing raised his eyebrows and slammed the door.

Song Wanqing came to the field and just took out the farming doll when he heard a rough voice with a contemptuous tone.

"Are you the woman who holds the magic weapon?" The man put his hands on his hips and moved his fat body forward.

The man with triangular eyes stared at Song Wanqing with a burning gaze, as if he had just seen her face clearly. An evil smile appeared on his face, and his fat hands stretched out to pinch Song Wanqing's chin.

"She looks good. I originally just wanted to get a magic weapon, but I didn't expect to get an unexpected gain. Hahahaha~" He laughed wildly.

Song Wanqing's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his sharp gaze turned into a blade, as if to pierce their hearts.

She dodged the man's dirty hand, raised her leg and kicked him hard, sneering: "Shake your brains out before talking to me. Don't think I won't scold you just because you look casual."

"Hey, you bitch!" The man stood up in a panic, furious.

"How dare you speak to the son of Landlord Fei like that!" Zhao hurried to help him up. She raised her eyebrows and said sternly, "Do you know who he is?!"

Song Wanqing glanced at her and immediately understood.

It turned out to be her this morning.

Song Wanqing looked disdainful, the corners of his lips slowly curled up, the tail of his eyebrows slightly raised, and he said, "I know, the son of a landlord, a waste. I said the divination today was not good, so it turned out that you wanted to dump garbage on my land?"

"How dare you! My name is Fei Qi!" Fei Qi's eyes were wide open, and his nostrils flared with anger, as if smoke was coming out.

"Ha." Song Wanqing covered her mouth and laughed, "Exhaust gas is not a good thing either."

"Someone, come and beat her up!" Fei Qi waved his hand and ordered the servants to surround Song Wanqing.

"Let her go!" Cheng Qian'an pursed his lips and shouted.

Today he is in much better health, and when he heard Erbao say that Song Wanqing was busy in the fields, he wanted to come and see if he could help.

Although Cheng Qian'an is mentally ill, he has the IQ of a child of several years old.

As he said this, he was about to rush over to help her.

"Qian, don't come over!" Song Wanqing frowned slightly. She had a farm child with her so they couldn't hurt her. But Cheng Qian'an was weak and didn't know martial arts, so it was inevitable that he would get hurt.

"I will help you." Cheng Qian'an's eyes were firm and she waved her fist at the people around her.

Before he could touch the man, Fei Qi slapped him on the back of the head, knocking Cheng Qian off balance. He laughed with a mocking look on his face, "How dare you come out and play hero!"

"Qian!" Song Wanqing's pupils shrank slightly. How could he get injured again while saving her?

He pushed aside the servant in front of him, picked up Cheng Qian in two or three steps, and said, "Why don't you obey? If you can beat them, then go ahead!"

"He, he attacked me by surprise." Cheng Qian'an covered his head with his hands, his eyelashes slightly wet, and said aggrievedly.

"Oh, what a poor pair of wild mandarin ducks, beat them together! You, take the magic weapon away." Fei Qi sneered contemptuously and ordered the servants complacently.

"If you dare to touch your father's things, you'll have to see if your life span can withstand it." Song Wanqing raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly.

Looking at the farmer who clenched his fist, Song Wanqing said in a deep voice: "Don't let any of these people go!"

After giving the command, the farm doll moved. Seeing the farm doll approaching quickly, Fei Qi's face changed drastically and he exclaimed: "You, don't come over here!"

"Ah——" a scream resounded through the sky.

"What are you all standing there for? Take this monster away from me, ah! Don't hit me in the face!" Fei Qi tried to escape by rolling and crawling, but was pulled back by the farmer kid and beaten up.

The servants came forward to help one by one, but were thrown out like garbage. They were bruised and swollen, unable to stand up, and could only lie on the ground wailing.

Seeing this, Zhao, who had just been fanning the flames, turned around and tried to run, but was noticed by the farm boy and dragged back.

She shouted in panic: "Song Wanqing, if you dare to hit me, I will tell the village chief!"

"Oh, go ahead and sue me." Song Wanqing said indifferently.

She held Cheng Qian'an's head and scolded him softly, "You are weaker than me, how can you protect me?"