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

Having said that, Song Wanqing was about to get her clothes back.

"No, no!" Cheng Qian'an quickly waved his hands and pursed his lips, "I'll change." He turned around to change his clothes.

The boss who was watching was stunned and said to Song Wanqing: "The way the young lady and your husband get along is very special."

Song Wanqing wiped the slightly wet corners of her eyes with her fingertips, smiled, but did not say anything.

After waiting for a while, Cheng Qian'an did not come out. Song Wanqing couldn't help feeling a little worried and stepped into the inner room.

She called softly, "Qian, have you changed your clothes?"

"......" Cheng Qi settled for two seconds, and a dull and unhappy voice came from inside, "I can't wear it."

"Pfft." Song Wanqing laughed softly, opened the door and window and walked into the room, her eyes teasing, "Show me, how can you not wear it?"

Seeing the clothes loosely draped on Cheng Qian'an, Song Wanqing suppressed the corners of her mouth that were raised and said softly, "Let me help you."

Cheng Qian'an didn't move. Song Wanqing's fingertips accidentally brushed across his skin, causing him to tremble and his cheeks to turn slightly red. He lowered his eyes and looked at Song Wanqing who was carefully tying his clothes, his Adam's apple rolling.

"Madam..." He couldn't help but call her.

"Don't move. I won't be responsible if you tie it crooked." Song Wanqing was concentrating on the clothes and didn't notice anything unusual about him.

"Okay." Cheng Qian'an's voice was tinged with a hint of grievance.

After a while, Song Wanqing patted his clothes to smooth out the wrinkles, then stood up, only to see that Cheng Qian'an's face was flushed.

She was startled, and she stroked his forehead with her hand and asked, "Are you feeling unwell? Why is your face so red and hot?"

Cheng Qi'an hesitated, he himself didn't know what was going on, an inexplicable heat was running through his body, he just said: "Madam, it's hot."

Song Wanqing was worried, so she looked at Cheng Qi'an, then moved her eyes downwards and her face suddenly turned red.

She almost forgot that although Cheng Qi'an had a child's mind, his body had grown up. No matter how thick-skinned she was, she would still be shy sometimes. She hurriedly looked away and warned him seriously: "Qi'an, if you feel this way again in the future, stay in your room alone and don't let Dabao and Erbao see you. Got it?"

Cheng Qi'an nodded obediently, "Madam, I will obey you."

Song Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief and stayed in the inner room for a while before taking Cheng Qian'an out. Before leaving, she picked out some clothes for the children at home.

When the six-month deadline was up, officers and soldiers came to collect taxes.

"Lanhua Village?" The soldiers at the entrance of the village took a look and were a little unsure. They asked the general, "General, is this really Lanhua Village?"

Why is it different from the last time I came?

There are now lush trees, flowers and grass here, and people of all ages are filled with joy. Every time they came here before, they were all depressed and crying for their parents. How could it become like this in just half a year?

"The war is imminent, there is no need to worry about so many things. If there is no food, just capture people!" The general showed a fierce look on his face, waved his hand, and led the officers and soldiers into the village.

The soldiers surrounded the entire village and gathered all the villagers together.

The chief was full of authority and shouted to the villagers: "This year's grain tax is 5,000 kilograms. Those who can't pay it will go to the military camp and the border to serve the country!"

The villagers looked miserable, and some had already shed tears on the ground.

Seeing this, the leader decided that they could not pay the grain tax. When he was about to order people to be arrested, a young woman slowly walked out from the crowd.

She was wearing a mint green dress, with her black hair hanging down with only a wooden hairpin inserted in it, but her skin was as white as cream, her eyes were like stars and moons, and her voice was like the sound of the wind. She said, "Sir, our family has prepared everything, but we have two little kids and one fool, so we really can't personally deliver the five thousand kilograms of supplies to you. I'm going to trouble you to carry it yourself."

The leader was surprised. How could the whole family pay the grain tax with just one weak woman? He couldn't help but doubt Song Wanqing's words. He walked up to her and asked, "Have you really prepared 5,000 kilograms?"

Song Wanqing lowered his eyebrows and stepped aside to make way. "Sir, you can go and check it yourself. Not only my family, but almost everything in Orchid Village is ready."

The leader quickly ordered: "Go and have a look!"

After an afternoon of hard work, the grain tax collection in Lanhua Village was completed. Ninety percent of the villagers paid the five thousand kilograms, and only the remaining ten percent were captured and sent to the military camp.

They were lazy pigs who could not be pulled even if Song Wanqing tried to pull them hard. They wasted their days and missed the spring ploughing, which led to their fate.

A group of people gathered together and expressed their feelings. Suddenly, a woman's scream was heard not far away.

"Sir, please let me go! My husband broke his leg a few days ago and needs my care. Please be merciful..."

Song Wanqing looked over quickly and saw a soldier dragging a beautiful woman out of the village in an unruly manner, obviously wanting to take her for himself. The beautiful woman was crying so hard that she was completely powerless to resist.

In broad daylight, he actually raped a woman!

"Stop!" Song Wanqing's eyes suddenly turned cold. She quickly chased after him and grabbed the soldier's wrist. "Sir, what are you doing?"

The soldier was stunned by Song Wanqing's beauty, so he let go of the beautiful woman and said in a dirty way, "The young lady is so pretty. Since you want to save her, then come with me to the barracks. I will not treat you badly and will make you happy every day."

Song Wanqing's eyes were filled with murderous intent. She raised the corners of her mouth and said coldly, "But I don't think you will be able to enjoy this, right?"

Hearing this, the soldier got angry and raised his hand to hit Song Wanqing. At the critical moment, the leader suddenly appeared and stopped everything: "How dare you! Have you moved all the food yet? You dare to cause trouble here?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The soldier immediately ran away in shame, and before leaving, he did not forget to take another look at Song Wanqing.

The villagers gathered around, all with angry faces, and began to criticize the soldier's actions: "Sir, we, the Orchid Village, are sincere and have contributed to the country. Now in broad daylight, are you bullying us ordinary people like this?"

Song Wanqing stared at the leader, her eyes were as cold as frost and turned into a sharp blade. She said, "Sir, please give us an explanation."

The chief thought for a moment, then smiled apologetically and said, "Everyone, I am very sorry for what happened today. I will punish you severely when I return and give you an explanation. Please farm well and I will take care of the tax collection next year."

Song Wanqing pursed her lips and said nothing. She watched the soldiers disappear at the gate of Xinghua Village before she looked away.

If it weren't for the grain tax paid today, who can guarantee that these soldiers would not act recklessly? And the leader must have taken a fancy to the grain production of Orchid Village, which is why he acted so hypocritically.

"Thank you, Madam Song..." The beautiful woman who was almost abducted before knelt down in front of Song Wanqing, tears streaming down her face, which made people feel distressed.

Her voice trembled, and she looked grateful: "I really don't know how to repay you. Not only did you lead us to pay the grain, but you also saved me from those beasts today. If you don't mind... I will work as a helper in your family in the future!"

Song Wanqing helped her up, tidied her messy hair, and comforted her: "No need, just take good care of your husband."

It is estimated that disaster will follow soon. Now there is no place to live permanently, let alone need help.

After comforting the villagers, it was almost dark when Song Wanqing returned home.

The sky is setting and the moon is high in the sky.

Song Wanqing had fallen asleep when a stone suddenly flew in from the window and woke her up. She opened her eyes suddenly and became increasingly angry. Which big brother is not sleeping in the middle of the night?

When he looked up towards the window, he saw a man in black looking at him sullenly.

Song Wanqing:...No, is she going to be assassinated?

Her sleepiness disappeared immediately, and she stared at the man in black vigilantly, searching the room with her peripheral vision for something that could hit him most painfully.

The man said in a deep voice, "How is the mission going? The master is getting impatient."