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

After everything was settled, Song Wanqing counted the original number of people in the village and found that there were almost no elderly people here.

In addition to the original bandits, there were some captured men who were doing hard labor, and the women were either doing laundry, cooking, and other fine work, or being kept and played with. The food they ate on weekdays was worse than pig food, and most of the time they had nothing to eat at all, and they were so thin that their bones were visible.

Song Wanqing's eyes were dark and he was complaining in his heart.

I thought the young general exiled by the dog emperor might be a talented person who was not appreciated, but I didn't expect him to be a villain who took human lives lightly.

She considered for a moment and issued the new rules.

"Nowadays, things are different from the past. If you choose to stay, you must follow the new rules. Violators will be dealt with according to the law."

"Starting tomorrow, all the bandits in the original mountain stronghold will be sent to labor reform. They will be treated differently from other people. They must contribute to the goals of the stronghold before they have the opportunity to do the work they want. Others can choose the corresponding work on their own."

"Okay, I will explain this to you in detail tomorrow, and we will build a new residence together. Today, everyone can find a house to stay in temporarily and take a day off."

After saying that, Song Wanqing asked everyone to leave.

At this time, a bandit retorted dissatisfiedly: "You are treating us differently! You are targeting us!"

They were used to a carefree life, so how could they bear to do the rough and tiring work that was originally done by the people they captured?

Song Wanqing's eyes turned slightly cold, his gestures changed, and the farmer boy stepped forward and pinched his chin hard, dislocating it.

She swept her cold eyes over the group of bandits and said in a deep voice: "You seem to be unclear about your own identity. If you want to die, you can leave now."

After saying this, the farming kid gave a strange smile, causing the group of bandits to shrink back in fear.

This woman's origin is so mysterious, and no one knows what kind of monster is around her. It's better not to offend her.

The others looked at each other and said, "We have no objection."

"Very good." Song Wanqing raised his eyebrows slightly.

The people who were captured in the village felt happy when they saw that the person who bullied them in every way was so afraid of Song Wanqing. They finally had this day!

The ragged woman touched the little boy's head in her arms and choked up, saying, "My child, we can survive. We will never be separated again."

The little boy leaned tightly in his mother's arms, his eyes full of hope, and whispered, "Mom, will we not be bullied by bad guys anymore?"

"Hmm!" The woman's eyes were filled with tears. She held her son and looked at the woman with a cold temperament not far away. She murmured, "It's really the Bodhisattva who came to the world."

After everyone left, Naituanzi suddenly appeared. He smiled, climbed into Song Wanqing's arms, and said happily.

[Mother, we have gained a lot this time~]

Song Wanqing looked at him with a gentle gaze and said, "Seeing how happy you are, I'm afraid you can get a lot of good things in exchange."

[My mother guessed it right. There is a magic weapon called the Alien Mall. It can be exchanged for things in different interfaces. As long as you have enough merit, you can exchange it for anything you want, regardless of time and space! ]

Song Wanqing raised an eyebrow, "Then can I buy Italian cannons and bombard the emperor in the imperial city?"

"!" The little kid widened his eyes in shock and opened his little mouth.

I didn’t expect my mother’s ambitions to be so great!

[It seems not possible.] Naituanzi lowered his head guiltily.

"Pfft." Song Wanqing rubbed its head and said, "Okay, I'm just kidding."

[But we can indeed exchange for gunpowder and tanks, but we cannot break the rules of national destiny.] Naituanzi blinked and added.

"Is that so? Then let's think of something practical." Song Wanqing pretended to be disappointed and asked, "Besides these, what else can you exchange for?"

[Immortal elixirs, modern products, special treasures, etc.] Naituanzi carefully introduced the functions of the Alien Mall to her.

The general meaning is that she can get panaceas, modern technology and the like. Not only that, she can also take things from this world and sell them in the mall, not limited to exchanging them for merits.

This function made Song Wanqing very happy. With this mall, becoming rich is just around the corner!

Night inside the house.

The dishes on the table were steaming and smelling delicious, but Song Wanqing's thoughts were drifting away.

She looked at Cheng Qian'an's handsome face, met his ignorant eyes, smiled at him, and picked up another dish for him.

"It's okay, let's eat quickly."

Remembering the message conveyed by the man in black that night, Song Wanqing decided to test whether Cheng Qian'an had the so-called token on him, so that he could follow the clues to find out his true identity.

After finishing the meal, Song Wanqing pulled Cheng Qian'an into the room and looked at him seriously with an inquiring look.

Cheng Qi'an was at a loss for words when she looked at him, and asked softly, "Madam, what's wrong?"

Song Wanqing was amused by his shy look. She pinched his chin with her slender hand and said faintly, "Husband, I think you are hiding something from me."

Her serious expression startled Cheng Qian, and he explained in a panic: "I, didn't..."

"Really? Then do you have anything with you that you have been carrying with you since you were a child?" Song Wanqing's conscience pricked a little, and he asked without changing his expression.

He frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Yes."

"What is it?" Song Wanqing's eyes lit up and he asked.

"I have had a jade pendant since I was a child. My elder brother asked me to carry it close to my body." Cheng Qian'an's face was full of sincerity.

"Jade pendant?" Song Wanqing's eyes flashed.

Her husband's identity was indeed not simple. What was the intention of the rebel organization in wanting his jade pendant?

"I don't think I've seen your jade pendant." she said.

Cheng Qian'an's eyes flashed with pain, and his voice became hoarse: "Two years ago, after my eldest brother died, my mother sold the jade pendant."

Song Wanqing's eyes darkened. Sold it two years ago? That was the year Cheng Zhi died.

"Mom asked us to exchange the money for burying my eldest brother," he said.

Song Wanqing lowered her eyes. The token that the rebel organization cared so much about had already been lost. A hint of sarcasm flashed in her eyes.

It seems that group of people are not very well-informed.

It would be difficult to retrieve the jade pendant now. If we want to know the information about the jade pendant, we need to bring the Cheng couple with us.

The two men were terrified and insisted on staying in the village with everyone else, fearing that they would be hacked to death again if they went to other places.

Previously, Song Wanqing didn't care whether they stayed or left, but now she couldn't help but feel fortunate that she didn't ask them to get out.

"Madam, why are you asking this?" Cheng Qian'an asked worriedly when he saw that she was worried.

"It's okay, I just want to get to know you better." Seeing that his face was red again, Song Wanqing became playful and stroked his face, calling softly: "Husband~"

Her voice is lazy and tender, alluring and captivating.

Cheng Qian'an's breathing was choked, his handsome face turned slightly red, and his slender hands nervously grabbed the bed sheet.

"It's late, go to bed early." Song Wanqing pushed him down jokingly, covered him with a quilt the next second, patted him and turned away.

Cheng Qi’an: …

Wife, you are bad.