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

Walking on the newly built streets, she looked deeply at the idle people on the streets.

After these people have finished the basic work in the village, they have nothing to do, but there are currently no suitable jobs for them.

Song Wanqing's goal is not limited to this. She wants the village to develop and become stronger.

She decided to gather all the people in the village together, except for the bandits. She wanted to create some suitable positions for each person according to their specialties, such as silkworm breeding, embroidery, scientists, mathematicians, etc., to contribute to the development of the village.

"Husband, there will be a lot of work in the future. Will you always accompany me and follow me to do it?" She turned to look at Cheng Qian'an, her eyebrows slightly frowned, and her misty eyes revealed a hint of pity.

Seeing her like this, Cheng Qi'an pursed his lips slightly, and he stroked her cheek with his slender hands. He looked serious and said in a firm tone: "Qi'an is willing to stay with my lady forever."

Hearing this, the smile on Song Wanqing's lips gradually deepened.

"Okay, it's settled." She tapped his brow lightly, looking into his clear and lively eyes.

She went back to her room, got some paper and a pen, and went door to door with Cheng Qian'an. It took several days to select the more outstanding talents in each field.

However, everyone had never heard of words like mathematician, astronomer, etc., so they had no interest in them. They just wanted to do some practical work, such as craftsmen, embroiderers, etc., and seemed to be indifferent to Song Wanqing's suggestion.

Song Wanqing was a little confused for a moment, but Cheng Qian suddenly said, "Competition."

Contest?

Song Wanqing's eyes lit up. Yes, by setting up some awards and stimulating their desire to win, wouldn't it be possible to cultivate their interest in work?

She looked at Cheng Qian'an, her beautiful eyes sparkling with bright light, and she held his arms tightly with both hands, and said excitedly: "Good Qian'an, you are really my good husband!"

Song Wanqing skipped away happily, leaving Cheng Qian'an sitting there in a daze.

A blush appeared on his face, and he slowly turned his eyes to look at the pretty figure. There was something strange in his chest, and the feeling of a slight recovery was so strange, but also so comfortable.

The competition scheduled by Song Wanqing would take place in a month, and would be divided into two subjects: astronomy, geography, and mathematics.

The final winner can receive 20 kilograms of rice and three pieces of brocade every month. The second and third place winners can also get some high-quality rewards, including old hens.

You have to know that these things are hard to come by in this era, so those people who were originally listless started to move and studied the books distributed by Song Wanqing day and night.

The one-month preparation time was extremely long, so Song Wanqing took Cheng Qian'an to inspect the classroom learning situation every day. As the saying goes, children are the flowers of the motherland, and as the boss of the village, she naturally had to pay special attention to him.

As soon as I stepped into the classroom, a group of children surrounded me, waving their little hands stained with ink.

Song Wanqing's eyes curved, and she couldn't help but pick one up and said, "How is your study today, Xiaoling? Is there anything you don't understand?"

"Sister Song! I learned arithmetic with the teacher today, and I can do addition and subtraction within ten!" Xiaoling said, and was about to jump down to show her learning results.

She spread out a piece of paper with some crooked arithmetic drafts on it. Song Wanqing took a closer look and found that they were all correct!

She stretched out her finger and scratched the tip of Xiaoling's nose, praising her: "Xiaoling is awesome! Do you want to be a mathematician in the future?"

"Yes!" Xiaoling nodded heavily.

Soon after, other children came over to show their learning results in a joyful atmosphere. Cheng Qian watched silently from the side. He stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were intense yet gentle.

I don't know which child suddenly said, "Sister Song! When will you and Brother Cheng have another little brother or sister?"

Hearing this, more than a dozen pairs of curious eyes looked at the two of them, "Yes, yes, when are you going to have another child?"

Song Wanqing's expression froze. She subconsciously looked at Cheng Qian'an, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was confused.

After being in this world for so long, no one has ever urged her to have a baby so directly, which made Song Wanqing feel a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, these were just the ignorant words of a child, and her husband Cheng Qi'an was mentally retarded, so it didn't seem to be a big problem.

She habitually showed a gentle smile and changed the subject: "These are not issues that children should be concerned about now. You should seize the time to study and strive to do the job you want in the future, and then make a lot of money, right?"

Children tend to forget themselves quickly and the topic was quickly changed, but Cheng Qian'an is not a child.

His eyes were dark and he frowned in thought, what did it mean to have a baby? Why did everyone want him and his wife to have a baby together?

Even after returning home, Cheng Qian still couldn't figure it out, so he simply grabbed Song Wanqing and said, "My wife, I want to have a baby with you."

His eyes were full of determination and seriousness. Song Wanqing was so surprised that her eyes widened. Then she pouted her lips and knocked on Cheng Qian'an's head and said, "Qian'an, you can't say such nonsense again, and don't mention it in front of outsiders, understand?"

"Why?" Cheng Qian'an felt aggrieved.

why?

Song Wanqing held her forehead with her hand. She thought for a moment and explained, "This is something that only husband and wife can do. Outsiders are absolutely not allowed to watch or hear it. Those kids in the school are ignorant. Are you ignorant too?"

Seeing the anger in her eyes, Cheng Qian knew that he had said something wrong, and he quickly shut up.

"That's good." Song Wanqing pinched Cheng Qian'an's face as if he was petting a big dog.

But he was staring at her with burning eyes. Song Wanqing's face couldn't help but get hot. She hurriedly turned her eyes away and looked elsewhere.

What happened just now?

Why were Cheng Qian'an's eyes so clear yet seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, making it difficult for her to see through them? Or was it that this boy was pretending to be crazy and stupid, but in fact he knew what it meant to have a baby?

Song Wanqing frowned slightly, her pretty eyes tinged with anger, "Qian, do you know what it means to have a child?"

The next moment, Cheng Qian'an returned to his silly look. He shook his head in confusion, looking aggrieved, which made Song Wanqing regret having been so mean to him just now.

"Okay, since Qi'an didn't know, I was wrong about you." She apologized sincerely.

Hearing this, Cheng Qian'an relaxed his frown, buried his head in Song Wanqing's shoulder, and said coquettishly: "My wife, please be the best to me. You can't be mean to me."

Song Wanqing raised her eyebrows and chuckled. She patted his big hands and nodded affirmatively: "Okay, how could my wife bully you? As long as Qi'an is obedient, I will always be by your side."

"Then," Cheng Qian suddenly approached, his hot breath spraying on Song Wanqing's neck, "Madam, call me, husband."

Song Wanqing shuddered all over. Cheng Qian'an's breathing was particularly clear, causing her ears to turn red. She pushed Cheng Qian'an away, and a hint of shyness appeared on her pretty face. She said angrily, "Qian, where did you learn these moves?"

Cheng Qian just smiled foolishly.

Song Wanqing had no choice but to smile bitterly and said, "Okay, my husband, it's getting late, it's time to go back to bed."