Oh my god, I became the vicious stepmother of four villains

"Li Cuihua, if you keep talking nonsense, I will make sure you can't go home today."

"You...fellow villagers, you must give me justice."

Seeing that she couldn't scold Xia Yingyingying's family, Li Cuihua wanted to ask the onlookers to help her scold Xia Yingyingying's family.

But the villagers just wanted to watch the fun and didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

However, some villagers with a strong sense of justice complained: "Why would you help me? You want to kill someone's son and sell his daughter. How can you be so evil?"

"That's right, that's right, luckily I didn't buy your cakes just now, otherwise I would be so disgusted."

"You are such a vicious woman that you are not worthy of coming to our village to sell cakes. Get out of our village..."

"Yes, get out. The good feng shui of our village cannot be polluted by a vicious woman like you."

“Get out…get out…”

The voices for Li Cuihua to get out were getting louder and louder, and even formed a uniform and sonorous force, which was quite shocking.

Li Cuihua was frightened, spitted, and said stubbornly: "If you don't want to come, then don't come. I don't want to come to this poor mountain valley."

"Okay, if you don't want to come, then don't come. I want my money back, my money back..."

Li Cuihua's face turned pale. She picked up the backpack and ran away quickly. There was a big rock on the road. She ran too fast and fell down. The cakes in the basket rolled out. She didn't have time to pick them up, so she quickly got up and ran away.

A villager said to Xia Yingying: "My dear, this kind of person bullies the good and fears the evil. Don't try to reason with her, just fight with her face."

"Thank you all the uncles and aunts today." Xia Yingying thanked the villagers.

"My lady, you are welcome. Your pastries are delicious. You are welcome to our village."

Xia Yingying saw that it was getting late, so she said goodbye to the villagers and went back with Lu Haoran and Lu Yuwei.

It wasn’t far from here to home. It took Xia Yingying and the others half a quarter of an hour to get there.

Song Ruyi had already prepared lunch. Xia Yingying went back to wash her face and sat down to eat.

During the meal, I talked to Song Ruyi about Li Cuihua. Song Ruyi said earnestly, "You need to ask Li Shihua to pay you back as soon as possible. She is holding it now because she obviously doesn't want to pay you back. When she has used up all the money, you won't be able to get it back if you go back to ask for it."

"I understand, Mom." Xia Yingying picked up a piece of mushroom.

She didn't ask Li Cuihua for money for the time being because she knew that Li Cuihua would not spend the money and would save it for use after marrying Liu Xiucai.

The money is just temporarily kept with Li Cuihua, and some interest can be collected later.

Xia Yingying was hungry and ate another bowl of rice.

In the next few days, Xia Yingying made cakes and sold them in the surrounding villages.

Sometimes I can meet Li Cuihua.

Li Cuihua was like a mouse seeing a cat when she saw her. She was not as arrogant as before, but just quietly selling cakes nearby, wishing she could bury her head in the soil. Xia Yingying was too lazy to pay attention to her.

Xia Yingying's cakes were always sold out before hers, and Li Cuihua always looked at her with jealous and twisted eyes. At first, Xia Yingying felt uncomfortable, but gradually she accepted it and felt it was nothing.

In a blink of an eye, it was almost market day again. This time, Xia Yingying made a lot of cakes and prepared to sell them at the market.

In addition to double skin milk and steamed cake this time, Xia Yingying also plans to make pumpkin cake.

Aunt Niu had two carts of pumpkins, and Xia Yingying bought some to make cakes. Aunt Niu also gave away a lot, which was equivalent to selling half and giving half away.

She couldn't eat all the pumpkins, so she just used them to make pumpkin pie.

While Xia Yingying was steaming the cake, Song Ruyi peeled the skin, took out all the melon seeds, washed them and dried them. After drying, they can be fried and eaten, or the kernels inside can be peeled and made into cakes. Xia Yingying really likes to eat melon seeds.

"Stepmother, can we sell all the cakes we make?"

Lu Yuwei added firewood and looked at the big pot of pastries and couldn't help but worry.

Xia Yingying started making pastries in the morning and made a lot, much more than the last time she went to the market.

"Don't worry, we can sell them all." Xia Yingying put the last steamed cake on.

"It would be great if Li Cuihua hadn't come out." Lu Yuwei muttered.

Li Cuihua's food was not as good as her stepmother's, but she still made some money. After all, she sold it at a low price. She still snatched some business.

Seeing Lu Yuwei so worried, Xia Yingying said, "Don't worry, you will know tomorrow. I will not be unprepared at all."

Lu Yuwei nodded when she heard this. So many cakes were sold out, how much money would that make? She was looking forward to tomorrow.

Because there were a lot of cakes to be made, the other pot was also used. The pumpkin was washed, cut into pieces, and steamed in a steamer. After a while, the kitchen was filled with the pleasant aroma of steamed cakes and steamed pumpkin.

After the pumpkin was steamed, Xia Yingying asked Lu Haoran and Lu Haojie to mash the pumpkin with a wooden spoon. Lu Haoran was strong and finished it in a short while. This time, Xia Yingying added goat milk and sugar to remove the fishy smell, and poured glutinous rice flour into the mixture. She mixed it with the pumpkin puree, kneaded it into dough, and fried them one by one.

Lu Yuwei looked at the fragrant and golden pumpkin pie and swallowed her saliva. Xia Yingying scooped out a cooked pumpkin pie, put it in a bowl, and when it was almost cool, she gave it to Lu Yuwei.

"Thank you, stepmother." Lu Yuwei thanked her and ran to the yard to share the food with Song Ruyi, Lu Haoran and Lu Haojie, and finally left a small piece for Xia Yingying.

"It's delicious, really delicious. Pumpkin cake is better than persimmon cake." Lu Haojie commented while eating.

Isn't that right? Last time, the persimmon cake didn't have enough raw materials, and there was no glutinous rice flour, so I could only use flour, and the taste was not as good as the glutinous rice flour. This time, the pumpkin cake was also added with goat milk, which was full of flavor. The skin was crispy and delicious, and the inside was soft and sweet, very delicious.

Seeing that they liked the food, Xia Yingying scooped up several and put them on a plate for them.

Song Ruyi, Lu Haoran and Lu Haojie couldn't stop eating.

Xia Yingying didn't pay much for the pumpkin this time, only half of the money.

Since there were a lot of pumpkin pancakes made, Xia Yingying sent Lu Haoran to deliver pumpkin pancakes to Aunt Niu's house.

The usual activity before going to bed is to count money. Lu Yuwei has become very skilled at it during this period of time, and she has saved dozens of coins in her small treasury.

She followed Xia Yingying to sell cakes almost every day. All the cakes she made were sold out every day. She made a lot of money during this period. Her life is getting better and better now.

As usual, the whole family went to the market together.

This time, Xia Yingying collected all the valuable things in the house. She and Li Cuihua had more and more conflicts in the space. Who knows what bad things she is planning.

The ox cart arrived, and Xia Yingying loaded the cakes onto the cart one basket at a time. This time, in addition to the cakes in the baskets, there were also cakes in the baskets, and there were two more baskets.

Aunt Niu was a little surprised to see Xia Yingying brought so many pastries.

“Can you sell all of that?”

Aunt Niu knew that the pastries made by Xia Yingying were delicious, but could she really sell all of them?

She couldn't help but doubt.

"They can all be sold out." Xia Yingying said confidently.

Du Shuili was also confused.

Although Xia Yingying's pastries are good, there is no need to make so many. What if they can't be sold and are wasted?

Song Ruyi was also worried. She had reminded Xia Yingying to only do the same amount as last time, but Yingying insisted on doing so much and she couldn't persuade her.

Oh, never mind. After it’s wasted, she will know not to be too greedy.