Farming with kids: My deceased husband returns and I spoil him rotten.

But what if she makes a mistake in front of others in the future?

By then, it probably won't be something that can be resolved with just a few words of delay.

The thought that one day in the future, Xi'er might be pulled by the hair and beaten by someone made Shang Qing shudder.

No, we can't let them continue to be so spoiled.

The plan to teach Xi'er came to mind, but before he could figure out how to implement it, it was overshadowed by Wang Mingli's matter.

Xi'er's education is important, but Wang Mingli's matter is even more important.

If Wang Mingli's matter cannot be effectively resolved, then no matter how much Xi'er is educated, it will probably not achieve good results.

Her bright eyes dimmed, and Shang Qing took the two children's hands.

"Alright, you don't need to worry about Xi'er anymore. Now, Mother has a task for you."

"Keep a close eye on Xi'er and make sure she doesn't meet with Wang Mingli."

"Why?" Nian'er wanted to know the cause and effect, but Pan'er stopped her.

"Mother must have her reasons for doing this. Don't worry, we will take good care of Xi'er."

By the time Shang Qing came out of the room, it was completely dark.

There was no one outside the house at that moment.

On the dark table, a candle shone brightly, and under the candle was a white strip of paper.

"It's late, I won't disturb you any longer, I'll take my leave now and come back tomorrow."

This is a note left by Gu Heng.

Knowing that Gu Heng was worried about her reputation being damaged, Shang Qing didn't dare to go to the next courtyard to talk about Xi'er.

Tomorrow, we'll be going into hiding. Do we have enough stuff at home?

Seeing that there were hardly any vegetables left in the house, Shang Qing picked up a hoe and headed towards the wild vegetables by the yard...

Meanwhile, back home, Wang Mingli was lying on the edge of his bed, leisurely reading a book.

His gaze was solemn yet empty; although he was reading, he wasn't really paying attention to the book.

Sure enough, he hadn't even maintained the posture of holding the book for long before he put it down and picked up the money bag next to the table.

The money bag contained the wages Shang Qing had given him for today.

I weighed it in my palm; it was quite heavy.

Although everything was done according to his requirements, why does it still feel a bit strange?

He rested his chin on his left hand, while his right fingertips couldn't help but twirl the money pouch.

The Shang family is really strange. The imperial examination schedule is so tight, yet they dare to take a break. Aren't they afraid of failing the exam?

It's strange that they're giving away money.

If an ordinary person heard that he was going to charge money to those who hadn't studied, they would be just as furious as Gu Heng. Even if they weren't like Gu Heng, they would still try to bargain.

This woman is something else; she handed over the money without saying a word. Isn't that a bit too straightforward?

Could this money be fake?

Thinking of this, the man immediately took out the copper coin, placed it between his teeth, and bit it.

hard!

It's rock hard.

This is real money.

Why would she be so willing to do that? Could it be that she's plotting something?

His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately jumped out of bed. This woman must be up to something; he was determined to investigate her thoroughly tomorrow.

The next day, after the first class, Wang Mingli went to Shang Qing's courtyard.

It's noon now. Usually at this time, the children would already be clamoring for lunch.

However, today, Shang Qing's house was empty and there was not a sound.

As the man approached the gate, a large lock came into view.

Is this person really gone?

Feeling uneasy, the man walked around the yard once, and then stopped in a corner closest to the house.

With his ear pressed against the wall, the man listened to the sounds inside.

The empty sound echoed in my ears, without a single word.

It seemed they really had left. The man breathed a sigh of relief, as if the fog in his heart had dissipated.

Just as he turned to leave, suddenly, the sound of a heavy object falling rang out.

With a loud crack, Xi'er's cries rang out.

The sound was loud and clear.

This person didn't leave?

Wang Mingli was startled. He wanted to climb over the wall to get in, but fearing that he would alert the enemy, he quickly retreated.

Perhaps still lost in thought about the house, Wang Mingli hadn't noticed the path behind him when he tripped over a vase.

With a snap, the bottle shattered on the floor.

With no one around, the man kicked the bottle to the sides and hurriedly slipped away.

Perhaps too afraid of being discovered, Wang Mingli, who was leaving at this moment, did not notice that a woman was standing behind him.

At the same time, Shang Qing, who was sewing clothes inside the house, rushed over when she heard Xi'er crying.

She grabbed Xi'er's hand and covered Xi'er's mouth, her face filled with terror.

She subconsciously looked out through the crack at the edge of the window, and only after seeing that no one was there did she release the person in her arms.

"what happen?"

This was a whisper, so faint it was almost imperceptible.

"Mother, I'm sorry, I accidentally slipped when I was handing the bowl to my sister!" Pan'er said, her head down, not daring to lift her eyes.

Nian'er watched from the side, wanting to say something, but Pan'er grabbed her sleeve tightly.

Only Xi'er, as if she had a rebellious streak, completely disregarded the fact that Shang Qing's hand was still on her lips and hurriedly clarified.

"It wasn't my older sister who did it, it was me. I was just throwing a tantrum and accidentally knocked it off."

It must be admitted that Xi'er is a woman with backbone. Even though she knew she would be beaten for speaking out, she still didn't want Pan'er to take the blame.

Only then did Nian'er finally say, "That's right, it wasn't eldest sister who did it, it was third sister."

My heart has truly turned cold.

Looking at the disobedient son sitting on the bed, Shang Qingzhen wanted nothing more than to spank him until his buttocks were bruised and battered, but in the end she held back.

"Alright, no matter where you got it, from now on you're not allowed to make a sound and just do your own thing."

"As for Xi'er, if you make any more noise that others can hear, don't blame me..."

Boom boom boom!

Before he could finish speaking, there was a knock on the door.

Pan'er and Nian'er were so frightened that they took a deep breath, while Xi'er was so scared that she hugged her two older sisters' legs, still muttering a rebuttal under her breath.

"I didn't bring this person here, it was you, Mother..."

"you……"

Shang Qingqi's teeth itched with anger.

But seeing the little one nestled like a kitten between her two older sisters' legs, peeking out with her eyes, her huge anger had to subside.

The noise outside the door continued.

Shang Qing tiptoed forward, and through the crack in the door, she caught a glimpse of a pale blue and white hem of clothing.

The hem of her dress was stained with cherry red, which was Chen Linlang's favorite color.

"Shang Qing, are you home?"

It is indeed Chen Linlang.

Once he identified the person, Shang Qing quickly opened the window next to him, "Come on, climb in from here!"

Gu Heng locked the door from the outside, so Shang Qing couldn't open it from the inside.

Knowing there were no other entrances, Chen Linlang reluctantly squeezed in through the window.

"What are you doing, sneaking around like that? Have you done something to murder?"