Farm Girl's Manor-Chapter 1393: Extra Episode Twenty-One: About Having a Second Child_2

Xue tuanzi swaggered with her belly poked out, saying proudly, "You’ll know when the time comes."

The moment Mo Yan heard this, her curiosity intensified, "You’re really not going to tell? If you end up less cute after the transformation, I need to be mentally prepared!"

Xue tuanzi stiffened and asked without confidence, "What if I’m not cute?"

Mo Yan stroked her chin and pondered deeply before saying earnestly, "You’re already so cute now, after levelling up you’ll definitely be even cuter, but if not..."

At this point, she deliberately paused to see the nervous look in Xue tuanzi’s eyes, then said with a mischievous smile, "I’ll dress you up cutely, with a big red flower as large as a bowl on your head and a pretty Princess dress, haha!"

Upon hearing this, Xue tuanzi instantly thought of the recent time her unscrupulous owner dressed her up like a stuffed doll, the chubby maid, and she screamed in despair, "No, I don’t want to wear a big red flower, I don’t want to wear a Princess dress-"

Mo Yan didn’t expect Xue tuanzi to react so strongly and asked doubtfully, "Could it be that once Space reaches the Ninth Level, you’ll become very ugly?"

Xue tuanzi was furious and retorted, "You’re the ugly one, your whole family is ugly!"

Mo Yan glanced at Xue tuanzi and said indifferently, "Anyone with eyes can see that I’m not ugly, and there isn’t a single ugly person in my family."

In other words, you are blind!

Xue tuanzi: How do I break it to them that I want to run away from home?

Even after being bullied severely, Xue tuanzi still refused to reveal what she would look like after reaching the Ninth Level. Seeing that she couldn’t get any answers, Mo Yan didn’t press further and went to the medicine room to concoct a few types of pills that were needed. Then she left Space to dress her plump daughter who had just woken up.

"Mom, what’s for breakfast today?" The chubby girl rubbed her eyes sleepily, leaning into her mother’s embrace, and asked with a look of anticipation.

Two years had passed, and the chubby girl was now four years old. Her little face was still round and her skin was as white as a freshly peeled egg, her eyes black and bright like two embedded pearls - extremely adorable.

"Think about eating the moment you wake up, what a glutton you are!" Mo Yan teased as she playfully scraped her chubby daughter’s little nose.

The chubby girl held up her pudgy little chin with an air of confidence and said, "People regard food as their primal need, striving for food is also a pursuit. What’s wrong with Wanwan wanting to eat as soon as I open my eyes?"

"Ha, after studying with your little uncle for a few days you already know how to use those reasons to talk back to Mom, not bad, not bad." Mo Yan was generous with her praise and planted a firm kiss on her little chubby face.

Despite her young age, the little maid was exceptionally clever—she remembered everything taught to her after just one lesson and could extrapolate further, which made her able to state profound principles. Among her peers, no one could compete with her, and even Chu Chengyao who was two years older was frequently left speechless by her rebuttals, forcing him to study more diligently and learn knowledge unknown to him. freewebnøvel.coɱ

The chubby girl, shy from being kissed on the cheek by her mother, mustered up the courage to say, "Mom, Wanwan is a big girl now; you can’t kiss Wanwan anymore."

Mo Yan couldn’t help but laugh at her daughter’s childish statement, patting her forehead and smiling, "You are Mom’s daughter, no matter how big you grow, even if you become as tall as Mom, I can still kiss you."

Upon hearing this, the chubby girl’s face showed confusion, "Is that so? But Chu Chengyao told Wanwan that only Wanwan’s husband can kiss her, not anyone else."

Although she loved playing kissy-face with Mom, she had never seen other moms do that, and Grandma never kissed her little uncle, so she thought Chu Chengyao must be right.

Mo Yan cursed silently to herself, "Damn it." Any faint positive feelings for Chu Chengyao, who repeatedly snuck out of the palace to come to their residence to charm her plump daughter, and was now leading her astray, had vanished.

She straightened her daughter’s little head and said seriously, "That boy is deceiving you. Don’t you dislike him anyway? From now on, don’t believe a word he says, he has no good intentions."

Not one of the three generations of the Chu family was honest—the elder had been set on securing the Xiao Family’s allegiance to the Chu Family; the younger one was scheming to charm her chubby daughter to become his granddaughter-in-law; and the youngest was even worse, at such a tender age he was already looking for a wife—what will he become when he grows up?

"He deceived me?" the chubby girl said angrily, "I knew he was no good, always sneaking kisses on my face when I’m not paying attention. Humph, he even said that only my husband can kiss my face. Does he think he can be my husband? So annoying, I never want to see him again."

Mo Yan was pleased with her chubby daughter’s reaction and said with shared animosity, "Right, Wanwan should not play with him anymore. If he dares to kiss you again, you tell Mom, and I’ll get Mao Tuan to scare him off."

The chubby girl’s eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously, "I’ll listen to Mom!"

Having reached an agreement, mother and daughter enjoyed a pleasant breakfast. Afterwards, Mo Yan handed her chubby daughter over to the wet nurse and maids, letting them play in the courtyard, while she went to the study to deal with the family’s various affairs.

After spending two hours taking care of business, Mo Yan joined her chubby daughter in the courtyard to play games. They hadn’t been playing for long when Cui Qingrou came by with MoHan.

The chubby girl had a great relationship with her uncle MoHan; as soon as her little uncle arrived, she completely forgot about Mom, happily pulling him to play with her new jigsaw puzzle.

Mo Yan and Cui Qingrou sat aside and watched for a while, then started to have a casual conversation.

Cui Qingrou thought of something, and, taking Mo Yan’s hand, she asked quietly, "Yanyan, Wanwan is already four years old, isn’t it time for you to have a second child?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yan said, "Mom, when Wanwan turned three, I stopped wearing Contraceptive Grass, but it’s been a year and there hasn’t been any sign, maybe it’s fated that Wanwan will be my only daughter!"