I Transmigrated Into a Novel and Became the Vicious Stepmother of Five Cute Babies

Mo Ruyue was surrounded by so many people, and there was no fear on her face, but the sarcasm on her lips became more and more obvious.

After listening to her words, the adults looked at the bear cubs' hands. They didn't know if they were frightened just now. All the way, the dead mouse was not lost.

"Oh, why is it still holding dead mice, isn't it dirty, why don't you just throw it away!"

Suddenly, someone screamed, urging the cubs to throw away the dead mouse in their hands.

"You all know it's dirty, but do you know where they threw it?"

Mo Ruyue looked around the crowd, but no one took the initiative to raise or answer the questions she asked.

"Why, where did all the energy to question me go? I've asked the key, and everyone stopped talking?"

At her sarcasm, someone couldn't help it, and retorted: "If you know something, just say it, don't beat around the bush, how do we know where the children go to play and what they do."

"They threw dead mice in my well!"

A milky voice suddenly came from behind, Mo Ruyue looked back and saw that it was Sanbao.

"Sanbao, why did you run out? What about Erbao, he didn't stop you?"

Mo Ruyue frowned slightly, she didn't expect Sanbao to run out, and sure enough Dabao was not at home.

"Mother, the second brother asked me to come, Sanbao didn't sneak away." Sanbao quickly explained with a wave of his hand.

"Sanbao, you can't lie! Why don't you learn well at such a young age!"

The woman who was still holding her child across the net said angrily, "Although my pillars are usually skinny, he can't do this kind of thing like throwing dead mice into other people's wells!"

"The dead mouse is still in your son's hand. Also, why didn't my son learn to lie? Did you see that there were no dead mice in my well? Or did you see that your son didn't throw dead mice into my well? ?"

When Mo Ruyue heard the woman scolding Sanbao, her face suddenly sank. She was still indifferent and sarcastic at first, but now her eyes looked frighteningly cold, which made the rude woman shrink her neck unconsciously.

I heard that this widow Qin suddenly changed her temperament not long ago. Sometimes she stared at people with cold and sharp eyes like a wild beast, as if it could eat people.

"You, who knows if your mother and son are bloody, the older ones don't learn well, and the younger ones follow in a good manner."

Although she was a little cowardly in her heart, she was still very stubborn. What kind of person is this widow Qin, who doesn't know what she said in the village and outside the village, and believes what she said? It's better to listen to people fart.

"Is it right? Just go to my well and take a look. If they didn't gather around and were going to throw dead mice in, how could they be caught by me?"

"Could it be that you still think that in order to "frame" some children, I will deliberately gather them together with nets and ropes, and then go catch a few dead mice and put one in each of their hands ?"

Mo Ruyue's words left the villagers onlookers, especially the parents of a few bear cubs, speechless. There was really no way to tell the truth without conscience. As Mo Ruyue said, she was the one who framed it.

"By the way, they also kicked down the wooden door of my house, and there are still their footprints on the door. How about it? Do you want to check it?"

Mo Ruyue took the whole process in his eyes. To catch a thief, you need to get the loot, especially if this kind of bear cub causes trouble. If they don't show the evidence to the parents, they will never admit it.

"If I tell you, let's go and have a look. If it's true that she framed it, it's better to give the children an innocence. If it's not... people are angry for a reason, and throwing a dead mouse in that well will make it useless, can't you? How much does it cost to drill a well!"

Finally someone couldn't see it and said a fair word.

If it was the former Widow Qin, no one would have the time to speak for her, but recently, this woman's temperament has changed drastically. Although her attitude towards children is a little cold, she buys a lot of food for food. Now those children are watching. Growing fleshy and taller, it shows that she really cares about raising her.

Orphans and widows have a hard life. If even a bear child in the village can step on their heads and poop, it will really be impossible to live in those days.

Someone was the first to speak out, and others who had nothing to do with it followed suit. The parents of the cubs saw it and could only agree to follow Mo Ruyue to the well.

"But you have to let the children go first. How can they bear it when they are tied up in their pockets?"

There is a woman who loves her child, but unfortunately he is tied in the middle. If he wants to let him go, he has to let all the children outside.

"You all know that you feel sorry for your own children. Then when my babies are beaten up by them, why don't you say that the children can't stand it? I just tied them with the rope. I haven't calculated the previous account yet. "

Mo Ruyue didn't intend to lightly reveal this matter. Since it hit her hands today, she should settle the old and new accounts together.

Hit a punch to avoid a hundred punches. In the future, when these bear cubs want to bully others, they must weigh them carefully, and cannot bear the price they will pay later.

Mo Ruyue's words were very rude, but now no one cares about her attitude anymore, because everyone walked all the way and saw that one of the wooden doors of the Qin family had completely collapsed, and the other was also crumbling at any time.

Like to fall.

The most speechless thing is that in the well not far away, there are several dead mice floating, exactly the same as those held by the cubs.

"Would you like to go over and compare the child's footprints? See if I lied?"

Seeing that the parents of several bear cubs stopped talking, Mo Ruyue deliberately snorted.

"The Qin family, calm down. It's all naughty children. Let their parents take them back and scold them, and make sure they don't commit any more crimes next time."

Someone tried to be a peacemaker and muddy, but Mo Ruyue wouldn't sell her face at all.

"A few scoldings? A few scoldings will stop you from making mistakes. What are you calling a dick."

Mo Ruyue sneered: "How many times did they get together to bully my babies, and when did they change? Yesterday they threw branches and rotten leaves into the well, but today they are dead mice. The baby is also thrown in?"

What she said was serious, and the parents of the children who shut up and pretended to be dead finally couldn't hold it anymore, and retorted one after another: "Qin family, what are you talking about, treating our children as murderers?"

"Yes, but it's just a child who is ignorant. How can you throw your baby into the well? Our baby doesn't dare to run over an ant. Don't talk about it!"

"Oh? Don't even dare to run over an ant?"

Mo Ruyue glanced at the person who was speaking, then looked at his child, and said sarcastically, "The dead mouse in your baby's hand was trampled to death by himself. If you don't believe me, look under his feet, It's stained with rat blood and brains."