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

# COZY # OMNIPOTENT # CHIEFASSISTANT In her past life, Mo Ruyue was a top-notch assassin. She was as indifferent as an abyss, and had killed more people than she had fingers to count. In her new life, she became the vicious stepmother of five munchkins in a remote mountain valley, and they were terrified of her. In this life, she decided to change the way she lived. She only had four bare walls for a house? Her children starved to the point they were just skin and bones? No problem. She could kill wild boars with her bare hands, so food wasn’t an issue. She was also proficient in multiplication tables, and her kids instantly became big fans of hers. It had been a difficult journey to change from a vicious stepmother to a warm one. Then, her supposedly dead husband suddenly returned, now the first minister of the dynasty.“Let’s divorce. Give me the children, and I’ll return the money to you.” “I don’t lack anything, just you and the children.”

Wu Shuangzhou · Integral
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Settling Accounts

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

So many people surrounded Mo Ruyue, but there was no fear on her face. Instead, the mockery on her lips became more apparent.

After hearing her words, the adults took the opportunity to look at the children's hands. They didn't know if they were frightened, but some of the children were still holding onto the dead rats tightly. Even after walking, they didn't throw away the dead rats.

"Aiya, why is there a dead rat? Isn't it dirty? Hurry up and throw it away!"

Someone immediately cried out in alarm, urging the children to throw away the dead rat in their hands quickly.

"You all know this thing is dirty, but do you know where they threw it?"

Mo Ruyue looked around the crowd. No one took the initiative to ask or answer her question.

"What's wrong? Where's the energy you had when you questioned me just now? This is a critical question, why are you all so quiet?"

With her sarcasm, someone couldn't help but retort, "If you know anything, say it. Don't beat around the bush. How would we know where the children have gone to play or what they have done?"

"They threw the dead rat into my well!"

A baby voice suddenly came from behind. Mo Ruyue turned around and saw that it was san bao.

"San Bao, why did you come out? Where's Er Bao? He didn't stop you?"

Mo Ruyue frowned slightly. She didn't expect San Bao to run out. As expected, it was no good if Da Bao was not at home.

"Mother, it was second brother who asked me to come. San Bao did not come out without reason." San Bao quickly waved his hand and explained.

"San Bao, you can't lie! You're so young. Why can't you learn better!"

The woman still holding her child across the net growled, "Although my Zhu Zi is usually a bit naughty, he wouldn't do something like throwing dead rats into someone's well!"

"That dead rat is still in your son's hand. Also, why do you say my son is lying? Did you see that there was no dead rat in my well? Or did you see that your son didn't throw dead rats into my well?"

Mo Ruyue's face darkened when she heard the woman scolding San Bao. Initially, she still had an indifferent and sarcastic look on her face. Now, her eyes were frighteningly cold. The woman who had spoken rudely shrank her neck subconsciously.

She had heard that widow Qin's temperament had suddenly changed not long ago. Sometimes, when she stared at people, her eyes were cold and sharp like a wild beast, as if she could eat people. She was terrifying, and she had finally seen it today.

"You, who knows if you and your mother are making slanderous accusations? The older one didn't learn well, and the younger one followed suit."

Although she was a little scared, she was still very stubborn. Everyone in the village knew what kind of person widow Qin was. Did they believe her? It would be better to listen to someone's fart.

"Whether it's true or not, you can go to my well and take a look. If they hadn't gathered together and prepared to throw the dead rat in, how could they have been caught by me?"

"Do you really think that I'll gather them together, tie them up with a net, and then catch a few dead rats to stuff into their hands in order to frame 'them?"

Mo Ruyue's words made the surrounding villagers, especially the parents of the children, speechless. They really couldn't go against their conscience and say that it was as Mo Ruyue had said. She was the one who had framed them.

"By the way, they also kicked down my wooden door," Mo Ruyue said. "Their footprints are still on the door. Do you want to compare them?"

Mo Ruyue had seen the entire process. To catch a thief, one must catch the stolen goods, especially this kind of children who caused trouble. If they didn't bring the evidence to their parents, they would never admit it.

"I say, let's go and take a look. If not... There's a reason for them to be angry. If dead rats were thrown into that well, it would be useless. How much would it cost to build a well?"

Finally, someone couldn't stand it and said something fair.

If it was the old widow Qin, no one would have the time to speak up for her. But recently, this woman's temperament had changed greatly. Although her attitude towards the children was a little cold, she bought a lot of food and necessities. Now, those children had grown taller and fatter. It showed that she had really raised them with care.

The life of a widow and an orphan was difficult. If a brat in the village could step on their heads and sh*t on them, then they would really have no way to live.

Someone was the first to speak up for justice, and the others who had nothing to do with it also echoed. The parents of those bear cubs saw this and could only agree to follow Mo Ruyue to the well to take a look.

"But you have to let the children go first. How can they stand being tied up like this?"

There was a woman who loved her child, but he was tied up in the middle. If she wanted to release him, she had to release all the children outside.

"If you all know how to feel bad for your children, then why didn't you say that my children couldn't take it when they were beaten black and blue by them? I only tied them up with the rope. I haven't settled the score with them yet. "

Mo Ruyue didn't intend to let this matter go so easily. Since they had bumped into her today, she would settle all the old and new debts together.

One punch was enough to avoid a hundred punches. In the future, if these children wanted to bully people again, they would have to think carefully and see if they could afford the price they had to pay.

Mo Ruyue's words were very impolite, but now no one cared about her attitude. Because everyone had walked over and indeed saw that one of the Qin family's wooden doors had completely fallen down, and the other also looked like it was about to fall at any time.

The most speechless thing was that in the well not far away, there were indeed a few dead rats floating in the water. They were exactly the same as the ones in the children's hands.

"Do you want to go over and compare the child's footprints? To see if I'm lying?"

Mo Ruyue saw that the parents of the children didn't speak and deliberately retorted.

"Qin family, calm down. It's all because the children are naughty. Let their parents bring them back and scold them. They promise that they won't do it again."

Someone tried to be the peacemaker, but Mo Ruyue didn't give her any face at all.

"Curse a few words? If you can stop making mistakes after scolding me, why are you still called a brat?"

Mo Ruyue sneered, "Just tell me how many times they've ganged up to bully my babies. When are they going to change? Yesterday, you threw rotten branches and left into the well, and today, you're a dead rat. Next time, are you going to throw my baby in too?"

Her words were so harsh that the parents who had been pretending to be dead could no longer keep their mouths shut and retorted, "Qin family, what kind of words are you saying? Are you treating our child as a murderer?"

"That's right. It's just a child who doesn't know any better. How could you throw your baby into the well? Our baby wouldn't even dare to crush an ant to death. Don't you talk nonsense!"

"Oh? You don't even dare to kill an ant?"

Mo Ruyue glanced at the person who spoke and then at his child. She said sarcastically, "The dead rat in your child's hand was trampled to death by him. If you don't believe me, look at the ground under his feet. There's still the rat's blood and brain."