Outsiders also have golden fingers

In order to eat this bowl of porridge, Mingzhu seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

She panted for a while, wiped her mouth with her sleeve and slumped down on the ground, her neck tilted to one side without moving at all.

After sitting for a long time, she grabbed the legs of the table and tried to stand up, but failed.

She lay on the ground and crawled forward again, but instead of crawling toward the bed, she crawled toward the door.

Qingling whispered: "Mother-in-law said that the beginning is very important, you must hold back!"

In fact, she had no confidence at all. If Mingzhu cried and begged, it was very pitiful, and she didn't know if Xiaojun could bear it.

Xiaojun didn't answer, but nodded.

Mingzhu finally climbed to the door, stretched out her hand and slapped the door feebly, yelling:

Yes, it was a scolding, a real scolding.

"Dog slave, dog bastard"

Just after she cursed, she was pleasantly surprised to find that she could make a sound. Although she was still hoarse, she could hear clearly.

So he cursed even more vigorously. Although his voice was weak, hoarse and intermittent, he kept cursing:

Let me out, let me out

Otherwise I will ask your father to kill your whole family.

All the women, young and old, were sold to the brothels and beaten by thousands of people.

The man was cut into pieces with a thousand cuts, his heart cut open and his liver removed.

Execute your nine tribes, no, punish your ten tribes, go to hell, skin them, pull out your tongues with chopsticks."

Qing Ling was simply shocked. How arrogant and stupid is this person to dare to curse others when he is completely controlled by others and has no control over his life or death?

And he was scolding you so dirty and viciously?

She was a princess raised in a deep palace, a real child who was always surrounded by hugs and hugs, and she was even raised under the nose of Queen Ning.

Even if she occasionally left the palace, she would be followed by secret guards, and no dirty words could reach her ears.

Where did she hear these vicious and dirty words?

Unless someone deliberately taught her, who taught her? Who could she get in the way of?

Not only is her body fat and almost pathological, her temperament is also completely crooked. Not to mention being kind or not, she doesn't even understand the basics of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.

She turned to look at Xiaojun. Xiaojun was stiff, breathing rapidly, but not moving at all. He was also shocked.

They were so shocked that they lost their normal reactions.

Seeing that no one answered outside, Mingzhu started crying again, cursing while crying:

"Kill your whole family. Sell it to a brothel and kill the nine tribes. Cut into pieces with a thousand cuts."

After scolding for a while, probably because no one answered her, she ate some porridge and drank some water to gain some strength. She climbed back on the bed again, covered herself with a quilt, and soon breathed evenly, and actually fell asleep.

It can be considered a big heart.

No wonder Grandma Feiying made such a short bed, which is about half as high as an ordinary wooden bed. She seems to have experience.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to climb up at all, and would be easily injured if she fell.

"Let's go."

Qingling turned around, Xiaojun's face was ashen and expressionless, the two took off the bamboo tube and repaired the door as it was.

When I took Mingzhu away from the imperial palace, I was worried that she would scream when she woke up, so I gave her a pill that made her throat hoarse and silent for a short time.

Even if she yelled and cursed inside, no one could hear her, only the banging on the door could be heard.

Now that the medicine has worn off, she drank water and ate porridge, and she can make sounds, but she is so miserable.

"Brother Xiaojun, let's ask my mother-in-law what she wants to eat for lunch, and then go pick vegetables, okay?"

"No, my mother-in-law said yesterday that she wanted to eat the noodles with dried eggplant, mushrooms and meat that I made. Please confirm again.

Then stir-fry your favorite fresh mushrooms and make a salted fish head, golden garlic and loofah soup. I have prepared all the ingredients, and you can just pick some side dishes.

I'm going to get some more dried fruits to store. When the chestnuts are ripe in a few days, I'll make candied roasted chestnuts for you.

There are many fruits on the mountain, and I will pick more and eat them slowly.

It's easy to be spotted nearby, so I plan to go a little further and come back before lunch. I'll worry about you for today's lunch. You may have to work harder these days. It is rainy in autumn. I will take advantage of the sunny days to collect more firewood and prepare it. The winter in the mountains is very cold, so there is no need for insufficient firewood. "

"But Master said he would send enough charcoal? How can he bear the smoke and fire if the wood is burned directly?"

"Firewood should also be prepared for emergencies."

Xiaojun said as he went to the utility room to get a large backpack, waved to Qingling, and left without looking back.

Qing Ling looked at Xiaojun's back and sighed.

Mingzhu's situation is worse than they imagined.

It would be okay if she was just fat, but as long as she could be ruthless and unyielding, it wouldn't be that difficult to make her lose weight.

It’s just that it’s too difficult to break up if your temper is twisted.

Xiaojun is indeed in a terrible mood. He doesn't know how to resolve it, so let him think about it slowly.

Sure enough, Xiaojun came back at noon with some food and his basket was full.

Qingling tried her best to make lunch, and every taste was perfect. Grandma Feiying was satisfied with the meal, and Xiaojun also praised it endlessly.

Qingling was preoccupied with Grandma Feiying's mechanism skills and tool-making skills, and wanted to make her happy. She couldn't learn them all, but she was content with just learning a few commonly used ones.

It's a pity that she is distant and indifferent to everyone, unless they discuss food with her.

She grew up in the north and likes all kinds of pasta. She doesn't like rice, but she likes to eat rice bowls and various meat and vegetable braised rice.

"Mother-in-law, the last thing our master gave us contained soybean paste. I can make noodles with soybean paste, scrambled eggs with green peppers, and stewed vegetables. It's also delicious as a rice bowl.

You must like it, do you want to try it?

No matter how aloof Grandma Feiying is, she still breaks her guard in front of delicious food.

Her eyes lit up, but she still looked cold: "You can do whatever you want. You two can take turns cooking, and you have to pair it with soup."

As for what soup to pair with it, it’s completely up to Qing Ling’s arrangement.

There are no out-of-season vegetables here. The vegetable field is out of season, so the few vegetables must be used in various ways.

Xiaojun still looked at Mingzhu uneasily.

In fact, after Mingzhu woke up, she knocked on the door and cried and scolded her for a while. She was still very arrogant and stupid, and her words became more obscene and vicious, but no one paid attention to her.

Qingling didn't have the heart to tell Xiaojun.

Anyway, the food and drink that should be given today have been given, and no more will be given, and no need to pay attention to her.

Xiaojun seemed to have guessed: "Did she still curse when she woke up?"

"Yes, I heard the knock on the door and went over to look. She was still fussing and cursing, the same words."

Xiaojun lowered his head, said hard work, and went out to collect firewood.

Qing Ling looked at Xiaojun's back, feeling helpless.

Mingzhu grew up because she had no shortage of things. There were people who manipulated her in everything she did, and there were also people who deliberately taught bad things. It was really not easy to change.

It wasn't until he was far away that Grandma Feiying said: "His status is the most taboo on love, but he values ​​​​love the most.

When used in the right person, love is like the spring breeze that brings forth all things. When used in the wrong person, love may be doomed.

I hope that stupid girl won't let down the people who really treat her well. "

Qing Ling thought to herself, although a truly cold-hearted person would not be hurt by love, what's the point of living in this world?