Crossdressing as a man: Tyrant, do you dare not to love me?

Chapter 590 The Troubles of the Little Shangguan Girl ([-])
"Oh." Then I feel relieved.

But I thought I finally understood what Uncle Ji said before leaving the palace.

Uncle Ji said at the time that there were too many strong people around me in the past, but in fact, there are not so strong people in this world.

But I don't have any special skills.

Jian Yizui also said just now, I will, everyone will, it's still the same as in the palace.

Could it be that Uncle Ji made a mistake?

Well, I must study this issue with Uncle Ji when I return to the palace.

Mrs. Christmas tree is still looking at me proudly, I don't know what she is happy about.

After washing my hands, I arranged the pumpkin, scratched it with my fingers, and cut the pumpkin in the middle.

Make another stroke, turn around and ask, "Is it okay to cut it into quarters?"

No one answered me.

Everyone's expression froze, looking at my expression was like watching... well, just like everyone watching the little monster in my mother's hometown who was always beaten by Ultraman.

I didn't understand what was going on, so I had to look at Jian Yizui.

Jian Yizui didn't know what she was laughing at, she almost couldn't straighten up.

Seeing me looking at him, he came over, seemed to be in a good mood and said, "Why doesn't Xiaoxiao continue cutting?"

"Everyone looks very strange." I whispered to him.

He smiled with his white teeth shining brightly, "They didn't know you could chop vegetables like this."

"...Ah, yes, we usually chop vegetables like this!" Brother Jian was the first to nod in agreement.

"That's right, who still uses a kitchen knife now, let alone pumpkins, our family even chops wood with hands!" The others also nodded repeatedly.

"You chop wood with your hands too?"

I'm curious, it turns out that it's not just the palace that is like this.

In fact, the palace doesn't need me to chop firewood. This is also the task my father assigned me to let me practice.

Everyone didn't know why it was quiet for a while.

After that, Brother Jian nodded with a strange expression, "Yes, we chop wood with our hands!"

"Yes, our Jane family cuts trees with our hands!"

"I also cut trees with my hands." I happily echoed them.

But they stopped talking again, and it took a long time before they nodded stiffly, "Yes, we are all the same."

(End of this chapter)