Reborn as the white moonlight of the tyrannical prince

Chapter 8
Ma Ling'er was excited by this sentence and hurriedly got ready.

But my heart is not happy.

Why is she so pretty.

Immediately she said the words with sarcasm and jealousy: "You look like a fox at such a young age, take care of yourself and don't make trouble for me."

Liu Bingfan completely ignored Ma Ling'er's hostility, and still smiled all over her face: "Okay, I will rely on my sister for advice in the future. I will work hard."

It just so happened that Mrs. Yang entered the kitchen, and when she heard this, she nodded in satisfaction.

This girl finally got the hang of it.

But habitually facing them with the posture of a superior person, naturally they still don't have much good face: "This is how to look good, and save the pain of flesh and blood."

Seeing Mrs. Yang come in, Liu Bingfan immediately got up and responded softly: "What Auntie said is that after being taken care of by Auntie, it is natural to give back, and you can't eat for nothing."

Feedback is to be given back, and the suffering she has suffered today will be doubled in the future.

There is a price for her to bear the burden of humiliation.

A gleam of cold light flashed across the corner of Liu Bingfan's eyes, leaving beautiful eyes full of smiles.

Yang Shi looked at Liu Bingfan, and felt that the disease was really good, and everyone was clear.

Seeing porridge cooking in the pot again, he asked, "Did you cook this?"

Liu Bingfan followed Yang's hand to lift the lid, looked at the porridge he had made, and said, "Yes, I don't know what Auntie thinks?"

Seeing the porridge, Yang confirmed her guess again.

This girl must be a concubine, she can even cook porridge, and she cooks it well, presumably she does it often.

In fact, it was Liu Bingfan's first time cooking porridge.

Groping for the memories of the past, relying on the determination to do well, it was done.

As long as this is done, it will be the first step for her to gain their trust.

And she succeeded.

Liu Bingfan looked at the chain on his feet.

She had to remove the chain first, the chain was so chrome that her ankles were bruised and painful.

"Why is the dead girl standing here in a daze? Are the side dishes ready?" Yang didn't answer Liu Bingfan's words, she turned her head to look at Ma Ling'er who was staring at them, walked up briskly, and slapped her on the head.

Liu Bingfan hurriedly continued lighting the fire.

Mrs. Yang is a person who can't see other people's idle time.

As long as she thinks you have nothing to do, she will yell at you and even whip you.

Ma Ling'er's tears from being photographed immediately filled her eyes, but she still restrained herself forcefully, lowered her head and began to wash the beans.

"After finishing, remember to clean the kitchen." Yang looked around the kitchen and saw that neither of them was idle, so she left the kitchen satisfied.

As soon as Mrs. Yang came out of the kitchen, Ma Ling'er's face covered with the imprint of horseshoes immediately turned to Liu Bingfan, staring fiercely with a pair of angry eyes: "Fox spirit." Then, puzzled, she stepped forward and kicked Liu Bingfan.

"Hey, sister, what are you kicking me for?" Liu Bingfan sneered inwardly, Ma Ling'er's old problem was repeated.

"I kick as much as I want, hum." Seeing Liu Bingfan suffering from pain, Ma Ling'er immediately felt relieved, "Go get a bucket of water and wipe it clean, I remember kneeling on the ground to wipe it clean."

The kitchen was dirty and messy, and Yang's original words were to Ma Ling'er, because Ma Ling'er had always been doing the job.

Kneeling on the ground and wiping with a rag over and over again, this work is tiring and hard.

Now Ma Ling'er pushes all this work to her.

Liu Bingfan dragged the heavy iron chain step by step towards the well in the courtyard.

There is a huge and unyielding energy in a small body.

When passing by the door of the kitchen, I saw a basket of soybeans, and a plan arose in my heart.

(End of this chapter)