Daxiang lowered her voice and asked, for example, what should I do next, can't I just wait, right?

"Madam said, wait."

Xie Si stood at the door again with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, she remembered something again, "Daxiang, go and make some food. Madam has not eaten much food since the morning and now, so she should be hungry."

Daxiang touched her belly. In fact, let alone the wife, she was all hungry.

Her stomach also screamed with great harmony. The embarrassing big fragrance was almost digging a hole to drill down.

If you don't shout early or late, you will be called at this time. She won't be embarrassed, right?

Daxiang rolled up her sleeves and then looked towards March, who was so thin that she was only two taels of bones left.

"Come here to help me."

March nodded,

Even, she turned around and looked at the house where Xiao Huang lived.

"Sister, who is there?"

March always felt that Xiaoqing was back, otherwise no one would have looked for her, and she only thought that it was Xiaoqing, but Xiaoqing was just an ordinary person. How could she have such a beautiful carriage and many maids?

"Don't ask."

Daxiang hurriedly covered March's mouth, "Work more and talk less, and when you know, you will know naturally."

March nodded and she got it.

Seeing that she understood, Daxiang let go of her hands and then began to find something to use. Fortunately, there was a vegetable field in the yard, and the vegetables were all grown. She also raised chickens and many more. With chickens, she should have eggs.

She walked into the kitchen again and flipped it up.

The wife, who was also in trouble, brought her here. She was most familiar with this kind of kitchen. They used this kind of thing in their family before, and even now her mother sometimes uses it. Otherwise, if it was Bai Mei or Sanxi, how could she get a meal for her wife?

I roughly looked through it and found that although there were not many, I should have made up for it. I lived a good life. As expected, this person who eats other people does not feel sorry for those who live in other people.

Of course, they don’t have to worry about others, anyway, they don’t eat the little Huang family.

Xie Si raised his eyelids and heard another scream of a chicken.

"How many of hers have she killed?"

“Five.”

I have been counting all the time, no more or less, exactly five.

Are they going to feed their ladies as pigs?

Xie Si touched his arm. Shen Qingci had never eaten much. Is this going to make people die of death or to raise them as pigs?

"Don't you eat it?"

After a long time, he asked Xie Si.

Xie Si didn't understand.

"I want to eat."

After going even further, I felt that these five were missing, and he could eat two of them by himself.

Xie Si turned his face and said, "Really, the people in the Shuo Palace are all freaks."

She hugged her sword tightly, walked forward, and also walked to Daxiang.

"What's wrong?" Daxiang looked up, but the lady woke up?

"Kill two more."

“There are five.”

There are five incense counting.

"not enough."

Xie Si walked back to Shen Qingci's house and stood up.

Two more, only one of hers can be eaten by whom?

Daxiang glanced at the remaining chickens, and soon after, a few more screams of chickens came.

March helped Daxiang to deal with the chickens, and his eyes were red.

"What's wrong? What do you feel sorry for others?"

Daxiang quickly pulls out the chicken feathers, the faster it moves, the earlier it can be eaten into her mouth.

March raised his face and was filled with tears.

"Sister, I raise the chicken."

Daxiang twitched slightly at the corner of her eyes

Well, when she didn't ask, she didn't know either. Anyway, these chickens had been killed, and at worst, the wife would mostly compensate her for a few.

After the chicken was processed, Daxiang was already busy in the kitchen. Anyway, it was not my own, so I used it a lot.

But March touches this one, then touches that one

"Don't sue me, everything here is yours?"

Daxiang was so scared that she didn't dare to take action.

March nodded, "It's mine."

"Isn't that bad?"

Daxiang grabbed another handful of rice, but was driven out for a year.

"The rice jar is mine."

March whispered.

Daxiang glared at her hard.

March is no longer afraid to speak.

And it was more than an hour before Shen Qingci woke up

She sat up.

Why didn’t I come back? If I don’t come, there will be no good show.

She is used to watching other people's good shows, and she has to spit out what she owes her. If she can't spit out, she has to spit out even if she can't.

"lady."

"Are you awake?" Xie Si heard a sound in the room, and knew that Shen Qingci was awake.

"Yeah," Shen Qing sanitated his clothes and walked to the table to sit down.

"But you want to eat?"

Xie Si asked again.

"Come on." Shen Qingci touched her stomach. It would be fine if she didn't say it. After saying this, she really felt a little hungry.

The door outside opened, and Daxiang quickly brought the dishes up, chattering and talking nonstop.

"Madam, you don't know that the well water here is so wonderful. It's actually sweet. March said it was true. I didn't believe it at first, but it turned out to be really sweet. Whether it's making tea or cooking, it's very delicious."

"Yeah?"

Shen Qingci picked up the cup, poured some tea for himself, and placed it on his lips. The tea smelled so badly that it was, and the astringent taste inside was also washed away by water, forming a subtle sweetness.

The entrance is long and the aftertaste is endless.

The Lingwu Qing tea from Xiangjue Temple is so good. After drinking it for a long time, I really don’t like the teas outside.

Of course, Shen Qingci did not ignore the word "March" in Daxiang just now.

"You've found her?"

She asked Daxiang.

Daxiang nodded.

"Yeah, it's been retrieved."

"Is it good for a person?"

"It's okay," Daxiang replied hurriedly.

Although she was not very good, she was also free of illness and disaster. She said that there were still some money outside, but although it was not much, it was barely enough to spend money. She hadn't been hungry for more than a year and had never been cold. She was safe.

Shen Qingci picked up the cup again, put it between his lips, and couldn't help but pull the corner of his mouth lightly.

She put it on. Before leaving, she buried some silver under a tree outside. She also told March that if there was any trouble, she would dig under the big tree. She kept it for her. However, if it was necessary, don't move. She was careful that it was just that, but she was really given the right amount.

A month of green and yellow.

What kind of March is a matter of no chance?

As long as a person becomes shameless, he doesn’t care about anything that doesn’t matter if he doesn’t want to accept the green and yellow, but he still cares about March?
Chapter completed!