"Xiaoya, the firewood is gone, go and bring some firewood to you."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

"Xiaozi, it's time to pour the water into the water, go and pour it out quickly."

"Okay, I'll go now..."

"Jiang Xiaoya, why don't you even have some strength in your eyes? Can't you see what work you should do? You even make people shout at each other."

He was ordered to sway, his hands and feet were constantly stopped, and he was scolded from time to time.

Some people lamented her good luck about being left at the Yuan family to do things, while others didn't like her luck.

No one who is left here to do things is based on his own ability! Only Jiang Xiaoya, who is completely incompetent, is just a word. In this way, there are many people who feel unbalanced. Among them, Chuntao, who is in the same room as her, is most obvious.

Looking at Chuntao's unhappy expression and listening to her scolding sounds that she had at least once a day, Jiang Xiaoya, who had just cleaned the yard, did not defend herself, but was just taught, "Sister Chuntao said that I will pay attention in the future."

Chuntao heard this and snorted, "Every time I only talk. You have been here for so many days, but I haven't seen you correct me any more."

Talk about talking! Chuntao always brings words, and is preparing to establish the label that only knows how to talk about "talking about talking" for her!

"I'll feed the pig now." As he said that, he picked up the pot of leftovers, turned around and walked out.

"The pigs were starved to death and remembered to feed them. You are really good at doing things."

Listening to Chuntao's dissatisfied voice, Jiang Xiaoya left without looking back. She was a newcomer, a newcomer, and was excluded, and was not worth fussing or being depressed.

She came here to have a place to fill her stomach. Other things are up to you! If you don’t like it, it won’t hinder my mood.

Seeing Jiang Xiaoya leave, the servants in the kitchen looked at Chuntao and felt ridiculous about Chuntao's domineering attitude. She was just a servant, pretending to be a master here and making a spell. However, although she couldn't stand it, no one said anything. After all, she didn't care about their affairs, and Jiang Xiaoya had nothing to do with them.

Night

He kept busy all day during the day, and at night, Jiang Xiaoya almost fell asleep. The amount of labor was almost unloaded, and he was too tired.

Chuntao sat on the bed, combing her hair, looking at the sleeping Jiang Xiaoya with displeasure. She had been in the Yuan family for six years and finally became a second-class girl. Now Madam Sun assigned Jiang Xiaoya a inferior girl to her house. What does it mean? Do you think she did not do well enough?

Thinking of this, Chuntao pursed her mouth, picked up a broken bronze mirror at the head of the bed, looked at the beautiful face in the bronze mirror, and her brows slightly closed. Before she knew it, she was about to be seventeen.

At this age, and her current identity as a second-class girl, I am afraid she can only be a servant. I heard what Madam Sun said a few days ago, it seemed that she was just asking her to look at someone from the servant. If there was a suitable one, she would report to the master and settle the matter directly.

If you want to say, those who can do things in the Yuan Mansion have certain skills, and they are much better than those farmers. But...

He raised his hand to touch his cheek, stroked his delicate cheek, Chuntao lowered his eyes, but felt a little unwilling to accept it. He has been a slave all his life, and he is reluctant to do so.

Thinking of it, he turned his eyes to Jiang Xiaoya, with an unpredictable look. In fact, it was not completely unhelpful for Madam Sun to assign her to her.

***

The next day, it was just dawn, and after getting up, I had a busy day after a simple washing.

"Aunt Liu, my cousin is here. I want to drink ginseng soup. You can stew it quickly."

"Okay, OK, do it right away."

"Don't forget the young master."

"I can't forget it, I can't forget it, how dare I forget it."

After a while, the kitchen suddenly became busy. Xiaoya hugged firewood, sweeping the yard, picking vegetables... and doing the job. Hearing a girl whispering...

"You said, Mr. Chou and Miss Chou are obviously two siblings, but why are their personalities so different?"

Unruly, willful, and irritable, this is Yao Wenfei. However, his sister Yao Wenting is completely opposite - gentle and kind, dignified and beautiful, versatile, generous and generous.

Almost no one in the Yuan Mansion servants disliked Miss Cousin. There were also many people who secretly hoped that their young master would marry Miss Cousin.

Being able to marry such a virtuous wife is not only a blessing for the young master, but also a blessing for their servants!

Jiang Xiaoya was busy, and I heard a sentence, but before I could taste it, I was called away.

"Jiang Xiaoya, come with me."

Hearing the sound, he turned to see Chuntao coming over with ginseng soup, "Let's go!"

After hearing this, Jiang Xiaoya naturally asked, "Sister Chuntao, where are you going?"

"Didn't you always want to meet Sister Chun Xing? I'm just now free, so I'll send you soup to my master. Let's go away quickly! I'll be back later and there's still a lot of work to do." After saying that, I took the ginseng soup and walked out first.

After hearing this, Jiang Xiaoya put down his work, patted the dust on his body, and followed.

Following Chuntao and looking at her back, I felt a little strange in my heart.

The two of them walked in front and behind. As soon as they walked not far away, Jiang Xiaoya stopped and reached out to cover her stomach, "Sister Chuntao, my stomach is not..." Before he finished speaking, something suddenly came over and pulled her hand to catch it.

"Young master and Miss Cousin are in the small pavilion in front. Hurry up and send this over. Oh, my stomach hurts so much!" After Chuntao said that, he covered his stomach and turned around and ran away, looking very anxious.

Jiang Xiaoya's eyes were slightly darker, and she looked at the tray in her hand and her eyes changed.

There must be something wrong with this ginseng soup.

And she took it and touched it, once there was a problem, and if something happened, she immediately became a suspect.

Chuntao, just blatantly plotting against her!

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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