The bun rolled to the ground and stopped at Ning Liuying's feet after rolling a few times.

Ning Liuying looked down and saw that the bun that was originally made of white flour had been covered with dust and grass clippings on the ground, and the whole thing had turned gray.

While loudly fiddling with the food in their own bowls, this group of cooks peeked at Ning Liuying and the buns on the ground, and their intentions were very obvious.

The cook who threw the bun out took a bite of the food, and said slowly and methodically while chewing:

"You're right, although you don't do very well at work, then you are better than you are. After all, we are all kind-hearted people, and it is unreasonable to not give you a little food. Oh, white bread, what a good thing, hurry up and eat it, don't waste it! ”

The aroma of the food in the bowl held by the cooks gathered together and got into Ning Liuying's nose, she took a deep breath, looked at the cook who threw the bun and said, "I won't eat this thing." ”

As soon as these words came out, the cooks were in an uproar.

"Are you still eating? I don't want to think about my own identity, and it's your turn to pick and choose in this Lin Mansion? Someone immediately ridiculed.

"If you don't want to eat this meal, there will be no next meal! I don't know how expensive this white flour is, usually we are reluctant to eat white bread, today I saw that you are new, and I gave you kindness, but you are still so ignorant! If you don't eat, you can continue to chop wood! Remember to do the work of carrying water all at once! ”

Listening to the crusade of the cooks getting louder and louder, and even rushing her to fetch water and chop wood, Ning Liuying shrank and hesitated.

This white bread is indeed a bit insulting, she can stop eating it now, but what about next time? If the cooks still want to play this kind of trick, won't she eat it either?

Or is there a chance for her to eat the next meal?

Seeing Ning Liuying's hesitant expression, the cook who threw the bun smiled contemptuously and hurriedly said:

"Don't take it personally, we're not evildoers, we just don't like your waste of food. If you pick up the buns and eat them now, we won't say anything. ”

The intention of these words was directly placed in front of Ning Liuying.

Ning Liuying's body trembled, she stared at the dusty bun on the ground, and finally gritted her teeth, or reached out and slowly grabbed the bun.

That's it, people are iron and rice is steel. This bun has been polluted by dust, and it is still a bun in essence, even a good bun made of white flour.

Naturally, since he compromised with Ke Xin'er and stayed in the Lin Mansion as a rough maid, these sarcasm and difficulties are nothing, the important thing is to keep his strength and find an opportunity to escape and return to the Zhennan Palace.

It's just a dirty bun, she can bear it.

Ning Liuying picked up the bun on the ground, she carefully brushed away the dirt and other dirt on the bun with her sleeve, and the remaining dust was really impossible to clean, so she could only close her eyes and bite down with her heart.

This white bread is filled with vegetables, and it has already cooled down after being left on the ground for a long time, and the vegetables in it are gone.

As soon as I bit into it, the dusty green vegetables tasted extremely sour, almost making Ning Liuying spit it out.

But seeing that the cooks are all staring at him with mocking eyes, if he spits out the buns, this matter will definitely be endless. Ning Liuying still held back the nausea in her heart, chewed and swallowed quickly one bite at a time, and after a while, the whole bun fell into her belly.

Although the taste was very uncomfortable, after eating, Ning Liuying's hungry stomach felt much better, and the pain caused by hunger was reduced a lot, making her less uncomfortable.

Ning Liuying exhaled a breath of turbidity, thinking that he could be regarded as having survived.

The cooks saw that Ning Liuying really ate the dirty white bread, and there was no reason to embarrass her. Everyone sighed in disappointment, buried their heads in picking up the food in their bowls, and didn't ask Ning Liuying to do anything, but let her have a moment of rest.

After breakfast, the cooks thought that Ning Liuying's firewood was not good, and her temperament seemed to be too easy to knead, so they lost interest in cleaning her and drove her directly to the yard to sweep the floor.

Ning Liuying was sweeping outside Ke Xin'er's yard with a heavy broom, she lowered her head and repeated the mechanical movements, feeling that her arms were numb, but in the face of the strange eyes around her, she never raised her head.

Ke Xin'er went outside during the day today, and dealt with the things that she didn't do last time because she bumped into Ning Liuying, and this time she went straight to her yard, and happened to see Ning Liuying sweeping the floor.

Her eyes rolled slightly, and she immediately stepped forward and stood in front of Ning Liuying, stretched out her hand and casually pointed in the direction and asked, "Ning Liuying, you are responsible for cleaning that place?" ”

As soon as Ning Liuying raised her head, she saw that it was Ke Xin'er, and her brows furrowed deeply.

She followed the direction of Ke Xin'er's finger and saw that it was a corner in the courtyard, which she hadn't cleaned up yet, and it was full of fallen leaves.

As soon as she saw the pile of fallen leaves, Ning Liuying was about to make a big fuss about this point to find her stubble, she frowned and replied: "I am indeed responsible for cleaning there, but I haven't cleaned that place yet......"

Before Ning Liuying finished speaking, Ke Xin'er shouted loudly, "Has anything been cleaned up?" What a reason to find yourself! The people under Mrs. Ben are willing to give you this job, that is to trust you and value you, and as a result, you treat the trust and value of others like this? ”

"Don't you open your eyes to see how thick a layer of fallen leaves is piled up there, if a guest suddenly comes to the Lin Mansion, and when you see that the prefect's house can't even sweep a leaf, you see what he will think! If you stand in the way of my husband's official path, Mrs. Ben will definitely not be able to spare you! ”

As soon as Ke Xin'er mentioned Lin Baijing, Ning Liuying clenched her fists.

She was dazed for a while, and she didn't know where she got the courage, so she immediately retorted: "I have just said that although the entire yard is cleaned by me, there are always places that have not been cleaned for the time being!" ”

"Since Lord Lin has already achieved the position of the prefect, is it true that he has no ability himself, and he must rely on others to make his official fortune prosperous? The prefect was supposed to be honest and love the people, and if it weren't for Lord Lin, in my opinion, he wouldn't have to be this prefect! ”

As soon as the words fell, a wave of anger rushed to Ke Xin'er's heart.

"You slut! Dare to arrange Mrs. Ben's husband! Ke Xin'er shouted angrily, and when Ning Liuying was defenseless, she stretched out her hands and slapped her hard!

"Smack!"

A crisp slap sounded, and Ning Liuying was beaten to the side with her head turned to the side and stumbled a few steps.

When she stabilized her figure, she subconsciously wanted to run. Unexpectedly, the maid beside Ke Xin'er immediately stepped forward, grabbed her arm, and pressed her to the ground.