Chapter 117: Pretending to be dead and making a fuss
The steward was not surprised to see Meng Jifang, this kid was not less punished, and he had come to clean the stables earlier, but he didn't dare to do anything when he sat there, and let others do it for him!
That's why it's time to increase the amount!
Let's see who can help him!
"If you can't finish the night, you are not allowed to leave without food at night, this matter is decided by the dean, if you have any opinions, then leave from the academy, if it is not for the students of our academy, naturally there is no need to be obedient." The steward was very polite.
Xie Qiao suspected that the boy behind him should be a thorn.
She was implicated.
"Look there, there's a short-lived ghost, what if something happens?" Meng Jifang pointed at Xie Qiao and said again.
The steward frowned and glanced at Xie Qiao, Lu Lao had indeed reminded him, saying that Xie Qiao's health was not very good, and it would be good to let these two little girls do some ordinary work.
"They're girls, and the two of them can wash a row together." The steward thought for a moment and said.
When Xie Qiao heard this, he was not happy.
Working with Xia Yayun? Aren't her ears quiet?
"I'll wash a row by myself, and my body is fine." Xie Qiaodao.
The steward was stunned for a moment, very surprised, but he didn't refuse, "Since Miss Xie said that there is no problem, then come according to the request just now, one row per person, don't be lazy!" β
With that, the steward left.
There is a well, a brush for washing horses, and cleaning utensils nearby.
"Are you stupid? You're not happy to go to half the job? Meng Jifang frowned, feeling that he had been provoked, thought about it, and said, "Otherwise, aren't you in bad health?" How about pretending to be dead and making a fuss? I am Meng Jifang, and I promise that you will not suffer if you do this. β
Who Meng Jifang was, she didn't know.
But she is alive and well, and she is in a good mood at this time, and she doesn't want to pretend to be dead.
With that, Xie Qiao went to carry water.
She was afraid that she would consume too much, so she didn't carry much, and after pulling a horse out, she first swept the stable, and then found a wooden stool around, and then, Xie Qiao patted the horse's head and touched the hair, and the horse immediately lay on the ground.
Xie Qiao sat on the wooden stool and brushed it with his hands, which was quite easy.
The Water Moon Temple is in the mountains, Mo Lingzi rarely cares about her, just guarantees that she doesn't die, she has a lot of things in the Taoist Temple.
Most of these little animals, after seeing her, will be more docile, and she suspects that it has something to do with the fact that she grew up in the Taoist temple since she was a child, and her mood is peaceful and a little fairy.
Of course, this is also random guessing.
Anyway, a few horses, she didn't have to worry about them stumbling.
She worked leisurely and suppressed Meng Jifang and the others.
"It's not...... Is it so easy to wash a horse? Why did I have to keep my hands up when I washed before, and after I finished the work, I couldn't lift them up? One of them couldn't help but rub his face.
It's an illusion, right?!
Meng Jifang frowned, and then did the same, and also dragged a horse out.
But the horse seemed to have a grudge against him, and made a "hum-hum" sound, and his legs and feet were not honest, as if he wanted to riot.
"Lie down!" Meng Jifang patted the horse's head.
"Whewβ" The horse raised its legs in defiance, as if trying to break free from the reins.
"......" Meng Jifang's eyelids jumped, and he touched it again, but the next moment, with a "bang", the horse's hind hooves kicked directly on Meng Jifang's body.
In an instant, he gasped.
And Xie Qiao, his side eyes swept away, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly.
Should.