Because the mansion next door was bought by Jiang's father before, the area of the greenhouse is very large, and there are many flowers planted in it, and the first step in making spices is to cut these flowers and put them away.

Early in the morning, in the firewood room, the brother and sister were sleeping soundly, when they heard a knock on the window.

"Dabao Erbao, get up and work." In order to hide people's eyes, even in front of Mama Wang and Uncle Wang, Father Jiang and Zhao also called King Ping and Lord Pingxi like this.

It was still dark outside, and the county lord of Pingxi rolled around on the warm kang with a warm quilt, and then said in a muffled voice: "Erbao is deaf." ”

"Throughout the ages, people who have done great things have extremely powerful abilities, and someone is at my house every day, and he can't do anything when he is instructed to do the work." Zhao's voice was very yin and yang.

In the cubicle next to him, King Ping was already slowly changing his clothes, this leg was getting better very quickly, and he was able to go down to the ground in less than half a month after he recuperated.

Where would Pingxi not hear the movement of King Ping, she whined again, and then clenched her fists and said to herself: "Pingxi, Pingxi, you will be the emperor in the future." ”

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In the greenhouse,

"Wow, how can there be such a beautiful flower??"

"Auntie, can you find an embroidery lady to make me a beautiful dress, I want this kind of pattern."

Before entering the greenhouse, Pingxi was still reluctant, but as soon as she entered the greenhouse, she rushed in like a dog seeing Shi.

"Hurry up and get to work, be careful not to give you breakfast." Zhao held a big scissor in his hand, and scares Pingxi with a click.

King Ping and Father Jiang were already busy without saying a word, Bai Yan squatted in the corner to collect pollen, and only Pingxi buzzed in Zhao's ear like a bee.

They had been busy for a long time, and after an hour of work, it was just dawn.

Pingxi leaned tiredly with the big scissors, but the neatly arranged stack of flowers in the small wooden cart next to her comforted her a lot.

"Sanniang, I'm going to cook, do you have anything you want to eat?" Father Jiang looked at the two rich children, and even the silent King Ping was tired and sweating profusely.

"Uncle, Erbao wants to eat braised pork." Pingxi raised his paws, and his voice was full of anger.

"Erbao's proposal is invalid, our family doesn't eat greasy fish and meat in the morning." Father Jiang shook his head: "Corn paste and porridge are the same." ”

"Let's make corn mush." Pingxi's voice suddenly began to feel weak again.

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Bai Yan has been practicing martial arts every day recently, and her body has become a lot stronger, and after breakfast, she went to the greenhouse again, holding scissors in her hand, and carefully cut beautiful flowers. After all, it was winter, and it was rare to see such a beautiful scene, so she was going to cut some flowers and put them in a vase and put them in the house.

Just when Bai Yan was busy working, Pingxi, who had finished drinking corn paste, had just pushed open the door of the firewood room. The firewood room was large, divided into two rooms, and as soon as she opened her door, she smelled a familiar smell in her nose.

She quickly closed the door and rushed to the kang, where she saw a small bowl of fragrant braised pork.

"Don't eat too much, be careful of being fat pigs." It was written on a note next to it.

This look is Zhao's handiwork.

However, in a short period of time, Pingxi swept away the braised pork in the bowl.

She touched her round belly, and said in a satisfied voice: "Eat and drink enough, if only I could sleep with a beautiful man again." ”。

Bai Yan who sent flowers outside the door: "......"