"Alas... Then it's up to you," Tan Yurong sneered: "But the prince also said that if you don't work, you won't have anything to eat, and the prince's mansion won't raise useless people!"

"Don't starve to death," Yin Xiaotao shouted loudly, "Say we're useless, what's the use of you?" Fang Zhongyue knew that it was useless to talk more, so he hurriedly stopped her.

"Hehe, then you just wait to starve to death!" Li Yanzi's gloating evil smile followed Tan Yurong.

Zhang Xiyue was so angry that she burst into smoke, and said after a pause: "It's too much, I didn't expect this woman to be so vicious!"

"She should be... What to be afraid of. Fang Zhongyue said suddenly.

"Oh... What is she afraid of? Zhang Xiyue asked in surprise.

"I can't tell, maybe... The young lady threatens her, but the more vicious she is, the more she proves that the hard life of the young lady is coming to an end. ”

Yin Xiaotao looked puzzled, "What are you talking about?" I don't understand! ”

Fang Zhongyue smiled and said, "I don't know what I'm talking about... It's just a feeling, but it can only be understood but not spoken. ”

"What a drag, inexplicable."

Zhang Xiyue didn't speak, lowered her head and thought about something, and said after a while: "What Yuan Gongzi said may be reasonable, let's dig a mound of soil in the afternoon."

"What a dig...?" Yin Xiaomoss was about to cry.

"It's tired or bitter, but it's better than starving to death!" Zhang Xiyue said firmly: "Tan Yurong wants me to die, I prefer a good life...!"

The three of them then finished cleaning the toilet, rested for an hour at noon, and in the afternoon asked for a shovel and a bamboo basket and began to dig the mound.

It's easy to say until you really do it to know how difficult it is, scrubbing the toilet just smells bad, you don't need any physical strength except for lifting water, and digging and transporting soil requires a lot of physical strength.

Zhang Xiyue and Yin Xiaomos's pink little hands are still reluctant to hold rags and pick up needles and threads, when have you ever held the handle of the shovel? It didn't take a quarter of an hour to wear out, and it hurt so much that I grinned my teeth.

Fang Zhongyue is used to carrying water these days, so he asked the two of them to carry bamboo baskets to dig the soil by themselves.

Persisted for half an hour, Yin Xiaomoss sat down in the shadows, "Don't do it... It's better to starve to death! It's not a human job. ”

"What kind of work isn't done by people?" Zhang Xiyue beckoned Fang Zhongyue to take a break and said, "Could it be that the shovel and bamboo basket can carry the soil away by themselves?"

Yin Xiaomoss was angry, "When will this kind of day be a head?" ”

"Come on, keep insisting," Fang Zhongyue said: "Sister Xiaotao, you have to think so, these things are arranged by Tan Yurong, the more we suffer, the more sins she will have, and the easier it will be for Miss to bring her down."

"If you say it, I don't know if it's accurate?"

"You'll know later, I'll work for a while when you rest, don't be tired in vain and won't be able to eat at night..."

When the sun was setting in the west, the three of them spread a large piece of soil, and their clothes were soaked with sweat several times, and all of them were not much better than beggars.

The three of them were so tired and exhausted that they helped each other back to their residences, and they were so sore that they couldn't even listen to their fingers, so they had no choice but to eat food.

After eating, no one washed up, and fell asleep directly on the bed, as if overwork had destroyed the sense of smell, and the smell of the toilet on the body was ignored.

I didn't know how long I had been asleep, but Fang Zhongyue suddenly heard the sound of Dangdang's banging, as if someone was knocking on the door...