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Unwilling to endure scolding and poverty for the concubine, Liu's lips closed one by one, unable to say a word, and finally turned into a wordless sigh, Cuihua saw that it was Ding Rou who could call the shots, I don't know why, Miss Six became different from usual, when looking for fire in the kitchen, Miss Six was unusually calm, and she could save Cuihua, so Miss Six would not come to the kitchen as usual, let alone save her.

Cuihua and Ding Rou looked at each other, and Miss Six admired her? Cuihua was a little confused, Miss Six changed, and Ding Rou asked, "Can you hide for a while, can you hide for a lifetime?" Cuihua, I don't say that you also understand, there is no hope of returning to the house when you come to Zhuangzi, even if you are the original wife and marry, you are all cultivators, don't you think it's a pity to look good? ”

Cuihua bit her lip, and Ding Rou hooked the corners of her lips, "You still go back to Ding's mansion, it's convenient to marry, and you may be accepted into the house." ”

"Mother, I'll go see what to eat." Ding Rou held down Liu's and said with a smile: "I know in my heart, cooking is not difficult, it is easy to learn." ”

Liu's will be a girl, but she is very afraid of fire because of her vague impression as a child, and she is very nervous about the fire, Liu didn't dare to approach the kitchen at all, there was Cuihua in the past, and she wanted to send Cuihua back to Ding's mansion to see her daughter's meaning, "Xiaorou, it's better for my mother to make a fire and cook." ”

Ding Rou smiled and shook her head, "Mother, don't worry, I can't starve you, you can't protect me for the rest of my life." ”

Ding Rou crossed Cuihua and went out, Liu sighed: "Cuihua, Xiaorou is for your good, if you really marry someone on Zhuangzi with this look, you may not be able to keep you, go back to the house to please your wife, and it is better to give you a steward, it is better than being robbed by someone in the future, everyone is willing to be the original wife of the original match, this world... Hey, as the saying goes, it's good to enjoy the shade with your back against a big tree. ”

Cuihua bent her knees, "Aunt Xie Liu is kind, and the slave maid will go to see Miss Six." ”

Cuihua also left, Liu sat stunned, in a trance she also thought that she had planned to ration the boy at the beginning, but the master sent himself to serve the master, Liu's unspeakable taste, without the master's words, and Ding Rou could not be born, Liu's was easy to satisfy, and it would be good to have a sensible daughter.

Liu's continued to do needlework, and Liu's mother would come to fetch it after a while, and Liu's was ready to eat half-cooked meals, and Cuihua would do it, and the situation would not be too bad. Liu's heart feels sorry for her daughter, but she has developed the habit of revolving around his wife before, and now only her daughter is obedient, what her daughter said Liu can't refute, since her daughter was sent back to Yang by the ghost, Liu couldn't think of refuting in front of Ding Rou, and was looked at by Ding Rou's eyes, and Liu did what her daughter said.

Cuihua walked to the kitchen, as soon as she entered the door, Miss Six squatted in front of the stove pit, using flint to make a fire, the sound of grinding flint, Cuihua said: "Miss Six, slave maid come." ”

"No, you don't." Ding Rou didn't believe that this fire couldn't be done well, it used to be a match, Ding Rou paused, the match couple didn't invent it? Ding Rou pasted matchboxes for the match field when she was young, and she knew a little about how to make matches, "Cuihua, you can only use flint?" ”

"Sixth Miss Zhuangzi only has flint, and matches will be used in the house, but Zhuangzi can't afford to use them." Cuihua obviously felt the corners of Ding Rou's mouth twitch, "Sixth Miss? ”

"It's okay, it's okay."

Ding Rou smiled, ignited the hay and put it in the stove pit, filled it with firewood, and traveled to the Great Qin Dynasty that was patronized and changed by the traverser, it was quite difficult for Ding Rou to make a fortune, the red fire reflected the smile on Ding Rou's face, Cuihua looked at it and felt warm, as if nothing could be difficult for Miss Six, how could she be impressed? Cuihua saw that Ding Rou was scooping water and brushing the pot, and when the water boiled, Ding Rou put the dishes and chopsticks into the pot and boiled for a while.

After disinfection, Ding Rou turned around and smiled: "Cuihua, do you have rice noodles at home?" ”

"In the jar over there, rapeseed oil, meat oil in the cabinet." Cuihua pointed out one by one, Ding Rou suddenly felt that it was not bad to have a traverser in front, there was rapeseed oil to eat, Ding Rou was very good at cutting vegetables and cooking rice, in the modern spell shopping mall, the perfect idle wife in the kitchen, although the cooking tools of the Great Qin Dynasty were not very handy, and the materials were not too good, but it was difficult for Ding Rou, while cooking, Ding Rou was in a brisk mood the sooner she got the brisk tune.

Ding Rou can't sing modern lyrics, but humming the tune, Ding Rou's mood is happy, and the food she makes will be sweet, Cuihua has a kind of illusion, Miss Six is not cooking in a dim and simple kitchen, the most humble job of the cook, there is warmth and freedom in the hands of Miss Six, just like the ladies write and embroider, regardless of whether they are high or low.

"Sixth Miss, the slave and maid will not return to Ding's Mansion."

Ding Rou didn't reply, "Cuihua, you need to know that poor couples mourn everything, vegetables, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, it's not as easy as you think, in case one day your husband has a chance and dislikes the wife of the chaff, what should you do?" ”

"The chaff doesn't go to court, I don't believe that he has no conscience when he lives a hard life together."

"What if he takes a concubine?"

"I... I..." Cuihua said stubbornly: "I am also the original wife of my wife." ”

Ding Rou turned around at this time, a pair of pear vortices smiled, but Cuihua felt cold, "Sixth Miss, the slave maid said something wrong?" ”

"It's not wrong, it's not a good thing to embarrass a woman, if my husband dares to take a concubine, I will let him have a hard time, you have to remember that you have been with him when you are hard, you have money and happiness but you have to spend a lot of time, such a man doesn't teach him a lesson and thinks that women are easy to bully."

Cuihua's back was cold, for some reason she believed that Miss Six could really make a man miserable, no, maybe life was worse than death, Cuihua said sincerely: "Miss Six, is it okay to let the slave follow you?" ”

You can learn a lot by Miss Six's side, Ding Rou looked at Cuihua, "You look better than me, and you are not confident in being compared to you." ”

With the beauty, there is a lot of pressure, although he said that, Ding Rou always smiled, and Cuihua helped Ding Rou, "Miss Six will not be compared to the slave." ”

Ding Rou sniffed the aroma of rice and closed her eyes slightly, "Cuihua asks you again, don't you regret it?" You must know that I will not go back to Dingfu, and when I get on my boat, I accept the idea of getting off the boat. ”

Ding Rou looked at Cuihua with burning eyes, and the corners of her lips raised slightly: "It's too late to regret now." ”

"Miss Six, I'll follow you."

Ding Rou nodded and accepted the emerald flowers, the emerald flowers that seemed very happy became more and more bright and moving, Ding Rou looked a little stunned, beauty, what a beauty, who said that women don't like to look at beauties?

"Cuihua, who took your name? What does it mean? ”

Cuihua shook her head and said: "I called it casually when I entered the mansion as a slave, and the slave maid was called the second girl before." ”

Ding Rou smiled: "Shall I give you a name?" ”

Ding Rou really doesn't have a good impression of the name Cuihua, does she want to serve sauerkraut? Cuihua nodded and said, "Please give the name of Miss Six." ”

Ding Rou thought for a while, "Lan Xin, your name is Lan Xin." ”

"Miss Xie Liu." It's really better than Cuihua, Lan Xin likes this name very much, Ding Rou said: "I'll teach you to write your name in two days." ”

Lan Xin nodded again and again, Ding Rou prepared the meal and took the tray to share with the Liu family, and listened to the voice before entering the door: "Aunt Liu, don't be too little, it's difficult to do business now, only so much silver." ”