The crows work together to pick up a heavy bamboo basket, fly into the kitchen, and place it on the stove.

Finally, they looked into the corner of the kitchen.

That location is exactly where Ruan Mianmian is.

After getting their master's permission, they spread their wings and flew out of the window.

Cinderella closed the window to keep the cold wind out, and then looked back at the basket.

The basket is covered with a cloth.

Lift the cloth, and underneath it are two oatmeal breads, and a large piece of bacon, and two red-colored apples.

Cinderella was surprised.

He didn't understand why the two crows had brought food.

I don't know what came to mind, but he muttered, "Mom, did you ask the crow to bring me these foods?" ”

Ruan Mianmian thought to herself, I don't have a son as big as you.

The food was sent by the crows, and it did not belong to the family, and no one knew about their existence except for Cinderella, and even if they were eaten, no one would find out.

Cinderella was already hungry.

He baked the oatmeal bread and bacon over the fire, then broke the bread, sliced the bacon into thin slices, and ate it in large gulps.

Although he wore a skirt all the year round, and behaved like an ordinary girl, he was a man after all, and he ate quite a lot of food, and in a short time he ran out of bread, and half of the bacon was left, which he carefully hid so as not to be discovered.

He washed the two apples, but ate only one and took the other with his mother.

After eating and drinking, Cinderella felt much more comfortable.

He didn't go back to his little attic, just squatted by the stove and fell asleep with his knees clutched.

Ruan Mianmian brought a blanket from elsewhere and gently draped it over him.

She lifted her hand and gently stroked his soft hair.

The young man who was sleeping seemed to feel something, and his eyelashes fluttered slightly, but he didn't open them.

When the fire in the stove was about to go out, Ruan Mianmian added some firewood to it to make the fire burn again.

She just silently guarded the boy for a night.

By the time it was almost dawn, Cinderella woke up.

The blanket on his body had long since been taken away, but the fire in the stove was still there.

The young man stared at the fire in the stove, not knowing what he was thinking, and his eyes, which had always been numb and indifferent, actually showed a faint warmth.

He boiled hot water, washed quickly, tied his hair, and began to plunge into the busy day again.

Ruan Mianmian was in the master bedroom on the second floor at this time.

On the large and spacious warm bed, Mrs. Holly had just woken up, and she put on her coat and brushed her long reddish-brown curls, looking lazy and bewitching.

She looked at herself in the mirror and was satisfied that she was still so beautiful at the age of thirty.

Ruan Mianmian recited a spell.

The mirror suddenly exploded!

Shards flew out and slashed through Mrs. Holly's cheek.

Blood splattered and she screamed in pain!

"Ahh

Mary and Dorothy arrived at the news, and they looked overwhelmed by the shards of glass and the wounds on their mother's face.

In the end, it was Mary, who was a little older, who reacted first and hurriedly ran to call the doctor.

Dorothy helped her mother to sit on the bed, and then called Cinderella to clean up the debris.

When Cindera came in, she saw broken glass all over the floor, didn't ask anything, and silently cleaned it up.

He took the broken glass downstairs and poured it out.

Soon the family doctor arrived, he cleaned Mrs. Holly's wounds, left some anti-inflammatory drugs, and left.

The wound is not deep, but because the wound is on the face, there is a possibility of leaving a scar.

The flaw in her beauty, which she was most proud of, was something that Mrs. Holly could never bear.

She was in a very bad mood because of this, and when she ate, she poured a whole bowl of hot soup directly on Cinderella's body!

The reason was because she felt the soup was too hot.

Cinderella was so hot that she trembled, but she didn't dare to say anything, so she could only clench her fists and grit her teeth to endure it.

When Mrs. Holly saw her stepdaughter's pitiful appearance, her bad mood improved, and she did not trouble her stepdaughter any more, and after breakfast, she went upstairs.

The mirror suddenly shattered for no reason, and she had doubts in her heart, but she had no clue, so she could only press this matter first.

Mary and Dorothy then left.

Ruan Mianmian looked at Cinderella, whose skin was burned red, and was very distressed.

She originally wanted to help the boy vent her evil anger, but she didn't expect that it would make the boy angry.

Cinderella walked into the kitchen, washed the soup off her face and hands, and then put up with the sticky feeling of her clothes and buried herself in tidying up the table.

He still had a lot of work to do today, but he had to find time to visit his mother in the afternoon, so he had to finish all the work in the morning, and he didn't have time to change his clothes.

What's more, he didn't have any other clothes to change into.

The skirt on his body is already the thickest clothes he has now, and the other two skirts are short-sleeved summer dresses, which can freeze people to death if they are worn in this weather.

Cinderella had been busy all morning, but she hadn't been able to finish the work.

He had to make his lunch first and wait for the rest to come back in the afternoon.

Because they were going to the duke's house in the evening, Mary and Dorothy did not dare to wear too much, lest they show their stomachs, and then they would not look good in dresses.

As for Mrs. Holly, she was in a bad mood because of the injury on her face, she had no appetite, and she ate very little.

When they finished eating, there was still a lot of food left on the table.

Dorothy deliberately warns Cinderella before leaving.

"I know you're very greedy, but these foods aren't something you can enjoy, if I find out you're stealing them, hmph, you'll be punished!"

Cinderella silently cleaned up the table.

He put the rest of the food into the kitchen and didn't eat a single bite.

When it was cleaned up, he took out half of the bacon that he hadn't eaten last night, cut it into small pieces, boiled it in water, and ate it all in one go.

He hadn't eaten meat in a long time, and he licked the corners of his mouth with a lingering expression.

Hindrey took the apple he had left in his arms, endured the cold, pushed the door and walked out of the kitchen, and ran briskly towards the dark forest.

There wasn't enough time for today, so he had to go early and come back early.

As soon as he walked on his front foot, Ruan Mianmian began to chant a spell on his back foot, summoning two crows and a dozen mice.

Under her manipulation, the crows and rats began to work.

Not only did they clean the kitchen inside and out, but they also washed and dried the clothes and curtains that Cinderella hadn't had time to wash.

When Cinderella returned, she was greeted by a new kitchen, with clothes and curtains neatly hung on the clothesline.

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