Chapter 110 I order you to tear her apart now!

The smell of cooking oil smoke is really strong.

The cook had to prepare the meal. After sending Ji Xin away, she looked around and threw the milk cat into the empty dustpan at the door.

There was a smell of vegetable leaves in the dustpan. Shenhua's nose was very sensitive, and she just stood up on her limbs, but she was too young. She staggered for a few steps, and soon fell down limply.

Shen Hua:……

She couldn't muster the strength.

It’s so dirty. Is this a place she can stay?

"Meow!"

Take her out!

Shen Hua shouted to the cook.

"Hey, it's quite lively." Mrs. Luo, who was washing vegetables in the kitchen, glanced at the cat cub and couldn't help but feel a little more preachy to the cook.

"It's because of your kindness that you asked me to tell you that you shouldn't pick it up on the road. It's just a beast and I can't care for you until you die. Just let it fend for itself. But you don't listen."

"In order to find a cat, the whole chef will accompany you to find a cat. We also have work on hand. If the master's meal is delayed, no one can afford it."

As she spoke, she smiled provocatively.

"That's right. You have no children in your life. Apart from food, I'm afraid you will have nothing else to do. You will have to find something to do for yourself."

The cook's surname is Fan. She is an old woman with a hunchback. She loves cleanliness and has cooked for the Yangling Marquis Mansion for more than thirty years. But she is not the only cook in the kitchen.

She is old and has a bad temper, so she is often targeted.

"I want you to take care of it? I'm happy to do it."

Chef Fan washed her hands carefully before kneading the dough. She was very angry.

"What's wrong with you beast? He's always more sensible than your son. I heard that he owes another debt outside. He doesn't teach me a lesson. He's a frequent visitor to gambling houses. I'm afraid it's still a bottomless pit. By the way, don't even think about borrowing money from me. I won’t give you a single copper."

Mrs. Luo, who was washing vegetables, suddenly turned dark.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Chef Fan squinted at her: "Do you have to tell me? In order to pay off the debt, he begged you for the coffin book. In the blink of an eye, he sold his wife who gave birth to a big fat boy. But he still can't make up for this. Hole, you really have to worry a lot when you have a son like this."

"Okay, okay, we all work in the same house, why are you arguing? Don't hurt the harmony."

Someone quickly came forward to persuade me.

Mrs. Luo was furious.

This matter was a thorn in her heart! Not to mention the coffin boards, she had borrowed all the relatives she could borrow. She didn't have to worry about the debt now, but in the future, which daughter of a good family would dare to marry?

She threw the washed vegetables onto the chopping board and walked out of the kitchen with a dark face.

When I passed the dustpan, I couldn't help but kick it up.

"Why should I support you? The worst thing I can see is the way some villains are able to gain power."

Soon, her old lady-in-law, who was close to her, chased her, pulled her to the corner and beat her hard.

"Why are you angry with her?"

"Do I still have to let her go? She has no children and no one to rely on, but she has the nerve to laugh at me?"

The dustpan was kicked away, and Shen Hua rolled several times on the ground. It fell onto a pile of charcoal, and the already dirty hair was stained with a layer of black dust.

Shen Hua was hit so hard that her eyes were filled with stars.

Soon, he was lifted up by Chef Fan.

Chef Fan chased after her with a cold expression.

He scolded coldly: "There is a death in your family. Did you poke a sore spot? Did you kick it? If this cat has any good intentions, I will tear you apart sooner or later!"

"If I were you, I would be sorry for my ancestors if I gave birth to such a son. I'm afraid he would just die like this!"

As she said this, she moved the cub anxiously.

The cub stared in the direction where the vegetable washer left, pointing with a broken and trembling paw.

Bare teeth and show claws.

It was obvious that he was complaining and he looked very angry.

"It's not too late! I order you to tear her apart now!"

"Kick me! How dare a slave of hers kick me!"

"Where's Cui Yun, call him over!"

The cook slapped Shen Hua on the head angrily.

"What are you calling for? I don't know how to hide!"

"Oh, I can't even leave. I'm so stupid."

Shen Hua:……

She lowered her head and felt helpless. There was a sense of despair all over her body.

Then he was thrown into the dustpan again.

Chef Fan took a bowl, rinsed it several times and wiped it dry. Soon, she filled it with some goat milk and put it together in a dustpan.

"Eat."

"Even if there is no fate between you and me, I will not let you starve to death."

After saying this, she went to work.

Shen Hua moved her head away in disgust.

She doesn't like this kind of goat milk that has not had its odor removed. Not to mention that the container is not a jade bowl or a glass cup.

Shen Jiayang will never waste herself drinking!

She huddled up angrily.

After the meals were prepared in the kitchen, a busy meal began, and soon it was time to relax again. Perhaps there was nothing to do, so a group of people surrounded Shen Hua.

"It really doesn't want to eat?"

"Let me see, maybe I know the white cat is dead and feel uncomfortable."

"This is too dirty. Let's wash it."

"No, you didn't see how hard Chef Fan was protecting the calf just now. The calf is already weak. If you do anything bad, I'm afraid even you will be scolded."

Shen Hua, who loves cleanliness and is delicate and pretentious, always smearing ointment all over her body, is desperate.

However, a group of people surrounded her and kept talking.

She shrank her furry head in annoyance.

There was a moment of silence amid the noise all around.

A firewood maid was a little surprised: "It just rolled its eyes at me!"

Why are you so happy!

When the night turned dark, Shen Hua was carried back to the servant's room by Chef Fan.

Naturally, the house is incomparable to Cui Yun's house, and there is still a damp smell in the house.

Shen Hua's eyes were starry with hunger. But she kept her mouth shut and didn't take a bite.

"Quite stubborn."

Chef Fan reached out and touched her soft belly and took out the goat's milk.

Chef Fan sighed deeply.

She was married when she was young, was cheerful in her work, quite handsome, and had been in love for a few years, but she couldn't give birth.

Just because of this, the man who loved her turned against her and abandoned her on the spot.

——You can’t give birth, but you still have the nerve to delay me?

Her mother-in-law, who always praised her for her filial piety, mercilessly kicked her out, and soon she arranged for her son to remarry.

My mother-in-law's sister-in-law was worried that she would not be able to tolerate her if she had another mouth to eat. My brother felt so guilty that he just wiped away tears and said:

——Little sister, it’s not that my brother is cruel, but I really want to support your nephew’s education. My family is not rich, and your marriage is not going well. I can’t quarrel with your sister-in-law because of you. This is ten cents, you can buy it. Eat a few buns and don’t come back again.

Fortunately, Mrs. Tai took pity on her, and with her good skills, she was able to settle in the Marquis Mansion.

These years, I have been alone, and that's it.

Facing the weak candlelight, she looked at the dusty cat waiting for death, and sighed deeply.

"I don't dislike you, and you don't dislike me because I'm too old to take care of you for a few years."

"Eat, we can be good companions if you survive."

Who wants to keep you company?

Shen Hua collapsed on the square table.

She doesn't eat, she doesn't drink, she wants to take a bath.

She stinks so much.
Chapter completed!