Have You Written Your Will Today?

  Chapter 110 I order you to tear her up now!

  The smell of cooking oil and smoke is really heavy.

  The cook had to prepare meals, and after seeing off Jixin, she looked around and randomly threw the milk cat into the empty dustpan at the door.

   There is a smell of vegetable leaves in the dustpan. Shen Hua's nose is very sensitive, and she just stood up on all fours, but she is too young. He wobbled a few steps, and soon lay down limply and powerlessly.

  Shen Hua: …

  She can't pull herself up.

   It's so dirty, is this a place for her to stay!

"Meow!"

  Take her out!

  Shen Hua called to the cook.

   "Hey, it's quite lively." Mrs. Luo, who cooks and washes vegetables, glanced at the cat. Unavoidably, he was a little more preaching to the cook.

   "It's because you have a kind heart. If you want me to say that you shouldn't pick it up on the road, it's just a beast and you can't take care of it until you die. Let it fend for itself. You don't listen."

   "In order to find a cat, all the cooks will accompany you to find it. We also have work on hand. If the master's meal is delayed, no one will be blamed."

   As she spoke, she smiled provocatively again.

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

  The cook's surname is Fan, and she is a hunchbacked old lady. He loves cleanliness and has cooked for the Yangling Hou Mansion for more than 30 years. But in the kitchen, she is not the only cook.

  She is old and has a big temper. Therefore, it is often targeted.

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

  Ms. Fan washed her hands carefully before kneading the dough. She was **** off.

"What's wrong with the beast? It's more sensible than your son. I heard that I owed another debt outside. I don't learn a lesson. I'm a frequent visitor to the gambling house. 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 the vegetables, instantly turned dark.

   "Don't talk nonsense."

Chef Fan squinted at her: "Do you have to tell me? He begged you for the coffin book in order to pay off the debt, and he sold his wife who gave birth to a fat boy in a blink of an eye. But he still couldn't make up for it." Hole, with this kind of son, you really have to worry about it."

   "Okay, okay, they all work in the same mansion, why are you arguing? Don't hurt your peace."

   Soon someone stepped forward to persuade him.

   Mrs. Luo was furious.

   This matter is the thorn in her heart! Not to mention the coffin was closed, she borrowed all the relatives she could borrow, and now the debt is not worrying, but in the future, which daughter of a good family would dare to marry?

  She threw the washed dishes onto the cutting board, and walked out of the kitchen with a dark face.

  When I passed the dustpan, I couldn't resist kicking it up.

   "What to raise! The worst thing to see is that some people have a villainous face."

   Soon, the old woman who was befriended with her chased after her, dragged her to the corner and said for a while.

   "What are you angry with her?"

   "Could it be that I have to let her go? She has no children and no one to rely on, so she has the nerve to laugh at me?"

  The dustpan was kicked flying, and Shen Wei rolled several times on the ground in a daze. It fell on a pile of charcoal, and the hair, which was already unclean, was covered with a layer of black ash.

  Shen Hua's eyes were staring from the smash.

   Soon, she was picked up by Cook Fan.

  Cook Niang Fan chased after her with a cold face.

  Colded coldly: "Your family is dead. Did you poke your sore spot? Did you kick it? If this cat has any good or bad, I will tear you up sooner or later!"

   "If I were you, having such a son, I'm sorry to my ancestors, I'm afraid it's just a white silk, so I'll just go there!"

   As she spoke, she dialed the cub in annoyance.

   The cub stared at the direction in which the vegetable washing woman left, pointing with a broken paw and trembling.

   Open your teeth and show your claws.

   Obviously complaining and looking desperate.

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

   "Kick me! How dare she, a slave, kick me!"

   "Where is Cui Yun, call him over!"

  The cook patted Shen Hua on the head angrily.

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

   "Oh, they won't go. Stupid."

  Shen Hua: …

  She hangs her head down and has nothing to love. There is a sense of frustration all over the body.

   Then it was thrown into the dustpan again.

  Ms. Fan took a bowl, rinsed it several times and dried it. Soon, she brought some goat milk. Put them together in a dustpan.

   "Eat."

   "Even if there is no fate between you and me, I won't let you starve to death."

   Throwing away this sentence, she went to work.

  Shen Hua moved her head away in disgust.

   She doesn't like this kind of goat milk that has not removed the smell. Not to mention that the utensils are not jade bowls, nor glazed cups.

  Shen Jia Yangyang would never spoil himself to drink!

  She curled up angrily.

  After the meal was prepared in the kitchen, the meal was in full swing, and soon, it was free again. Xu had nothing to do, so a group of people surrounded Shen Wei.

   "It really doesn't eat?"

   "If you want me to see, maybe you know that the white cat is dead, and you feel uncomfortable."

   "It's too dirty, let's wash it."

   "Don't, you didn't see the strength of Cook Madam Fan to protect the calf just now, the cub is already weak, if something good or bad happens, I'm afraid even you will be scolded."

   Shen Wei, who loves cleanliness and is delicate and hypocritical, always puts balm all over her body, is very desperate.

   But a group of people talked non-stop around her.

  She shrank her furry head annoyed.

   There was a moment of silence amidst the noisy surroundings.

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

   Bai you are so happy!

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

  The house is naturally incomparable with Cui Yun's house, and there is still a damp smell in the house.

  Shen Hua's hungry eyes were starry. But he kept his mouth shut, and didn't even take a bite.

   "Still stubborn."

  Cook Niang Fan reached out and touched that soft belly. He took out the milk again.

  Cookgirl Fan sighed deeply.

  She was married when she was young, she was straightforward in her work, she was considered handsome, and she had a few years of loving life, but she couldn't give birth.

   It was this point, the man who loved her turned his back on the spot and abandoned her.

  —You can’t give birth, so you’re too embarrassed to delay me?

  Praised her filial mother-in-law everywhere, drove her out mercilessly, and in a blink of an eye asked her son to marry again.

  My natal sister-in-law was worried that she would have an extra mouth to eat, so she couldn't tolerate her no matter what. The elder brother wiped away his tears guiltily, but said.

  —Little sister, it’s not that my brother is cruel. I really want to support your nephew to study, and the family is not rich. Your marriage is not going well. I can’t argue with your sister-in-law because of you. This is ten Wen, you can buy a few buns to eat, and don't come here again in the future.

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

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

   Facing the faint candlelight, she looked at the gray cat waiting to die, and sighed heavily.

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

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

  Who wants to keep you company!

  Shen Hua collapsed to death on the square table.

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

  She stinks.

  (end of this chapter)