Small peasant girl is born with divine power

Chapter 11 Daily life
Until noon, the food delivery person came.

Today's meal looks richer than yesterday's.

Four dishes and one soup, the soup is stewed pork ribs with lotus root, a small green vegetable, a plate of white cut meat, and a serving of diced chicken, pure diced chicken, which tastes delicious but not spicy, and the last serving is a bowl of custard with drizzled on top A little soy sauce.

It's delicious just by the smell.

Cheng Xiuyang basically only ate half of each dish, and the remaining half was killed by willow leaves.

When sending the lunch box to Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang gave the boiled medicine to Liu Yezi by the way.

After drinking the medicine in one gulp, Liu Yezi couldn't help asking Cheng Zhang.

"Madam, do you have a lot of things to do?" My son had such a big incident, so I only came to see him on the first day, but on the second day, there was no one there?

It's as if if you dump your son to her, you can let him go.

Uncle Huang said very little, glanced at Liu Yezi, picked up the lunch box and medicine jar, and left.

"Do your part well, the master's business has nothing to do with you as a maid."

maid?

Liu Yezi rolled her eyes at the back of Uncle Huang leaving.

Who is the maid?Anyway, she didn't sell her body, she just stayed at the landlord's house to eat and drink, and when she got familiar with the situation here, she could leave whenever she wanted.

The afternoon and evening were the same as before, but to Liu Yezi's surprise, this Cheng Xiuyang really wanted to take a bath every day.

I sighed again that Cheng Xiuyang was lucky to be reincarnated in this family. If it was placed in other families, he would have to take a bath every day and would probably be beaten every day.

This is not a modern society. Carrying water, boiling water, and moving water to the room, although the waste of manpower and financial resources during this period is not much, but it is not a small sum if it is washed every day.

Seeing that Liu Yezi didn't take a bath, Cheng Xiu frowned and stood motionless by the bed.

"bath."

His two words smacked of distaste.

Liu Yezi put down her crossed legs and walked in front of him, rolling her eyes shamelessly.

"I said that even if you are an autistic child, you don't have such a big face. It's fine if you have a lot of stinky problems, but others have to be like you. I just washed it yesterday. So what if I don't wash it today? Is it dirty and smelly?" ?”

Cheng Xiuyang nodded silently.

Liu Yezi was furious, and the hand holding the book hit his head in a moderate way.

Snapped.

Cheng Xiuyang was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief.

Liu Yezi felt inexplicably guilty from this look.

"Why, take it lightly, don't look at me with that abused look. Besides, you don't wash your hair every day? Why do you ask others to take a bath every day?"

Cheng Xiuyang's shocked look disappeared, staring quietly at the willow leaves that hit him just now.

He has never been beaten since he can remember.

This man actually beat him.

Although it is not painful, the psychological impact is huge.

Meeting Cheng Xiuyang's eyes, Liu Yezi rubbed her nose in embarrassment.

Well, she admits that she really shouldn't hit people casually, but this autistic child really doesn't feel like a child to her, and she likes to do it when she's in a hurry, and she's restrained now...

In Cheng Xiuyang's eyes that couldn't figure it out, and then became more and more resentful.

Liu Yezi was defeated.

"Okay, big brother, I was wrong, I shouldn't hit you, I shouldn't be mean, you can change your eyes, don't look at me like this." If you continue to watch, she will have nightmares at night.

Cheng Xiuyang suddenly turned his head and snorted.

Obviously sulking.

If the Cheng family, or anyone else who was a little familiar with Cheng Xiuyang were here, they would probably scream excitedly.

This wooden man who has no expression and emotion since he was a child can actually sulk and hum!
But Liu Yezi was not very clear, she just thought that she might hurt the self-esteem of the autistic child.

She was helpless, so she had to take another miscellaneous journal, and sat opposite Cheng Xiuyang with a small bench.

"I'm here to read you another book, don't be angry, okay?"

Cheng Xiu didn't make a sound, but sat down.

Liu Yezi knew that he agreed.

Then he sighed, how could he understand the reaction of this autistic child in less than two days.

After another night of reading, Liu Yezi felt that her throat was about to smoke, and Cheng Xiuyang finally went to bed at a certain time.

Getting up to help him tuck the quilt, Liu Yezi thought about this morning.

"When do you usually get up, remember to dress you after I get up in the future, don't stand barefoot at the door to be scary anymore."

The dimness in Cheng Xiuyang's eyes was fleeting.

scary...

Why did he feel a little pricked in his heart?

different from usual...

What a disgusting feeling...

Cheng Xiuyang stared deeply at Liu Yezi for a while, and when Liu Yezi thought he would not answer, he uttered two words.

"Maoshi"

Liu Ye paused.

"understood."

She put out the candle and went back to her little room.

Mao time is more than five o'clock in the morning...

Liu Yezi was worried in her heart. Although she went to bed early here, it was still very painful for a person who is used to sleeping late to wake up at five o'clock in the morning!

Not wanting to think about it anymore, Liu Yezi fell into a deep sleep as soon as her head touched the pillow. She had no dreams all night, and suddenly woke up with the sound of the clock.

what time is it

Listen carefully, um, it's just in time.

After getting up and getting dressed quickly, Liu Yezi opened the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the autistic child did not stand at the door today.

When he walked over, he saw Cheng Xiuyang lying on the bed and staring at her silently with his dark eyes.

Going over to help him get dressed, Liu Ye squeezed Cheng Xiuyang's face in a wicked way.

Alas, this is a waste of her face nourished by a drop of psychic fluid. It really feels good to the touch, thin and smooth, tenderer than custard.

Afterwards, Liu Yezi walked out the door satisfied, ready to fetch water for him to freshen up.

But she didn't know how stunned Cheng Xiuyang was behind her.

Actually... pinched his face.

Cheng Xiuyang didn't know why, but felt that the base of his neck started to heat up, and the tip of his ears turned red uncontrollably.

pinch face...

face……

It was much rarer for Cheng Xiuyang to sit on the bed for a while to recover his turbulent mood, and when Liu Yezi came in with water, he was the same autistic child as before.

After grooming, Liu Yezi took a peek at Cheng Xiuyang, and rinsed herself with the green ointment in the small jar.

She hadn't brushed her teeth for a long time, and she had to steal something from an autistic child to rinse her mouth.

After using it, my mouth really feels fresh and natural. Liu Yezi took a look at the small jar and admired these ancient technologies. Unfortunately, many of them have been lost in modern times. Although industrial and scientific things are useful, they still can’t compare to them. This kind of ancient man-made natural thing.

Cheng Xiuyang withdrew his indifferent eyes and started his daily walk.

(End of this chapter)