Yun chujiu skillfully lit the fire and began to take care of the three stoves.
Lan Xiang stood at the side and slacked off. She curled her lips. “HMPH! Just now, I said that Qiao didn’t know how to light a fire. Isn’t this burning pretty well? It seems that you are born with a cheap life. Even if you climb up the branch occasionally, you will be beaten back to your original state.”
Two flames flickered in Yun Chujiu’s eyes. Some people just had to suppress people like her to gain vanity and satisfaction. They were really looking for a beating!
Lan Xiang cursed a few times. Seeing that Yun Chujiu didn’t have any reaction, she probably felt a little bored, so she went to a few maids who were picking vegetables to chat.
The maids were naturally very happy to see that someone was helping them with the work, so they started chatting while picking vegetables.
