"You want to be my mother, or she wants to be my mother." Ann put her hands around her chest. Although she was shorter than the people in the room, she was full of momentum.

Such a word blocked aunt Bo's request.

Lady Qing took a bite of silver teeth. Of course, she wants to recognize Ann. Her daughter is more beautiful than the three daughters of the crown princess. When she looks good, she can get a good in laws. She will benefit Xiaocheng and herself.

"Bo auntie, show me how to do it first. I'll do it myself later. I'm Ann's mother. It's right to make something for the children." Mrs. Qing smiles gently on her face, just like playing drums in her heart. She is really not good at cooking.

Gu Chunzhu and An'an are making snacks at your own expense. The thin aunt over there is teaching Mrs. Qing how to fry spring rolls.

When Aunt Bo did it, there was still a sizzling sound in the oil pan, and soon the spring roll came out with fragrance, but Ann didn't even look at the spring roll.

Mrs. Qing had to work hard on her own. She made a few dough balls with no effort. They were not spring rolls.

When she was frying in the oil pan, there was a scream.

"Ah!" The crackling oil splashed because there was still water on the chopsticks Mrs. Qing used to fry spring rolls. The water began to boil as soon as it met the oil.

With tears in her eyes, she put her hand in front of An'an and cried, "otherwise, An'an, you can eat the spring roll made by thin aunt. You can see that your mother's hands are hot. It hurts so much."

An'an saw that Mrs. Qing's hand was only splashed with a little red dot by the oil star. Compared with Gu Chunzhu's fried salted crispy chicken, it was almost useless.

She said coldly, "I can't even make a spring roll, so I want to be my mother..."

An'an is not finished, but Gu Chunzhu pulls his sleeve. Mrs. Qing's temperament is now 200% patient. If An'an annoys her, it's not good.

Although An'an didn't go on, she didn't give up. Aunt Bo had to ask the servant to take the medicine and wipe it for Mrs. Qing. After wiping it, Mrs. Qing's eyes were red and fried spring rolls.

She has never worked so hard in her life. She fantasizes that Ann will recognize her mother when she eats the spring roll she made.

When spring roll came out of the pot, it was mixed with a burnt smell. Gu Chunzhu saw the spring roll that was brought to an's eyes, some of which were black, some of which were still half cooked, and looked very ugly.

"Ann, eat this. It's better fried." Mrs. Qing stuffed her chopsticks into An'an and pointed to one of the best sellers.

An'an has tasted it, just chewed it and then vomited it out. She looks at her with the same eyes as Mrs. Qing scornfully, "it's all raw. How do you let me eat it? How can you be someone else's mother like this? Just give birth to it?"

"Me?" Mrs. Qing, don't look at Aunt Bo wrongly.

Gu Chunzhu looks at Mrs. Qing, who is also tossed by An'an today. She sews her clothes and explodes her spring roll. The man is so embarrassed that she even spends some makeup on his face. She then goes round and says, "An'an didn't sleep well today, maybe she got up a little angry. Come back tomorrow."

Mrs. Qing gives Gu Chunzhu a look of chagrin. Dan Kou's fingernails are scratched together in the sleeve. She has done so many things today that she can give Ann a good impression. But this woman just can't see her own good and wants to drive herself away.

Gu Chunzhu looks at Mrs. Qing with complicated eyes and knows that she is a good man again.

I saw Mrs. Qing approach An'an and say, "An'an, my mother has tried her best. Can I accompany you here? It's the handiwork of An'an, which is made by her heart... "

Before she finished, Ann moved to keep a distance with her, and then the bad water in her cheeks was reflected in her eyes.

"You can't fry spring rolls. You can always do laundry. The clothes I changed yesterday haven't been taken out for washing." An'an pursed her lips and said, thinking that she was going to have a good time.

Mrs. Qing takes a look at Aunt Bo. She knows that there is no good progress in staying today, so she gives her a "go".

Immediately, Mrs. Qing covered her forehead, "ouch" shouted, "An'an, my mother has a headache today. I'll come to see you another day."

"Good." Ann's sly smile finally drove her away, and her goal was achieved.

When Lady Qing pretended to hold her head and passed by Gu Chunzhu, she said in a sharp voice, "come out with me."

Gu Chunzhu put down his things and washed his hands in the basin before he followed Mrs. Qing out.

Outside, Mrs. Qing's delicate face was full of tension, and she looked at Gu Chunzhu angrily. There was no weak appearance of headache.

"What's the matter, madam?" Gu Chunzhu's attitude is not cold or light, and Mrs. Qing doesn't need to get used to it.

"You instigated my daughter to do this to me, didn't you?"

"No."Gu Chunzhu's clear eyes looked at Mrs. Qing frankly, but Mrs. Qing did not believe that she could not grasp any handle. Her fist was tight and loose, and she could only hate: "I brought two servant girls to Ann's close service, and you arranged for me."

Aunt Bo brings in two servant girls, both about the same age as Ann.

Gu Chunzhu chuckles. Mrs. Qing tries her best to recognize ANN, but this Kung Fu hasn't been implemented.

"I can accept people, but I can't be the master if Ann wants them to serve her closely. You know she has a big idea." Gu Chunzhu didn't say enough. Anyway, the people in this house are either the prince's or the princess's. she doesn't mind having another two and a half girls.

Mrs. Qing frowned, but she didn't have to worry too much about Chunzhu. Her fingers hurt today, and the place where the oil splashed on the back of her hands hurt. She was not comfortable anywhere. She wished she could go back to the prince's mansion to have a rest earlier.

"Come on." She waved and went out with her aunt Bo.

An'an ran out of the kitchen and said to the two servant girls, "I don't want them to be my personal servant girls. Please send them to clean the toilet first."

"Little princess..." The two servant girls did not know what they had done wrong. They knelt down and lowered their heads in fear.

Lady Qing is about to go out and is so angry that she breaks back. Ann even wants to send the maid she sent to clean the toilet, but an's words extinguish all her anger.

"I used to brush toilets by myself at home. I'm your master. Why can't you brush toilets when I can? Are you miss or am I miss? " Ann said directly.

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