After Zhang Ma cleaned up the laundry room, she went straight to the kitchen.

Somehow, when she came out of the hall, Madam Zhang felt a lot more relaxed, and sighed, "Even if this family is all bastards, at least the master and grandma will make sense."

The cook was making soup, and when Zhang Ma came in, she said hello immediately.

"Mother Zhang, why don't you have to do anything so idle today? Be careful when the young lady sees you running around, you should be scolded."

Madam Zhang smiled, "You think I'm idle, I'm here to serve porridge."

The cook frowned, "Isn't this porridge all the maid's job? When did the old mother serve the porridge?"

"Grandma asked me to serve it."

The cook was adding firewood to the stove, without looking back, "Well, there is lotus porridge in the pot, you can serve it yourself."

"Sure, I'm busy with you, I'll do it myself."

The cook used tongs to clamp out the burnt wood. She accidentally scalded her hand, and immediately pulled her hand back with pain, and spit on her red wrist.

"Yo, I'm scalded to death."

"Why are you not careful."

"No way, it's inevitable to be scalded in the kitchen every day. By the way, Mom Zhang, why didn't you see Xiao Cui today? This chopping wood is almost gone, I'm still waiting for her to chopping wood, or I won't have it tonight used."

"Xiao Cui is sick and can't chop wood. You can find a strong manservant to chop."

"Oh, I'm sick, but the young lady confessed that from now on, Xiao Cui will do all the work of chopping wood."

"Hmph, now Xiao Cui can't move while lying on the bed, how can I chop wood?"

"Well, I'll go to the young lady in a moment to see how she arranges. By the way, what's wrong with Xiaocui? Didn't you still go alive yesterday? By the way, I seem to have seen her this morning, isn't it good?"

The cook was in the kitchen when she saw the sky. Naturally, she didn't know what happened in the house.

Mother Zhang sighed, "Hey, I suddenly fell ill just now."

Mother Zhang took a bowl of porridge and rummaged around on the stove.

The cook frowned, "Mother Zhang, what are you looking for?"

"Where is the brown sugar? Where is the brown sugar?"

"Who do you serve porridge? Brown sugar?"

"To Xiaocui."

"Xiao Cui?"

"Yes, it's Xiaocui."

The chef's mouth is so wide that she can put a pear in it.

"Mother Zhang, you have a fever, are you confused? Xiaocui is a servant, can you still drink lotus porridge? If Grandma Tang finds out about you, then it's worth it? The owners drink lotus porridge."

Madam Zhang smiled, "Grandma asked me to bring porridge to Xiao Cui."

"Oh, it means grandma."

"Yeah, do you think I meant it? Hurry up, where's the brown sugar? Where are you? Give me the brown sugar quickly."

"Isn't the brown sugar in the white ceramic pot on the stove?"

"Oh, I saw it. Thanks a lot."

Zhang Ma took a spoonful of brown sugar and put it in the porridge.

"Well, okay, I should go, you stay. Watch the fire carefully and don't burn your hands anymore."

The cook smiled, "I have not been scalded once or twice. It's okay. I'm used to scalding."

Mother Zhang carried a bowl of porridge and walked towards the servant's room with a smile.

Before coming to the front, I heard arguing and crying from the room. There seemed to be the sound of something falling to the ground.

Ma Zhang listened with her ears upright, and she couldn't help being stunned.

"Mom, it's the voice of the young lady. Xiao Cui is crying. Isn't Xiao Cui being beaten again?"

Zhang Ma hurriedly pushed the door in, just in time to see the fat lady pulling Xiao Cui's hair out the door.

"Miss grandma, let go, what are you doing? Xiaocui is weak, you drag her like this, where can she eat it?"

When the fat woman saw Zhang Ma's return, she immediately let out a sneer.

"Hey, Mom Zhang is back, still carrying the lotus seed porridge that the master drank. Mom Zhang, your courage is getting bigger and bigger. Is this porridge for your servants to drink? How dare you bring it to Xiaocui? "

Madam Zhang said, "Little grandma, grandma asked me to bring this porridge to Xiao Cui, not me."

The fat lady was taken aback when she heard this, "Tsk tusk tusk, I said that Zhang's mother is so courageous. It turns out that she has a backstage. She is really backed by grandma. She dares to do everything. In your eyes, my young grandma is not a shit. what."

"My grandmother, that's not what I said. I admit that I have been in the house for a long time. The master and grandma trust me more, and they can't talk about supporting the backstage."

Zhang Ma put the porridge on the table and lifted up Xiao Cui who was lying on the ground.

"Come on, Xiao Cui, this porridge is still hot, drink it quickly to get rid of the cold in your stomach."

Xiao Cui glanced at the angry fat woman and shook her head vigorously, "Mother Zhang, I can't drink this porridge."

"Xiao Cui, you child, grandma asked you to drink the porridge. What are you afraid of? Drink it."

Zhang Ma took a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Xiao Cui's mouth.

"Come on, drink."

Xiao Cui looked at the fat woman, not daring to open her mouth.

The fat woman snorted coldly, "Xiao Cui, it seems that grandma treats you with blue eyes. She has rewarded you for drinking lotus porridge. The next step is to let the young master help you as a concubine."

Xiao Cui cried, "My grandmother, where are the obscure things, Master said that he won't marry me, so don't get me wrong."

The fat woman laughed and said, "Young master is a dutiful son. As long as grandma nods, how can the master dare to disobey. If I were you, I will get grandma first. As long as grandma asks the master to marry you, the master will not fail. It seems that you want to be a concubine. The dream hasn't completely shattered yet, at least grandma doesn't hate you. You can see from this bowl of porridge."

Xiao Cui cried, "Young grandma, Xiao Cui knows that she has little luck and is not worthy of the young master. Xiao Cui is just suffering."

Madam Zhang persuaded, "Xiao Cui, don't talk about it, hurry up and drink the porridge. This porridge is rewarded by grandma. If you don't drink it, grandma will be angry. Come on, drink it quickly."

Xiao Cui nodded tearfully and opened her mouth.

Zhang Ma passed a spoon of porridge over, seeing that spoon of porridge was about to reach Xiao Cui's mouth.

The fat woman was furious, reached out her hand to grab the bowl of porridge, and fell to the ground.

With a crash, the bowl was smashed to pieces, and the porridge in the bowl was all over the floor.

Both Zhang Ma and Xiao Cui were shocked.

Mother Zhang said, "Young lady, are you crazy? A good bowl of porridge, you fell."

The fat woman said angrily, "I want her to drink! I want her to drink! She is obviously a slave, how can she be qualified to drink the master's porridge?"

Xiao Cui felt extremely wronged, holding Zhang Ma, and crying.

Seeing Xiaocui crying into tears, the fat lady was even more proud.

"Xiao Cui, it's not that I said you, you said you know who you are now? You seduce the young master, and now you still drink the porridge that the master drank, do you say you are qualified to do this? Man, you still have to be content with yourself Identity, know a little bit, what identity does and what to do, Xiaocui, you just don’t understand this. Remember, you are just a maid in the mansion, a servant in the mansion, do you understand?"