"Ning Ge, wash those red beans three times first, then soak them for me. The water should cover the beans, and when you wash them, pick out the sand."
"Ning Ge, fetch a basin of water for me."
"Ning Ge, clean the duck’s fine feathers again."
"Ning Ge..."
Ning Ge finally ran out of patience; he set down the sieve heavily, glared at the woman who was sitting under the tree resting and fanning herself, and asked with a dark face, "I’m doing all the work, what are you doing?"
It was too much; since returning from the farmers’ market, she had kept bossing him around, while she just sat down and rested after doing a few things.
The day was so hot, he nearly fainted from the heat. What cursed weather.
Cheng Su laughed, "I’m just watching you work." Seeing Ning Ge was about to retort, she continued, coolly playing with her nails, "You forgot, you eat at our house, live at our house, use everything from our house. Right now, I am still your creditor."
Ning Ge clenched his teeth, "It’s not like I can’t repay you."
"I never said you couldn’t repay me, but does it really aggrieve you to do some work for me?" Cheng Su stared with an innocent face. If they were to support a stranger for no reason, wouldn’t that be even more unfair?
Alright then, she was too petty. She should be more generous, regardless of his background, whether he was an official’s child or not, good or bad. As commoners, they should worship him like a Bodhisattva.
Ning Ge choked up.
"You’re ruthless." He bit his teeth and continued to pick out the sand mixed in with the beans.
Seeing this, Qiulan came over to Ning Ge, blushed and said hesitantly, "Um, Big Brother Ning, you sit down, I’ll do it!" She cautiously glanced at Cheng Su as she spoke.
Who knew where Sister Su had found such a young master; he didn’t look like someone who could handle labor. Poor thing.


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