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Although Bai Rumeng was still dissatisfied, she didn't say anything more, but immediately opened the store and exchanged for a repair pill.

Looking at the low-grade medicine in her hand with a little disgust, she pinched her nose and swallowed it.

Although it is a low-level medicine in the mall, the effect in the mission world is still quite significant.

It melts in your mouth and is sweet but not bitter.

After taking the medicine, the injured area on his face immediately felt clear. Bai Rumeng knew that this was the medicine starting to take effect.

She frowned and glanced around, it was a shitty place.

However, she has a share of the credit for getting this dignified daughter-in-law to be so mixed up. If she had known that she would enter this body later, she wouldn't have been so serious about it in the first place.

This shell was also called Bai Rumeng, so Bai Rumeng was unhappy when he saw her.

Besides, this woman still wants to steal a man from her, can she bear this?He just hinted that he didn't want to see this woman.

As a result, those men all misunderstood, disfigured the woman, and made the minister displeased with his daughter.

Bai Rumeng picked up the mirror and redressed herself in front of the worn dressing mirror.

She didn't feel that she had done anything wrong. She didn't like this woman in the first place, but she expressed it. Those stupid men were the ones who did it. It was none of her business.

Moreover, this woman also overestimated her abilities and insisted on going against her. As a result, she destroyed herself and caused her to enter this mutilated body.

The wooden comb broke before he could comb it twice, and Bai Rumeng directed all his anger on the comb.

She picked it up and threw it against the door.

Even though she made such a big noise, no maid came to check. This shows how little attention this young lady takes.

Bai Rumeng's stomach made a "gurgling" sound in protest. She rubbed her stomach and went out to find food openly.

She completely forgot that she no longer had the halo of the protagonist, and this time she would no longer follow her will, nor would she rationalize her behavior.

Mo You smashed the melon seeds until the tip of his tongue blistered, and then the two of them walked out of the house.

She pointed at the charcoal chicken on the table to Si Mo, "I'm going to starve to death, please quickly put my chicken back into the pot."

Si Mo reached out to her angrily, "Give me the money."

Mo Youyi reached out to Mu Dahu like a gourd and said, "Give me the money."

Mu Dahu took out a few bank notes hidden on his body and handed them to Mo You. Mo You kept half of them and handed them to Si Mo.

"What do you mean by deducting half of the money?" Si Mo looked at the woman and stuffed the half of the money into her clothes openly, not even wanting to avoid him.

Mo You replied confidently, "The middlemen make the difference, and I deserve it!"

"Hmph!" Si Mo picked up the charcoal chicken, snorted heavily at her, turned around and entered the kitchen.

After a while, he shouted angrily, "Dali, pick some green vegetables for me."

Mo You kicked Mu Dahu, who was a little sluggish, "Huzi, pick a few green vegetables."

Mu Dahu blankly pulled out a few from the ground and put them in. When he came out, he realized, "Didn't he call you you? And what is that in your hand?"

Mo You took a sip of milk tea and lamented that the protagonist's aura was so easy to use. Not only did she get twice the result with half the effort, 33 also reduced the restrictions on her cheating.

The only bad thing is that it expires.

She gave Mu Dahu a look of charity and said, "Those who live for free should work more."

Mu Dahu was not happy when he heard this. He took a chair and sat next to Mo You, "Aren't you also a freeloader?"

Mo You swayed her bare feet leisurely, "Yes, we can't have two freeloaders in the family. You have to work harder and do my share."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Mu Dahu wanted to stop her, but he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. After all, it was the first time they met today.

Feeling a little discouraged for a moment, I lowered my head and went to the kitchen to help.

However, within a quarter of an hour after entering, black smoke came out of the kitchen, and he himself was thrown out by Si Mo.

"Pfft." The girl on the tree couldn't help but sneer as she looked at the two men's disgraced faces.

When she smiled, Mu Dahu was stunned, only her smile was in his eyes.

But for a moment, the girl's face turned cold again, and she disappeared after a few steps.

"Sober up."

After being slapped hard on the back of his head, Mu Dahu covered his head and wailed in pain, "Uncle Mo, you don't have to hit me so hard."

Si Mo stood at the door holding a spatula and sneered, "If I don't hit you harder, your soul will run away with them."

"No way." Mu Dahu unfolded the fan on his waist and slapped his steaming face, "My fair lady, what a gentleman."

How could Si Mo not know what he was thinking, so he immediately poured a basin of cold water on her, "She is not a delicate flower, be careful not to leave even the bones left after being eaten."

"Hey, I know." Although Mu Dahu said this, his eyes still followed the place where the girl left.

Si Mo really wanted to hit his head with a spatula to see if it was empty.

This woman seemed to him to be powerful, extremely cruel to him, and a woman who would not give up until she achieved her goal.If Mu Dahu ruined her business, she might be like those people before, and she might feed it to the wild beasts in the forest.

"Uncle!" Mu Dahu suddenly turned his head, "Confused!"

Si Mo slapped his head and hurried back to the kitchen to take out the firewood from the earthen stove.

Seeing his actions, Mu Dahu took a few steps back guiltily and left quietly. After a while, Si Mo's roar came over.

"Little brat! How much firewood did you stuff into my stove???"

While eating, Mo You looked at the blackened rice dumplings, raised his head and asked Si Mo, "What's going on with this meal? Do you want to make a combo meal with my charcoal chicken?"

"Eat your food and shut up." Si Mo picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth with a calm expression.

"Mu Dahu will come down the mountain with us later." He had no intention of asking, and there was no chance for him to refute.

"What are we?" Moyou caught the blind spot, "Why are you dragging me along!"

Si Mo ate the last grain of rice in the bowl and wiped his mouth, "I'll take you with me. I'll let you fill it when the money is not enough."

Mo You sneered, "What a good calculation."

After eating, Si Mo sat aside, waiting to clear the table later, "Do you want to wash the dishes?"

After grabbing the rice for a moment, Moyou reluctantly agreed.

You must know that she has been out doing tooth sacrificial rituals all day long just to escape from washing dishes, and now she just thinks of spending money to ward off disasters.

"If she doesn't wash the dishes, then who will?" Mu Dahu was still eating his meal stupidly, thinking that Uncle Mo was really good at his craftsmanship.

But when both of their eyes turned to him, the chopsticks in their hands fell down.

No, do you want me to wash it?

After dinner, as expected, Si Mo pulled him to the kitchen.

When the sound of crackling plates was heard, Moyou counted them carefully with his fingers.

After the situation in the kitchen calmed down, Moyou put down his fingers, feeling okay, and left a bowl for the next meal.