Bei Yutang looked at his almost paralyzed appearance from fear and felt that the original owner Mu Zhitao was really hateful. This is her son, not her enemy. How could there be such a vicious mother in the world?
[This system will let you see more people who are a hundred times more vicious than this.]
Bei Yutang was startled by the sudden voice in her mind.
It turned out that the system hasn’t gone away yet.
[Once the system is bound, it will stay with the host until the host dies.]
This is called the ghost of the system, is it able to read minds? Really know her thoughts?
[This system is not called a ghost.]
The mechanical and emotionless voice replied coldly.
Bei Yutang already understood that this system could spy on her mind, so she kept silent.
The little bun did not see his mother get angry for a long time, let alone wait for the stick. He raised his head timidly and took a sneak peek at Bei Yutang. He saw Bei Yutang pick up the broom beside him and swept the broken dishes aside.
The little bun was so surprised that he stood there in a daze, watching Bei Yutang clean up the things in the kitchen. As a daughter of the Hou1Hou: Marquis family who stretches out her hand for clothes and opens her mouth for food, she has never done this kind of work. But at this moment, she has no right to be willful, no right to choose.
After roughly cleaning up the kitchen, the kitchen looks a little better. But just doing a few things, this body is out of breath.
Bei Yutang opened the bag and looked at the flour inside, then stopped.
She had never cooked before and had no idea how to do it. Bei Yutang looked at the little bun with some embarrassment, but the little bun stood there in shock.
“Zimo, you come to cook.”
Hearing Bei Yutang calling him, the little bun did not dare to hesitate. If Mother doesn’t beat him now, he might be beaten later. Now as long as he is obedient, Mother may forget what happened just now and stop beating him.
“What does Mother want to eat?” The little bun asked cautiously.
“Whatever you want.” Under this condition, it doesn’t matter what you eat.
The little bun skillfully scooped up a ladle of water, poured a little water into it, and started kneading the dough. After the noodles are ready, he puts them aside to ferment and then starts the fire.
Bei Yutang stood aside and watched. She watched the small and thin body skillfully doing things that he shouldn’t be doing.
The pan was hot and the little bun made the dough into a big cake and stuck it on the pan. It was a thin piece and it was cooked quickly. A scent of flour wafted out of the pan.
With that little flour, six pancakes were made in the little bun’s hands.
Just such plain bread, tasteless at all. If she were her former self, she would not look the same. But now she eats it in her mouth, but she feels unusually sweet.
The little bun looked at the white and fragrant bread, his eyes were full of longing, but he knew that his mother would not give it to him. The little bun squatted silently in the corner and lowered his eyelids, trying to reduce his sense of existence.
Bei Yutang saw that the little bun had been huddled in the corner and frowned slightly, “Mo’er, come over and eat some pancakes.”
“Mother, I am not hungry.” The little bun did not dare to reach out and pick it up.
He was afraid, afraid that what would fall on his hand in the next moment would not be bread but a slap.
The little guy was tortured into such a state by Mu Zhitao, such a person is really not worthy of being a mother. Bei Yutang stepped forward and put the bread into the little guy’s hands. But when he saw the wood ash on the little guy’s hands, she did not put the dough down.
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