Chapter 65

This was a motherless child. No matter how much she spoiled her, it was not enough. As long as she was alive, she would take good care of this clingy little girl.

At this moment, the phone rang.

Nanny Zhang removed her hand from Yisha's face and picked up the phone.

"Hello, this is Lilac Garden. May I know who you are looking for?" Nanny Zhang asked.

No one knew what the person on the phone said, but Nanny Zhang's face suddenly changed. Her face turned pale, and the hand holding the phone trembled violently.

"Nanny Zhang, what's wrong?"

Yisha blinked her eyes.

"Miss, Nanny Zhang may have to go home in the afternoon."

Nanny Zhang stood up and answered while taking off her apron.

"Nanny Zhang, I just hate her." Yisha pulled Nanny Zhang's arm and shook it.

"You are just a child." Nanny Zhang touched Yisha's little face, her eyes full of heartache.

"Can you cook?

You won't poison it, right? "Yisha pouted and said indignantly.

She did not believe that this woman would have such good intentions.

Nanny Zhang's face turned pale when she heard this. She quickly put down her work and explained for Yisha, "Ninth Madam, don't lower yourself to Yisha's level. She is still a child."

"You can teach her these chores. I will go to the kitchen to see if there are any ingredients. If there is not enough, I will go out to buy some." Ninth Madam stood up and walked out, swaying her waist.

"Nanny Zhang, I hate Seventh Brother. Why did you call this woman here?" Yisha threw down the needle and thread in her hand and complained about Seventh Brother.

Nanny Zhang took off her reading glasses. "Child, watch your words in the future."

Looking at Hu Yifei's heroic figure, Ninth Madam sneered. She would not let go of this good opportunity tonight.

As soon as Ninth Madam left, Yisha fled back to the villa. She did not want to learn needlework from this woman. She would rather learn from Nanny Zhang than this woman.

Nanny Zhang was a master of sewing. She also said that girls only needed to learn simple sewing. Moreover, she was a rich young miss. There was no need for her to learn these things.

"Nanny Zhang, look at you. What are you talking about? I will not lower myself to her level." Ninth Madam said with a smile.

Yisha looked at this smiling face with a knife hidden in it and thought that this woman might be scheming something.

"Ninth Madam, this, this won't do." Nanny Zhang waved her hands repeatedly.

"What's wrong with that?

As a concubine, I feel very guilty for not being able to take care of these two children all year round. Today, let me personally cook to reward these two children. "

Seventh Brother, why do you always force people to do things against their will?

"You also need to recite the Daughter's Scripture. Seventh Brother will check it at ten o 'clock.

After saying that, Hu Yifei turned around and left.

"That works too!

"Auntie Zhang also doesn't want Miss to suffer.

After being in the Hu family for so many years, she knew very well what kind of person Ninth Concubine was.

"Then shall I prepare today's meal?" Ninth Madame was not in the mood to teach Yisha. Seeing that she was learning from Zhang Ma, it was just as well.

"Zhang Ma, you teach Yisha some simple sewing. When she learns how to thread a needle, I'll teach her some embroidery.

Ninth Concubine sat down in front of them.

Yisha rolled her eyes at Ninth Concubine. Why did she have to learn everything from Ninth Concubine?

This woman's thoughts were not right. What was there to learn?

No matter how delicious the dishes she cooked were, what was the use of her vicious thoughts?

"Why don't Yisha recite the Daughter's Scripture at night?" Yisha looked mischievous.

She liked to watch Nanny Zhang and Seventh Brother cook, but she did not like to watch only Ninth Concubine cook. Moreover, she was not cut out for cooking.

She wanted to chat with more like-minded people about "Seventh Master Dotes on His Wife in Different Ways: Hubby, It Hurts".

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