"I'm going to the kitchen to cook." After she finished speaking, she lifted her foot and left.

"Young Madam, put on your clothes, the weather is getting colder." After speaking, Uncle Wang quickly put his coat on Xia Ningxin.

"Uncle Wang, I'm not cold. Don't follow Mo Sicheng's example. As the saying goes, it's seven points warm and three points cold, so it's not good to wear too warm." Xia Ningxin said very seriously, then took the coat off her body, He didn't hand it to Uncle Wang, but took it by himself, and walked quickly into the villa.

Uncle Wang shook his head and followed quickly. He has been taking care of Xia Ningxin during this time, and he has figured out Xia Ningxin's temperament to some extent. She is a hard-working, not arrogant girl, and she doesn't like servants too much. Serve, do everything by yourself.

If it wasn't for the confinement period, he thought, Xia Ningxin would have to take care of all the big and small things in this villa.

"Young Madam." Xiaolan, who was cleaning, stepped aside quickly, lowering her head slightly, looking a little tiny.

"Xiaolan, don't be so careful, I'm not expensive, and I don't need to do these tasks all the time, I just take a break once in a while." As soon as Xia Ningxin came in, she saw Xiaolan who was cleaning the hall. She knew that Mo Sicheng had A bit of a clean freak, but it's really inhumane to let the servants get off work as soon as they go to get off work.

Anyway, she couldn't do it.

Xiaolan just responded, turned around and went to another place to do cleaning. Come on, she said it was useless, anyway, it was like this every day.

"By the way, Uncle Wang, Mo Sicheng is allergic to pollen, can you move those chrysanthemums away later?" Xia Ningxin put her coat on the sofa casually, turned and went to the kitchen, then took the apron and put it on her body Put on.

"The young master said that the young lady likes it." Uncle Wang replied with a smile.

"Uh...it's okay, you can ask someone to move it away now, I can appreciate it for one day." Xia Ningxin said with a smile, in fact, these chrysanthemums appeared in the garden this morning, and the ones in the garden usually They are all non-flowering plants. Today, for some reason, the garden is full of blooming chrysanthemums.

No need to think about it, he also knew that these were written by Mo Sicheng. He probably thought he was sad about that incident. In fact, Xia Zhendong's incident has passed away, her father has also been wronged, and her grave has been moved. It's over, it's over, don't be too attached to the past.

She can take it easy, otherwise she wouldn't be able to survive all these years.

"Okay, young lady." Uncle Wang was very pleased.

After Uncle Wang left, she got into the kitchen and started preparing dinner. Of course, cauliflower would never appear again. Even if she liked to eat it, she would buy it when Mo Sicheng was not around.

Halfway through the preparation of the dishes, her mobile phone in the hall rang.

"Young Madam, your phone number." Xiaolan walked into the kitchen with her phone, and stood not far from Xia Ningxin.

"Okay." Xia Ningxin immediately turned off the fire, picked up the phone and connected it.

"Hey, Xiaobai, I'm cooking. I'll call you later, okay?" Xia Ningxin held her phone with her shoulder tilted to one side, holding a spatula in one hand, and the dish that was about to be fried in the other.

"Xia Ningxin, your wings are stiff? You entered the kitchen on the first day of confinement?" On the other end of the phone, Mi Xiaobai was a little bit snarled. He just wanted to call and ask, but he didn't expect that someone would be there kitchen.

"Hey, Xiaobai, I'll just cook a meal. It's been so long and I'm a little embarrassed to live and eat at home all day." Xia Ningxin said the truth, but her hands were not idle.

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