I have a paranoid crown prince

Chapter 234 Start Growing Vegetables (1)

Ye Sibai wanted to resist with tears in his eyes, but he couldn't beat the female devil; if he wanted to escape, there were wolves, tigers and leopards in the forest.

No matter how awesome Chopin is, he can't play his sadness.

There is no way to go to heaven and no way to go down to earth, so Ye Sibai had no choice but to start his extraordinary growth path humbly.

Cooking for the first time in my life, I almost set the kitchen on fire, and was thrown in the yard by the female devil and forced to stand for three hours;
It was the first time in his life to wash clothes, the bucket was almost taller than him, and he almost drowned himself;

It was the first time in my life to chop firewood, and when I chopped firewood one day, my two little hands were covered with bloodstains.
Every morning, she had to wake up the devil head on time.

Fu Qi slept in the east room. Ye Sibai struggled to open the wooden door, ran to the bed, and pushed the person on the bed with his little paws: "Wake up, do you want to eat breakfast? Do you want me to eat?" Take it and pour it~"

"Understood." Fu Qi yawned lazily and stretched himself.

She was wearing black silk pajamas, showing her fair and delicate neck as she yawned.

Ye Sibai tilted his head and stared at Fu Qiwei's undulating chest for a while, but he didn't know what he thought of, his small eyes were full of curiosity.

Breakfast is porridge.

Ye Sibai was a five-year-old boy who was no taller than a stove, and he managed to cook a pot of porridge according to memory, and it tasted pretty good, at least better than the fishy-smelling red bean porridge that Fu Qi gave him.

Fu Qi was very satisfied, he took out two books from the cabinet and threw them to Ye Sibai: "Can you read?"

"Yes, I can recognize everything in the dictionary when I was four years old, and I can speak a little English."

"Very good, study the content of these two books carefully."

Ye Sibai frowned, and opened these two colorful books, one was called "300 Foods for Raising Children at Home", and the other was called "Guide to Growing Vegetables at Home".

Ye Sibai's chubby face was dark, staring at Fu Qi without saying a word.

Fu Qi drank the last mouthful of porridge, and then lovingly touched the head of the little highness, "You have the talent to be a housewife, and I will give you a bag of vegetable seeds later. Plant vegetables well, cook well, and you will definitely be able to eat well in the future." Marry a good wife."

Ye Sibai blinked his eyes, blinked his slender eyelashes, and protested aggrievedly: "I am the prince of Kuran Kingdom, how can a prince learn how to grow vegetables?"

Fu Qi smiled and slapped her thigh, admiring: "That's just right, unprecedented No.1, congratulations!"

"You, you, you are too much!"

"If you can beat me, you are qualified to resist. Now you should cook and grow vegetables obediently."

Ye Sibai finished his breakfast with a mournful face, and just after washing the bowls in a daze, before he had time to take a break, Fu Qi picked him up by the collar and filled him with a bowl of red bean porridge that he didn't know where he came from.

The red bean porridge was fishy and unpalatable, Ye Sibai struggled to drink it down, his little face turned red from holding back, and he almost vomited it out.

"The rice you cook is terrible! I don't want to eat it!" Ye Sibai was held in Fu Qi's hands, and his little hands and feet kicked her hard. This bad woman is so annoying!

Fu Qi sneered, put the little boy back on the ground, and ordered loudly: "From now on, one bowl a day, you must drink it. I will give you an hour to rest, and when you have enough rest, go to the backyard to grow vegetables."

Ye Sibai glared fiercely at this beautiful woman, and suddenly leaned over, grabbed the finger of Fu Qi's left hand and bit it down fiercely.

A five-year-old baby with sharp teeth, Ye Sibai was like an angry puppy, but before he could bite down, his chin was gripped by his slender white fingers.

In the next second, the person was lifted up and suspended in the air, thrown out of the wooden house, and his butt fell into the wet soil with a slap.

　...I will update it tomorrow, and today is another day without saving manuscripts...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)