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"Girl, come over here and help me light the fire!"

"Little girl, come and help me pick the vegetables!"

"Little girl …"

Qing Yun was in the middle of painting red in the kitchen as Fu Yao was being ordered around by Aunt Wang. A few days ago, Aunt Wang had called her 'girl' while Fu Yao was hesitating. In any case, that was how she called her, so she didn't care too much about it