I'm in a maid of honor

Chapter 2
But Wuchen didn't wait for the beating he expected, but saw the wife-owner sweeping up the mess on the floor with a broom.

I can't react at once, even if the sun comes out from the west, the wife-lord can't take the broom, unless it is to beat him.

Not to mention cleaning, even the wife of a good family would not do this kind of thing, and it would be embarrassing to be seen by outsiders.

Wuchen stayed on the side, not knowing what to do, and what the wife-lord was planning in her mind.

Mu Sheng didn't know what was going on in Wuchen's mind, she just wanted to make the floor clean and look comfortable.

When sweeping to Wuchen's side, Mu Sheng looked at the man in front of him without any intention of giving way, "Let's go, squat to the cleaned corner over there."

Hearing Mu Sheng's words, Wuchen hurriedly crawled to another corner, curled up there in the same posture, and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mu Sheng looked at the cowardly man in front of him, and couldn't help feeling amused.Is she that scary?

But looking back at what the original owner did, it makes sense.

After all, he beat and scolded every day, so it was only natural for that man to be afraid of himself.

After cleaning the room, I felt a sense of hunger in my stomach and let out a gurgling sound.

The man on the ground heard the sound of his wife's hunger, and immediately rolled and crawled out.

"My wife, I will cook right away."

Mu Sheng thought that the man squatting in the corner had turned into a fool, but unexpectedly he was quite clever.

Standing there with a broom, he looked at the room.

There was nothing but a bed, a table with a crippled leg, a tree stump, and a cupboard with half a door left.

Inside the cabinet, except for a few pieces of clothes that were mended and washed so that the color could not be seen, it was empty.

There are countless cracks in the walls inside the house, and there are several holes in the roof.

This is where people live. Fortunately, it is autumn and it is not yet winter.The air is slightly cooler and still passable.

If it's winter, it's no wonder this house doesn't freeze people to death.

But as long as it comes, let it be, and you have to accept the reality.

The top priority is to make money to at least repair the house before winter comes, and then buy a quilt and some winter clothes to come back.

It's not far from winter, which is a matter of a month, what should I do.What a headache.

Thinking about his future livelihood, Wu Chen came in with a bowl.

There were two incomplete sweet potatoes lying in the bowl, and the places that were dug out should be rotten.When I looked at this room, I guessed that there was nothing delicious.

It's good to have something to eat, so let's make do with it.

After Wu Chen brought in the sweet potatoes and put them on the table, he walked out tremblingly and brought in a bowl of tea in a cup made of bamboo tube.

After putting away the tea, set up the stumps so that the wife could sit down, kneel at Mu Sheng's feet and "ask the wife to eat" in a low voice like a hallucination.

Mu Sheng is no longer the original Mu Sheng, how can a modern person bear this.

Crouching down, trying to help the man kneeling on the ground with his head bowed in front of him, just as his fingertips touched Wu Chen's shoulder, the man's body tensed uncontrollably, trembling uncontrollably.

Finally, Wuchen couldn't hold back any longer. He lay on the ground and kowtowed his head vigorously, sobbing and begging, "I beg my wife, don't sell me. You can scold me or beat me to death. Keep me. I can wash and cook for my wife, and I can find ways to make money.”

Looking at the humble man in front of him, Mu Sheng was full of pity.

She definitely couldn't tell the man in front of her that she was no longer his wife.

I had to make up a lie, "Wuchen, I won't beat you anymore, just now you sent me to the king of Hades, who said that I have committed a heinous crime, and I will go to the eighteenth level of hell without being reincarnated, but my life has not yet come. You can only let me go back. Warn me that if I do bad things again, I will be dragged into the frying pan."

After finishing speaking, Wu Chen was pulled up forcefully.

Wu Chen couldn't believe what his wife said.He couldn't understand what kind of person his wife was like, so how could he change it suddenly.

But thinking about it, after he committed such a serious crime, the wife-owner didn't beat him to death, or even beat him or scold him.He had no choice but to believe the facts before his eyes.

If this is really the case, then it's really great, and I won't be abused in the future.There was a glimmer of light in Wuchen's eyes again, even if it was a little less beating, it would be good.

But after thinking about it, it is also possible that the wife-lord was teasing him, and immediately changed his face after the meeting, ushering in a more serious punishment.

Wu Chen's reaction was not what Mu Sheng expected.

Although he said he stood up, he didn't kowtow on the ground to die, but he looked down at the ground desperately and came to the table, "wife master, please eat."

She was also very helpless, it was really difficult for the man in front of her to believe her all of a sudden under the previous owner's behavior of being struck by lightning.

I had no choice but to sit on the tree stump and pick up the sweet potatoes in the bowl.

Seeing that the wife had started to eat, Wu Chen also retreated slowly, went to the stove under the small shed outside, squatted in the corner with the bowl in his hand, and started to eat voraciously.

Mu Sheng looked at the man who was huddled in the small shed with something delicious to eat and couldn't help but become curious.

Are rotten sweet potatoes so delicious?Can it be eaten like this?Still eating something else.

Couldn't help getting up and walking towards Wuchen, seeing the wife-master approaching, Wuchen hurriedly protected the bowl, leaned sideways and lowered his head, not daring to move, lest he would offend the wife-master, crushing his bowl and grabbing his The hair forced him to lick the ground and eat.

Seeing Wuchen protecting the food in his arms like this, Mu Sheng became even more curious.

He also squatted down and looked at the man in front of him, trying to make his tone gentle, "What are you eating, show me."

The wife-lord has asked this question, and she must not be able to resist, and slowly brought out the bowl hidden in her arms.Fortunately, I had already eaten a few mouthfuls just now, and barely filled my stomach.

The man in front of him slowly took out the bowl, Mu Sheng looked at the food in the bowl, even though he was so hungry that his chest pressed against his back, there was still a stream of sour water coming up.

Even the pigs raised at home used to eat better than this.

The food in Wuchen's rotten bowl with a few holes was the rotten part dug out from the steamed sweet potato I ate, and it was mixed with bran and some boiled wild vegetables.

Seeing that he was disgusted, he snatched the bowl from Wuchen's hand and poured the food into the fire pit.

Wuchen trembled in fright, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

Mu Sheng really wanted to give the man in front of her a brainstorm, but she had to hold back, she knew she couldn't do this, otherwise the man in front of her would really be scared to death.

Wuchen originally thought that the wife-lord really wanted to repent and stop abusing him, but when Mu Sheng took his bowl and emptied his food, his hope, like a poor spark, was completely shattered.

The spark of hope in the eyes dimmed and became empty, waiting for the next abuse by the wife-lord.

(End of this chapter)