Tsundere general's peasant wife

Chapter 317 Who is the familiar woman in February?
I've been here for a whole day in February. After being busy at noon, I have been washing and washing rice in the afternoon, and I have to make a big scoop for them in the evening.

Looking at the endless queue, Er Yue rubbed her sore arms, took the scoop of rice in the other hand, and when she saw the other party stretched out the bowl, she mechanically scooped a scoop and put it in the bowl.

At this time, a bowl was stretched out in front of her. Er Yue was about to put the porridge in the bowl for her, but the other party suddenly took the bowl away. Er Yue was unprepared for a moment, and the white porridge spilled out of the cauldron.

Er Yue looked at those porridges but didn't react, that person seemed to know to attract people's attention, hurriedly ran from Er Yue's team to the next team and lined up again, but it attracted the attention of that team again Dissatisfied, yelling and shoving how to jump in line and so on.

Er Yue also looked at that person with dissatisfaction, and complained in her heart: "I'm still wearing a hat on a hot day, so I don't know what's going on, I don't know how to apologize if I spill the porridge."
Just when Er Yue was muttering in her heart, the person was pushed and fell down by the people at the back of the line, and the hat was lifted to reveal most of her face. After hearing a yo, everyone looked at her. It turned out to be a woman!

Er Yue's voice sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, and hurriedly looked at Liba from behind the crowd, wanting to see if it was someone he knew, but unfortunately that person had already stood up and straightened his hat, Er Yue frowned Where did I hear it?So familiar!

There was doubt in her heart, so Er Yue always looked sideways at her when the man served the porridge. The man seemed to know that he was being stared at, and stretched out his hand to grab the hat, covering his face more tightly.

A big bowl of porridge didn't wait for the master who served the porridge to scoop up the second scoop, and the man hurried away with half a bowl of porridge. Er Yue really stopped talking to her now, and it didn't look like she was sneaking around. Good guy, I don't want people to know, I'm not rare
The woman walked with half a bowl of porridge and looked back from time to time. She took off the hat on her head when she saw that there was really no one around. There was already a thick layer of sweat on her forehead.

While using the hat as a fan to catch the cold, while looking down at the half bowl of porridge in the bowl, the facial features on the woman's face were deeply wrinkled.

Seeing that the sun could not be delayed any longer, the woman Minmin walked towards a dilapidated house with a bowl and hat in her lips.

The dilapidated house has only two rooms, one is the living room and the other is the bedroom. At this time, a man is lying on the kang in the house, boredly waiting for the woman to bring food back.

'squeak'

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the man got up from the kang and walked out as if he had received some signal. He happened to meet the woman in the living room.

When the man saw the woman seeing him shrinking, he smiled very kindly and said:
"Why are you so afraid of me, are you afraid of me?"

The woman trembled visibly, resisting the urge to cry, and smiled stiffly:

"No.. how could it be?"

The man seemed very satisfied with the woman's state, and smiled and took the bowl in his hand. When he saw that there was only half a bowl of rice, he slapped the woman's face without saying a word.

Seeing that the woman finally couldn't help sobbing, the man smiled and asked:

"Why is there only half a bowl of rice? Are you hungry? You can't help it before the man eats?"

The woman stretched out her hand to cover her swollen face, and the raised arm and sleeves slipped and showed bruises and purple marks. It looked like she was seriously injured. The woman explained with trembling lips:
"No, it's not. There are too many people making porridge today, and there is not enough porridge to cook, so each person will share half a bowl. Tomorrow...tomorrow will be a bowl!"

After hearing this, the man put down his hand that was about to slap the other party's mouth, smiled and pointed to a cornmeal cornbread on the table and said:
"Okay! It's over if you make it clear earlier! Go eat and save the cornbread for you!"

After speaking, he took the bowl and went into the house to drink porridge, leaving only the woman in a mess eating dry corn bread outside.

The woman stretched out her hands and grabbed the cornbread while gnawing and crying silently, thinking how she got to this point, looking at the bruises on her two arms, feeling the burning pain on her face, the woman bit her mouth viciously Wotou thought to himself: Either you die or I die.
Because the man has nothing to do all day, he will fall down on the kang to sleep after eating. Obviously, the woman also knows his habit.

After secretly opening the broken door curtain and entering the room, seeing that the man was really fast asleep, the woman quietly went under the outer cabinet to feel for a blunt knife she had prepared earlier.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the knife is blunt. It is so rusty that you can’t even see any good parts, and the handle of the knife is already halfway left. If it weren’t for this, the owner of the knife would not be willing to throw it away. assets.

The woman stretched out her finger to touch the edge of the knife, and seeing that it was still a little sharp, she cheered herself up and said: "If you don't succeed, you will succeed."
He stood up with the knife and turned around.
"what!."

"What do you want to use the knife for? Well?" the man asked with a smile.

The woman didn't expect him to be behind her, she screamed in fright, then trembling, she couldn't hold the heavy handle anymore, and fell to the ground with a bang, shaking her whole body, thinking that she was going to die this time...
The man looked at the way the woman didn't dare to look at him, and then at the knife that fell not far away. He smiled sinisterly, and said shudderingly:
"My dear... are you trying to kill me?"

The woman's big teardrops rolled down from her eyes, and the word 'no' couldn't come out of her throat no matter what.

The smile on the man's face became more and more gloomy, and he grabbed the woman's hair and dragged her into the inner room. The woman screamed and struggled desperately due to the pain in her scalp, as if she would die if she entered the inner room.

But the man saw the more the woman struggled, the happier he looked on his face, and he pulled her in with a ruthless tug.

After finishing the finishing work of the porridge shed, Er Yue sat on a wooden pier in the shed and waited for March to pick her up.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Er Yue thought that Xiao San would not forget her here!

Just complaining about Sanyue's unreliability, Sanyue happened to come driving a carriage, and Eryue was about to talk about her, the villain who smiled as soon as she got off the carriage with a wink in Sanyue.

"Second Sister! You've worked hard today! Hey, let's go, I'll pick you up!"

Seeing her like this, Er Yue also laughed, jumped into the carriage and sat down firmly before saying:
"I thought you forgot me!"

San Yue stuck out her tongue secretly by the car shaft, she really forgot that she knew that this topic could not continue or she would be scolded, so she interrupted and asked:

"How about today? If you don't let you come, you must be tired?"

When Er Yue moved both arms, it was indeed like a fake arm. It was sore and painful. Could it be painless to keep porridge and rice washing all day long?

(End of this chapter)