General's little girl

Chapter 17 My Name Is an Ugly Slave
When she went out to collect the bill that day, she met a dutiful son.

He was a scholar who was determined to gain fame. In order to see a doctor for his mother, he sought medical treatment everywhere, endured all kinds of hardships and insults, and still did not give up.She tested him a few times and found that although he was in a hurry to use the money, he still collected the money and returned it to the original owner.When a beautiful woman came to his door, he didn't look sideways, and said with a blushing face, "Shouldn't a man and a woman kiss each other!"

She suddenly felt moved.Said to marry him.

He was overwhelmed by her audacity.However, he is just a poor scholar, if someone does not dislike him and is willing to marry him, it will be like a pie falling from the sky.

She came to their house with a generous dowry, and she only had one request, that is, she could only marry one woman in this life.

At that time, he nodded his head repeatedly, but she later found out that it was this condition that almost killed her.

She knew that although he was poor, he was arrogant, so every time she helped him, she would pretend to mention it unintentionally.

Using the dowry she brought, his business grew bigger and bigger, and soon he was on par with the Shen family in terms of wealth.He also changed from before, wearing brocade clothes, walking with style, and looking rich.

After three years of marriage, her stomach finally felt happy.She was happy to light the lamp at night to mend clothes for the child.

There was a cold wind that night, the candles were blown out several times by the wind, and the sky was always flashed with lightning. While she was sewing the baby's clothes under the candlelight, she was anxiously waiting for her husband who hadn't come home yet. It seemed to be raining, what if he came back late and was drenched in the rain and got a cold?
The candle was getting weaker and weaker, so she got up to add some oil.Just as she sat down again, sewing clothes and looking outside the door frequently to see if there was any tall shadow, a thick big hand covered her nose from behind.

The instinct to survive made her struggle.While struggling, she smelled a familiar smell, turned her head with all her strength, and saw that the man with a stern face who was determined to suffocate her was her husband who had been anxiously waiting for a long time.

Sitting in this room yesterday, she rubbed her stomach and asked with a smile, "Is it a boy or a girl?"

He smiled and answered considerately, "Whether it's a man or a woman, as long as it's born by you, I like it!"

She always thought that she was smart and that the whole world was under her control. When she closed her eyes in dizziness and despair, she realized that people are not worth the money.

The person who used to stare blankly at her face, the person who used to call her a fairy in surprise, the person who swore to be good to her forever... He covered her to death with his own hands, regardless of the three-month-old fetus in her stomach , cruelly dug a hole and buried her in the soil.

However, God's eyes were not closed after all, and it rained heavily that night until the next day.She struggled from the washed away soil, and slowly stretched out a survival hand.

If no one came by and dug her up, she might have died sooner, but she survived.

Maybe it was too shocking and desperate, but my heart was full of hatred and pain, calm and terrifying without any waves.

The mother who died at birth, was despised by others since she was a child, and grew up amidst everyone's ridicule and exclusion, she has long been strong enough to be cold-blooded.Under the gentle and smiling appearance, there is a cold heart hidden.

She once had a small expectation, to marry a man, have a child, and live an ordinary and simple life.

She once summoned up the courage to believe in this world and give herself a chance to be happy, so she chose to get married.

However, God failed to fulfill her expectations.

She is not sad at all, because this is the world she recognizes and affirms in her heart.And in my mind, those gentle and lingering attachments were just a dream.

When we wake up from the dream, we should recognize the reality.She is an ugly girl, Shen Wei, smaller than a grain of sand, except for endless growth like a weed, she does not deserve any sunshine and warmth in this world.

However, seeing the pure eyes in front of her, she still couldn't help but feel soft in her heart.But, what would she say?No one would believe such a ridiculous tragedy.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Murong You guessed that she was thinking of something sad, and then changed the subject and asked, "What's your name? My name is Murong You!" She lay next to her ear again, and whispered, "You don't have to Nervous, I am also a girl, but now I am disguised as a man!"

She lowered her head and smiled and said, "My name is Ugly Slave!" Ugly is to remind myself to be ugly and not to have any delusions.Slave, no matter how smart you are in this life, you still can't win the game that God first set for you.

Murong You was surprised, "Why do you have such an ugly name? Your parents... Well, I don't think you are ugly at all, why don't you choose a nice name!" Seeing her expression, Murong You didn't dare to talk about it. her home.Looking at her miserable appearance, if she really had parents, she wouldn't be in this situation.

Am I really not ugly?Shen Wei sat in front of the stove, looking at the fire in the stove, a little stunned.

Murong You and his group were also embarrassed to live and eat for free in other people's homes in the mountains, so they shouted to do it themselves.While Du Hu was cooking, she felt that novelty was helping her.Ye Qingcheng was afraid that something would happen to her again, so he stood guard at the kitchen door.Luo Heng, Zhou Liang, and the three of them were outside helping the old man chop firewood on a sunny day.

Murong You saw Chou Nu sitting on the bed alone, with the expression of wanting to cry and laughing in silence all the time, afraid that she might be thinking wildly, so he helped her to the kitchen together.He said it was to make her light a fire, but in fact he just wanted her to see him amused with Brother Du and wanted to make her laugh.Murong You hurriedly ran around, chopping vegetables for a while, and lighting the fire for a while.

Whenever she picked up a kitchen knife, Du Hu would shout, "Look at your hands!" After touching firewood, his hands would naturally be dirty.And she cut vegetables without washing her hands...

Murong You rolled his eyes at him bitterly and said: "A big man is still so particular!"

While the two of them were bickering, they suddenly heard a muffled snort and the pungent smell of burning.

Du Hu looked at Murong You in surprise, meat was stewed in the pot, he hadn't started cooking yet, where did the smell come from?
The two turned their heads and saw that Ye Qingcheng had already flew over to kick the torch away from the ugly slave.

The kitchen knife in Murong You's startled hand dropped and hit her foot without knowing it.Ugly Nu actually scalded his face with a firewood stick, half of his face was scorched and lost his original shape.

(End of this chapter)