Then she heard a clang, and several bowls in her hands fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
When Qin Chun heard the voice, he walked out with a sullen face.
"Do you know how to do anything? Do you know how expensive this bowl is? You can't even afford a bowl if I sell it."
Yun Xi's hands were still in the air, and the ground was full of broken bowls. Before she could react, she felt pain again. When she turned around, Qin Chun was holding a wooden stick and beating her continuously, "I asked you to give it to me."
Throwing bowls, clumsy hands, how do you do things? Do you still think this is your Cang country? I will teach you a lesson today and tell you how to act like a person. If you don't fight for a day, you will lose face to me.
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The wooden stick hit Yun Xi's body again and again, making only a crackling sound. Qin Chun's force was so strong that he wanted to beat the person he hit until his skin and flesh were broken.
"Ten times on a bowl, you'd better not throw it at me. If you break one, add ten more times." Qin Chun's broken voice kept shouting, and Yin Xi bit the back of her hand and kept choking, she
She was afraid of pain, she was very afraid of pain, but now she was motionless and allowed to be beaten by others. The wooden stick seemed to break her bones, one after another.
Her whole body ached, and it hurt so much that she wanted to cry and shout, but in the end, she endured it.
Three bowls, thirty blows, even Qin Chun was tired in the end. She gasped and gave Yin Xi a strong push. This time it is an advantage for you. I picked up the debris on the ground. Today
There is no food to eat.
Yong Xi was pushed to the ground,
Hiss, she snorted and raised her hand. The fragments of the bowl dug into her hand, and her flesh and blood suddenly became bloody.
She raised her hand, one hand was bleeding continuously, but the others seemed to be used to this kind of thing, they all stared blankly at her being beaten, and then they did whatever they should do, and she sat up.
, washed his hands in cold water, only to find that there was a long cut there, and whenever he saw water, he felt excruciating pain.
"What are you waiting for? Go wash the dishes quickly. Do you want to make the masters of each house hungry?" He kicked her again.
Yong Xi bit her lip, endured the pain in her hands, and soaked her hands in the cold water again. Sometimes she could still see the blood seeping out of the water. She lowered her eyelashes, wiped her tears with her sleeves, and continued to wash them.
Stacked bowls.
Who doesn’t know pain? Who doesn’t know pain?
They didn't understand her pain, but she knew how painful it was to endure it. This was heartbreaking and distressing.
Concubine, look at Yin Xi smiling, it doesn’t hurt, it really doesn’t hurt, she doesn’t dare to cry anymore, for fear that she will burst into tears if she really cries. If Concubine knew that she was suffering and that she was in pain, she would definitely
She can cry. She doesn't want her mother-in-law to cry when she's alive and have to cry for her when she dies.
She endured it all the time, and one or two plates passed through her hands. From being full of greasiness to the plate, it became as clean as new in the end.
The plates are piled higher and higher, and time passes by minute by second.
She was washing when they were eating, she was washing when they were busy, and she was still washing even when they were resting. She was washing all the dishes in the house, and when she finally finished washing them, she was washing them.
When there were piles of plates and bowls, she was alone in the kitchen again.
She put her fingers in her mouth to keep them warm.
She walked to the wooden barrel containing the rice, then opened the barrel, but found a large piece of rice inside the barrel, and the tears she had been holding back fell instantly.
She thought that there were still many good people in this world, and someone must have taken pity on her and left some for her. She carefully picked up the rice, but when her hand shook, the rice fell to the ground. She stayed there for a long time.
Then he held back his tears and squatted down,
Little by little, I picked up the rice on the ground and ate it in small bites.
It's okay if she's dirty, as long as she can eat enough. No matter how hard it is, she still has to live. No matter how painful she is, she has to endure it. It seems like she has passed another day. I believe she will pass tomorrow.
One day, she will get used to this kind of life, just like she will get used to the days without security.
She ate the rice in her hands one by one. In fact, it wasn't much, just as big as a fist. She swallowed it hard, and then picked up all the rice grains in the bucket and stuffed them one by one.
in his own mouth.
After eating, she stood up and looked for a place where she could rest.
She finally found some open space in the woodshed behind the kitchen, and there was some hay, which could be used for heating.
She doesn't care about anything anymore, as long as she has a place to stay.
She lay down, seeing darkness in front of her eyes, and her fingers were still hurting. She put her hands on her chest, and finally felt some warmth.
When there was a sound outside, she opened her eyes. It was almost dawn outside, and people in the kitchen were already busy.
When Qin Chun saw her, he looked at her from head to toe.
"Go out and clean the yard. Do you want to eat for free?"
She glanced at the cook who was sharing the food with the servants, then took the broom and walked out.
There were not many fallen leaves in the yard, but it would take a lot of time to sweep them down. Spring is coming, and it will not be cold soon. She breathed some heat into her hands. At least she didn't care where she slept.
, you don’t have to suffer from the cold anymore.
Feeling the warm sunshine shining on her body, a faint smile finally appeared on her face.
She believed that everything would pass.
After cleaning the yard, she returned to the kitchen. Unsurprisingly, a lot of dishes were piled up again. Before she could take a rest, Qin Chun was already there shouting, and he quickly went to wash the dishes and stood there.
What are you doing, waiting for dinner?
Yong Xi lowered his head, with some extreme tolerance flashing in his eyes, and then he squatted down and started washing the mountains of bowls.
She was hungry and washed all afternoon. It was not until night, when they left, that she got some food. She didn't know whether the kind person left it for her, maybe a piece of rice, maybe a half steamed bun.
This day it was a steamed bun. She took it out. The steamed bun was still hot, fragrant and soft. She was very grateful, and even reluctant to eat it. She was afraid that after eating this meal, she would not have another meal.
But she was hungry, she was really, really hungry.
"Okay, if you dare to steal the steamed buns here and eat them, I'll tell you why there's one missing in these steamed buns. It turns out you stole them." A familiar harsh voice rang in her ears, and she clenched the buns in her hands.
Steamed buns, waiting for the pain to come from my body.
Soon, Qin Chun used a wooden stick to hit her on the body, one after another, but she remained silent, like a mute. The pain brought not only pain, but also numbness.