Daily life of a slave

Wenhu was a little fat when he was a child, as if he had been beaten and swollen, and the first thing he did when he came back to Wei's house was to eat, as if he was dying.

At that time, Wei Cheng liked to poke his face with his fingers, it was soft and easy to poke.

"How about being my daughter-in-law when the mustache grows up? I'll give you my cook as a bride price."

Wenhu ignored him, Wei Cheng stretched out his short fingers and continued to poke his face, Wenhu still gobbled his food, poking whoever liked.

"You don't object to me as you agree!"

Wei Cheng was very happy, and he grabbed the meat on Wen Hu's face with every inch. He had a lot of meat, and he shook it again and again, shaking it into waves.

It's fun!

His mouth was too wide to hold the food, and he missed half of his mouthful. Wen Hu was furious, and slapped Wei Cheng under the table.

"I'm not going to choose you. If I were to choose, I would choose Ah Ling."

"What?"

"Because Ah Ling knows that I can't prevent me from eating."

**

The wound on Wenhu's head wasn't healed completely, and now it's split open again, and he was kicked on the stomach and back a few times. He rolled on the ground with his body arched, like a shrimp, which made Wenshu look down on him even more.

"I know you have always been spineless, but I never thought that you don't even have bones."

"Father loved you the most during his lifetime, is this how you repay him?"

Wen Shu was puzzled, and kicked him hard in the stomach again, and Wen Hu twisted into an extremely ugly posture. Although he avoided most of the force, this ugly appearance could also relieve Wen Shu a little.

Among the brothers, only this one is always on top, no one dares to provoke him, everyone knows that he is the most popular with the father.Although he was not crowned prince, everyone knew that the throne must belong to him.

Now this man has become a dog for him to vent his anger.

"Hahaha, Wei Cheng is not a thing, but he has done one thing right. People who eat inside and outside are not worthy of being served by a good life. You, a rebellious son who betrays his father for glory, deserves to be a dog slave for the rest of his life!"

The bad breath that had been stagnant in his chest for the past few days was exhaled, Wen Shu's whole body became alive, he no longer yelled at others, he knew it was useless, and he could only obey if he wanted revenge. No matter what, one day he will make Wei Cheng and that jackal in the palace pay for what he did.

It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, he will bear it, and if he can't bear it anymore, he will vent his anger on Wenhu, he deserves it.

**

After hearing the servant's report, Wei Cheng's frowning finally relaxed a little. Wen Shu had been on a hunger strike for several days, and today he finally started eating.Enjoying delicious food in front of the person who loves food like his life, I believe he will eat very happily.

The fact is not much different from what Wei Cheng thought, Wenshu really enjoyed eating every day, he likes to lock Wenhu on the table leg, and then eat food that smells delicious and tempting, even if he is not very Love these fatty things.

He ate and drank enough, Wenhu was still hungry, as long as he knew this was enough.

Wen Hu leaned against the foot of the table and rubbed his belly. It looked pitiful to outsiders, but his eyes and movements were indeed pitiful. However, his inner thoughts were just the opposite—the standard of living has improved qualitatively. promote.

When he first came to the General's Mansion, he had to chop firewood, carry water, and clean up every day. He was exhausted and could only end up with a meal of rotten steamed buns.Now there are leftovers to eat, no need to do tiring work, just need to be beaten.

This is his professional counterpart!

Wenhu has a good understanding of how to be beaten correctly.Not only can the hands-on person obtain the greatest spiritual comfort with the least effort, but at the same time limit the losses he suffers to the smallest extent. A set of practical experience is safer than doing rough work that has the risk of being smashed into a disability. too much.

Wen Shu got fatter day by day, this was what Wei Cheng expected, and he liked it, but what was surprising was that Wen Hu also got fatter.

Wei Cheng checked the rather spectacular bruise on his face, nodded in satisfaction, and didn't care about such a small change in body shape.

"You only have this face left to look at. It's a pity that it's so colorful now."

Wei Cheng pinched Wen Hu's chin and turned over to appreciate Wen Shu's achievements in the past few days. The iron chain on the dog ring rattled, which made people feel happy physically and mentally.The dog ring is made of iron, and so are the shackles. After wearing it for a long time, it will inevitably scratch the skin.

"No promise."

Wei Cheng scolded Wenhu for this sentence before, because he was a soft bone since he was a child, only when he said this sentence at that time, he was smiling, and he was also smiling in his heart, now he is still smiling, but the inside is already cold.

"What is Wenshu doing these days?"

Wei Cheng thought of some bad things, and the rusty taste in his throat swelled, and he always wanted to pinch the person in front of him to vent his anger, but he was afraid that he would not play again this time, so he found another topic to divert attention force.

"Eat, sleep, read."

This is the truth, Wenshu has been a book bag since he was a child, and he can just throw a book anywhere for a day, which is very easy to pass, but now there are more musculoskeletal activities besides reading, Wenhu is not stupid , Naturally, I will not rush to remind you.

Wei Cheng glanced at the bookshelf that he ordered someone to tidy up temporarily. Sure enough, the order of many books has been changed. There is still a book spread out on the desk, and you can flip through it casually. You can see the neat notes every few pages. .

Sure enough, a nerd.

Although it's a bit pedantic, but only such a person can keep an upright heart in that place where people can't spit out their bones.In the past, he looked down on Wenshu, but in the future, he will never look down on Wenshu.

Wei Cheng spread out the messed-up book and put it back neatly, but he forgot which page he just opened, and looked at it over and over again, but was afraid that Wen Shu would be angry when he came back, so he turned to Wen Shu in a hurry. Dendrobium is a foot.

"Hurry up and tidy up the books! Tell Wenshu to come back and find that you messed up his things, and don't want to have a good life in the future!"

Wenhu rubbed the place where he was kicked, ouch, ouch, it hurts, and he still has to flip through the book while screaming, without any temper.

A punch on the rotten cotton was boring.

Wei Cheng walked away, and when he passed by the window, he took another look inside.Wenhu's movements have always been slow, and he is so slow to do anything except eat.Whether walking or playing with the two brothers, they were always slow, as if they would not be happy unless they trampled the ants on the ground to death.

As now, there is no progress and no regression.

If it wasn't him who kicked the person, Wei Cheng would definitely suspect that Wen Hu was not injured at all just now.

Although the steps are small, the movements are still slow, as slow as if he hasn't eaten for three days, but this is still abnormal for a person who has just been injured.

Wei Cheng was puzzled, obviously he had used [-]% of his strength just now, even a strong soldier should slow down for a while.

Does this kid have kung fu?

Wei Cheng was terrified, if that was the case, then putting such a vicious person in the mansion would not be just a joke, and he might be killed someday.

Wenshu still gets along with him day and night!

Wen Hu honestly flipped through the book, Wen Shu was paid by Wei Cheng under the pretext of spending, and he will be back soon, if he sees the clue, he will take his anger out on him again, thanks.

Recalling quickly in his mind, flipping through the pages quickly, he naturally failed to see someone peeping outside. When he finally found the page that was originally opened, he was suddenly slapped heavily on the back.

A mouthful of old blood gushed out, Wenhu's eyes went dark, and he passed out completely.