[Famous Books] Desire for control and arrogance

After settling down in one place, cooking was just the beginning, and the beggar arranged more and more chores for Alice.

Such as sweeping the floor, such as mopping the floor, such as washing clothes.

Alice didn't finish everything very well, even sweeping the floor was so-so.

There are two reasons why she can't do it well. One is that she can't do it.For example, when she first wiped the floor, she only used a little water to wipe the open area, and didn't even change the water, so how could she do it well? Another thing is that she couldn't bear to do it.

Alice has never been a person who can do things patiently, and it is normal to be scolded by beggars now.

The beggar was so angry: "As long as you are serious and meticulous like you did in the beginning, you will have already done it!" After he finished speaking, he looked at Alice who was silent, thinking that Alice said He added, "Don't say that I will force you to death if I scold you. Anyone can do such a simple thing. You are no longer a princess. If you die because of such a trivial matter, Then you are so useless."

He made sense, Alice admitted, and Alice also knew when she was paddling, so she could listen.

Her eyes were red, and she also hated being such a useless and irritable self, and even more hated the beggar scolding her because of her uselessness.

Although she didn't want to live with the beggar, in reality, he was the only one she could talk to.Being scolded by him is equivalent to her whole world scolding her.

Seeing her red eyes, the beggar thought she was going to be angry, so she narrowed her eyes and her face became serious, and she wanted to hear what this slacker with a bad attitude could say.

Alice remained silent.

She has nothing to justify. Everyone's life is different, and everyone's abilities are also different. She can only say that she will try her best to overcome the difficulties.

She didn't want to say it, but the beggar didn't allow it.

He gave stern instructions like a soldier: "You can't be so lazy anymore, you must review all the mistakes you made today, and correct them all the next day."

Alice's mouth moved, unable to speak.

She was under a lot of pressure, and knew that it was impossible to change this kind of thing all at once, so she could only say cautiously: "I will try my best."

"It's not trying your best, it's trying your best. Use your best." The beggar's tone became more severe, "Then what about your self-criticism, if you didn't say it just now, then write it down."

"Write it out?" Alice didn't want to write it. She didn't know how to write a review, and she didn't have any feelings in her stomach, so she couldn't make it up. So she changed the subject and said, "Do you have a pen and paper? Do you know how to read?"

The beggar choked up.

In this impoverished environment where it is difficult to even eat, there are indeed no writing utensils, and the identity of this beggar...

No.

The beggar narrowed his long and narrow eyes, raised the corners of his eyes, and said to Alice seriously: "You will call me Bill in the future, otherwise you will never say my name, and you will not treat me as the same thing from the beginning, even The most basic things a wife should do can't do well."

The name is actually okay for Alice, so she immediately called him Bill according to what he wanted.

It's not that she doesn't take Bill seriously, but Bill really doesn't hold much weight in her heart.

In this world, after her father expelled her, no one seemed to hold weight in her heart.

Therefore, her attitude towards Bill was the same as that of anyone else.

"Okay, Bill." She said quickly and obediently, and even yelled directly, without feeling aggrieved.

The speed was so fast, Bill felt aggrieved again.

"Tell me about the self-criticism." Bill repeated with a dark face, he could only torture Alice on this matter.

Alice simply said: "I didn't do it well, and I will try to do it better next time."

This attitude is already very acceptable, Alice is sure, if her father heard this before, he would definitely have a good drink to celebrate.But Strict Bill doesn't allow it.

He took Alice to the outside of the house, facing the big clock tower in the capital of Campbell Kingdom, and asked Alice to talk for 10 minutes.

10 minutes, how much does this have to say, she remembered that when those suitors came to her, everyone talked for at most 5 minutes.

That's when they express themselves, and they can't speak concisely, but they often don't speak for five minutes.

Alice looked at Bill in shock, thinking he was sick.

She doesn't want to talk to him anymore, it's too embarrassing.

Moreover, housework is already done very diligently every day. He is so strict, does he think his home is some kind of high-end hotel?

Alice had heard the neighbors quarreling. The neighbor's wife only cleaned once a week. Later, under the scolding of her husband, she changed to cleaning on Sunday and cleaned the floor every day. Overall, she still did less than her.

She is really angry now. She originally wanted to do her best the next day, but now she really wants to paddle across.

"What are you staring at me like that for? You have a bad attitude, you have to be punished, just let you talk, am I sorry for you?" Bill said coldly.

Alice averted her eyes and did not quarrel with him, so as not to be endless.

She prefers violent and willful methods all at once, so that it will be effective in deterring people, and there is no need to amplify the moves now.

Anyway, I plan to paddle tomorrow, and now I can paddle for review or something. It's hard for her, and neither is this trash beggar.

After figuring out what to do, Alice's eyes became very confused: "But I don't know how to say it, I have never done any self-criticism."

Who is the most powerless person in this world?

A fool who doesn't listen and doesn't understand.

Bill looked at Alice's big empty eyes and felt irritable, but he wanted Alice to do a self-criticism, so he had to teach Alice to do a self-criticism.

For the 10-minute review, he taught Alice for half an hour, but when Alice memorized it, she stumbled and finished it under his reminder!

Bill felt that he was not teaching a princess, but a six or seven-year-old child.He was very irritable, but still had to be patient.

After finishing, Bill was so tired that he didn't want to teach anymore. Anyway, she had finished speaking, so it was considered as fulfilling the expectation.

He didn't say any more, and quickly turned around and went back to the house.

After a night without dreams, he supervised Alice doing housework the next day, and found that it was still the same, and the more he watched, the worse Alice was doing.

The worst thing was that Alice's body gradually began to tremble suddenly, saying that she was powerless, but she actually held the housework tools expectantly and wanted to put them in his hands and let him teach them.

Teaching like this, when will it end!

Bill was out of sight, out of mind, out of his mind.

After going out for a few hours, he brought back a batch of willow branches and said with a straight face, "The family has no money. Since you can't do housework, you can weave baskets and sell them after weaving."

He paused and added, "Don't blame me for being strict. I have always had such a character. I only treated you softly when I saw you look good. But how long can the good feeling brought by your appearance last? I have been with you for a long time. Especially after discovering your recent stupidity, I just think you are ugly. You should honestly think about how to make money to support your family."

He took the initiative to demonstrate this time, and asked Alice to follow him while demonstrating.

His big hands were strong and rough, covered with calluses, and he did it very smoothly; Alice's hands were delicate and white, and it took a lot of effort to handle the wicker, and even hurt her hands, with more than a dozen cuts on her hands.

When the first wound appeared, she was frightened, pinched the wound to show Bill, and anxiously let Bill handle it.

She had heard that people would die from small wounds, so she never had any bleeding from the skin in her memory, really not.

Unexpectedly, Bill didn't even frown, and said impatiently: "Suck it in your mouth and stop the bleeding. It's common for poor people to be injured. Is it important to have a full stomach or a small wound? We have no The money is gone, you make the basket obediently, if you do well, I can grit my teeth and continue to boil eggs for you, otherwise we will eat wild vegetables."

Alice didn't want to eat wild vegetables. Bill made wild vegetables for her. Those wild vegetables were simply weeds. They were very hard. If you ate one, your mouth would be full of hard-to-chew dregs. It was unpalatable to death.After eating, Alice struggled to go to the toilet.So the threat of eating wild vegetables strongly stimulated Alice.

After a lot of hard work, Alice finally wove a basket, and handed it to Bill with satisfaction, her eyes were bright, and she wanted Bill to praise her.

But Bill's eyes were deep, and he said softly and cruelly: "If you were a customer, do you think you would buy such a rough basket?"

Alice examined the basket, but was speechless.

When they both had used up the willow branch, Bill brought yarn from outside again, and let Alice try spinning.

In the past few days of weaving life, Alice has already had thin calluses on her hands, but now that the items she deals with are replaced by the rough yarn, Alice’s calluses are useless at all, and her snow-white fingers are still worn out. Get flushed.

Alice looked at the endless work and tried to finish it quickly, so she tried hard, but unexpectedly, her fingers were suddenly broken by the yarn, and blood was dripping instantly.

She no longer used her mouth to stop the bleeding, but her nose was sore, she cried, and let the blood drip on the ground.

Bill has changed a lot of things for her to do, but she has not been able to do it well, and it is more difficult every time.What's more frightening is that she has fallen into exhaustion and depression mentally.

The huge gap in her life has cast a shadow in her heart, but she can think about it, but now, with the powerlessness of reality, she can't bear it more and more.

When will this kind of life be the beginning?

Is it because of this that those noble ministers who were demoted to civilians chose to commit suicide?

The miserable life finally overwhelmed Alice, and she cried loudly when Bill was away.

After crying for a long time, my hands felt cold, so I grabbed the dress on my body, blocked the blood from the wound with the cloth of the dress, and continued to cry loudly.

Exhausted from crying, he realized that the surrounding light had dimmed.It turned out that it was evening.

She belatedly felt both thirsty and hungry.

Standing up unsteadily, she inadvertently saw Bill standing in the room.

He didn't know when he came home, and was staring at her silently.

She wasn't startled, and she wasn't ashamed.Anyway, since she married this person, she has already lived a shameful life, so why would she want to be ashamed of that kind of thing?All she wants now is to get her life better soon.

She glanced at him numbly, then turned to go to the kitchen to get water.

Bill walked up to her quickly, frowned, took her hand, and looked at her wound carefully.

This was the first time he had intimate contact with Alice after he said that Alice's beauty was not attractive, and it was also the first time he carefully observed Alice's hands after Alice had been injured so many times.

Of course, those hands are no longer the hands of nobles. Alice doesn't know how to use them, and she is easily irritable, and she is not good at doing these things, so now those hands look like they have been abused, with many red marks on them, many calluses, and even one or two hands. A burst blister.

The blood at the place where she was injured just now had already solidified, but the blood stained on Alice's hand made the injury look even more terrifying.

"How could it be so serious? I'll help you treat the wound and apply some medicine." He said solemnly.

After he finished speaking, he went out, probably to find the potion, but Alice was indifferent, and continued to turn around to fetch water.

Drank water and went straight to bed, nothing else.

Until she didn't know when, her hands were carefully wiped by something cool, she raised her eyes slightly, and found that it was Bill.

Bill knelt on the bed and carefully applied the medicine for her.

He should be guilty.

Alice thought.

But he shouldn't be fascinated by her either.

Alice thought rationally.

The statement that her beauty won't last long, so he can only see her stupidity now should be true.

Also, who would treat her sincerely.

Without the status of a princess, she is unkempt every day; she can't entertain and relax every day, and she can't lift her spirits every day.

So sometimes she looks in the mirror and feels that she is not attractive enough, let alone she can't do things, and no one likes her.

She thought for a long time, Bill seemed to have noticed something, she wanted to look at her side, she didn't want to face Bill, she closed her eyes directly, and fell asleep again.

For the next few days, Bill didn't let her work until the wound was almost healed. He brought some pots and asked Alice to sell things on the street.