Muhan Shuangcheng

"Who is in charge of the kitchen?" Mu Han's voice was like ice, piercing the head of the kitchen trembling, tremblingly said, "Return to the general... yes... the little one is in charge..."

Didn't hear Mu Han's punishment, Cai Mai tightly closed his eyes, his heart was tense, this kind of waiting was really heart-wrenching.

With a round and smooth figure, he really looks like someone who is in charge of the kitchen, "Is what Caimai said true?" Mu Han asked with a frown.

"Back...back...back to the general...in the beginning...in the past few days...the kitchen did...a lot of nourishing...things." He stumbled back, stuttering much more than buying.

"What happened later? How did it decrease?" He knew that the first few days the two of them were talking about were the days when he was in the mansion with Hei boy recuperating from his wounds, and Mu Han's voice was full of danger and storm.

"Later... it was just like what you said about purchasing... no more buying... the ingredients were also reduced... the small ones... the small ones..." The fat on his cheeks kept shaking, and he was also very wronged, no The ingredients, he can't make them out of thin air, hehe...

Apart from him as the master, who else is in charge of the daily expenses and expenditures of the mansion? No need to ask, who else but the housekeeper?

"The two of you don't report what you know, come here, drag it down, and hit me with fifty army sticks." Mu Han was really angry, and seeing Hei boy humming in pain in his sleep, he couldn't help it. It hurts, I don’t know how long this situation has been going on, this dead boy just keeps silent, in his house, there are still people who treat the people he cares about the most like this, it seems that these people don’t care because they don’t care about things all the year round. People become masters of themselves.

Damn, can you survive with fifty army sticks?Not to mention their ordinary people, even a soldier with iron bones can't stand it.

"Wuwu... General, please forgive me... General, please forgive me..." At the moment of life and death, the two of them were quite eloquent, and they cried out for mercy while crying bitterly.

"Drag it on." Mu Leng waved his hand with a grimace, and a soldier from the side had already stepped forward, dragging the two of them towards the courtyard.

"General, please spare your life...General, please spare your life..." The two dared not struggle, and they couldn't fight against the iron claw-like hands of the soldiers, they just begged for mercy in a fluke.Dragging their soldiers along, they tore off a piece of cloth from their clothes and stuffed it into their mouths, and immediately they could only utter a "woo hoo".

"General, all of this is the fault of the old slave. If the general wants to punish him, he should punish the old slave." The butler appeared in time and knelt down in front of Mu Han, "General, all this has nothing to do with the two of them, please let the general off." They, the old slaves, are willing to bear everything."

Mu Han looked at the housekeeper who seemed to be much older. After all, he had been with the Mu family for many years, and his expression was not so cold anymore, but he still said coldly, "Housekeeper, has the Mu family treated you badly these years?"

"Never before, from the master to the general, they have never treated the old slave badly. Instead, they treat the old slave like a family member." The housekeeper wiped his old tears and said with emotion.

"Then why do you treat Shuangcheng like this?" Mu Han said sharply, his tone was so cold that even the housekeeper couldn't help shaking, it was cold, it was too cold.

When Zhao Yun'er heard this, she finally understood that Mu Han made such a big fight because of that black boy, and his heart was as bitter as if he had eaten yellow lotus. Who is that boy?A meal is also known to the whole family, and everyone is in danger.I have been by his side for so many years, but I didn't pay attention to him, and I didn't even give myself a smile.

I feel like an outsider in this mansion, like a guest, with more respect than kindness.What else is there to listen to?Pulling up his girl, he turned back sadly to his courtyard.Before turning around, he took another look at that cold and handsome man, but he didn't even give him a look, his heart was broken every step of the way, with tears in his eyes, should he forget it?After so many years, she still couldn't get a hug, and she was always chasing after his figure, so she was so tired.

Xiao Guozi followed behind her lady, and suddenly saw the water dripping on the ground, her heart ached, but she didn't know what to say, why couldn't the general see such a good person as my lady?

The boy Hei was sleeping soundly, but he seemed to be awakened by a few cries of "forgive me", he became confused, rubbed his eyes with his hands, and looked around, but he didn't see Mu Han.

There seemed to be movement in the front hall. While squinting half-drowsy sleepy eyes, he walked towards the front hall. Hey, a lot of people were kneeling. What happened?

"Puff...uh...puff...ah..." There seemed to be the muffled sound of something hitting the body and the sound of someone's painful moan, and rubbed their sleepy eyes. There were really two people in the courtyard who were killed by the guards. Pressing and beating, those two people were so pitiful, their mouths were gagged, they could only hum, sweating like rain.

As soon as the two people who were beaten saw Hei boy, they hurriedly uttered "Woooooooo" and looked at Hei boy with pleading eyes. After this time, no one in the house dared to be disrespectful to Hei boy again. The one who made the general come forward and get angry.

Hei boy has seen such a look. Every year when the pigs raised at home are sold to the butcher to be killed, they have such eyes. Hei boy has never seen such a bloody side. With only a few sticks, the clothes on the back of the two people It was already rotten, so he rushed up and waved his hands, "Don't hit me, don't hit me..."

this?The two executioners stopped their movements, glanced at each other, and then at the two guards holding the other two. One guard was a little embarrassed and said, "Young master, this is the general's order. Please, young master, don't embarrass me."