After making money, the husband who abandoned me came back

After finishing all this, he will go to the stable in the backyard to brush the horse again.Then clean the stables and mangers again.In fact, even the horses in this family eat better than him.

In fact, for a period of time, he really lived in the manger and picked up things to eat.

He only had a good meal in the first few years of being here.The first Mrs. Smith was a very loving lady in those days.She liked him very much and taught him a lot. That is, in those few years, he really learned the etiquette and knowledge that knights need.

Unfortunately, the lady passed away within a few years.And the second wife that Mr. Smith married was a very mean woman-this is very suitable for Mr. Smith.

But those years were not as difficult for him as it is now.

It was only when he refused to serve Mrs. Smith at the age of 14 that she became angry and began to torture him in every possible way.

At that time, he thought it was just a woman's embarrassment, and he never became vigilant, so he became like this now.

He raised a bucket of water and finally splashed it on the horse.After cleaning the horse, he leaned on the stable railing to rest for a while, and lightly beat his sore right leg.This leg was broken by Mrs. Smith's brother with a horse's hoof when he was 14 years old.

He still remembers the appearance of that leg when it was deformed and twisted, and the pain was piercing, but it was nothing compared to the fear in his heart when he saw that deformed appearance.

For a long time, he dreamed of the appearance of that leg just broken when he dreamed every day.

It's just that when he found out that he started to be hungry every day, he no longer cared about what would happen to that leg-survival was always more important than anything else.

He didn't get any knowledge and training related to knight fighting from His Excellency Smith, but he has served on the sidelines for so many years, and he has learned a little bit.

So from then on, he dragged a lame leg and tried his best to find something to eat around - so he barely survived until today.

He also thought about secretly leaving here to live outside, but he still couldn't muster the courage.

As far as he could see, even those civilians with healthy limbs and landed land were living very hard.

And he was a cripple without property, and he didn't know if he would survive a month when he actually left the Smith's house.

"Flimon, Your Excellency is coming back soon." A chubby lady called to him from the kitchen window.

"Okay, Mrs. Monkey." Philemon smiled at her gratefully, stood up again, and began to clean the stables.

Mr. Smith was also a very mean hostess, and he didn't want to see the handsome young squire stop what he was doing for a moment.

Whenever he saw that he was not working, he would give him a severe scolding, or even whip him.

And often at that time, Mrs. Smith still liked to add fuel to the fire-she seems to have developed a new hobby now, which is to watch Philemon being beaten by Mr. Smith.

In fact, Mrs. Smith hinted at Philemon several times after that.

During the most difficult period of time, Philemon really planned to give up his persistence.

But when he thought of the codes and dignity of knights taught to him by the first Mrs. Smith, even if it was impossible for him to become a knight in this life-he didn't want to be a shame to that respectable lady.

But obviously, Fremont's luck is not very good today.Though he worked very hard in the stables, Lord Smith came to him with a whip as soon as he got home.

"Come out." His Excellency Smith yelled at him in a rough voice, then pointed to the ground in front of him with the whip, and ordered him, "Kneel here with your back to me."

Philemon glanced at him silently, took a deep breath, put the broom in his hand aside, and limped over.

When he knelt down with his back to Mr. Smith, before he even had time to take off the only piece of clothing on his body, he was severely whipped.Immediately, a deep bloodstain appeared on his back, and while the clothes were dyed red, a hole was torn open in the clothes.

It really can't be worn now, Philemon teased himself in his heart.

"How many times have I told you that the stables must be cleaned before I come back! I will make you lazy! I will make you lazy! You only know how to eat every day, and you can't do any work well. A piece of trash like you, you When your parents gave birth to you, they should have thrown you into the stables and let the horses trample you to death. You are a waste!" His Excellency Smith slapped Philemon with a whip, cursing in his mouth.His cheeks were slightly flushed, his eyes were wide open, and he looked very excited.

Philemon bit his lip tightly, enduring the sharp pain in his back.He didn't know what kind of anger His Excellency Smith was getting outside or what other things happened to him, so he asked him to vent on him when he got home.

But in fact, this kind of thing is too commonplace.When Lord Smith is happy or unhappy, he will want to whip him.Sometimes even when he was talking and laughing with his family, if he caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of his eye, he would instantly pick up the whip and whip it at him.

He sometimes wondered if Lord Smith knew what Mrs. Smith had done.Because he found that he wanted to whip the whip to his face several times.But in the end he restrained himself—after all, he was not a real servant of the Smith family.

But this time, Mr. Smith seems to have let go completely.

His Excellency Smith seemed to be tired at last. He stopped his movements, looked at the back of the blond young man who had been beaten to pieces by him, and smiled contentedly, but then said again, "Take off your pants."

Felimon was taken aback for a moment, and turned his head to look at him with some uncertainty, but saw a strange smile on the other side's face.

He also caught a glimpse of Mrs. Munch standing in the kitchen window looking at him worriedly, but biting her lip before speaking.

Seeing his hesitation, His Excellency Smith picked up the whip and whipped him again, and repeated in a deep voice: "Take off your pants!"

A very bad premonition rose in Philemon's heart.

When he was a young man, Mrs. Munch had hinted to him that it would be best not to show any part of his body in front of Lord Smith.Although he actually doesn't have a few pieces of meat left.

He didn't quite understand it then.It wasn't until he heard the contents of Mr. and Mrs. Smith's quarrel several times that he vaguely guessed that His Excellency Smith seemed to be hiding something.

And Mrs. Monch is probably worried that the other party will have some bad thoughts about him because of jealousy.

But now, Mrs. Monch's guess is probably about to come true.

His Excellency Smith, on the other hand, admired the terrified expression on the other party's face with great satisfaction, and then said with a hint of excitement in his voice: "Fenori was defeated. All the knights of Kunsenburg were not killed by the people of Ruhrburg , was captured by them. Philemon, you are no longer the son of a nobleman."

Philemon looked at him incredulously after listening.

Although his parents didn't give him much.Even at first.His uncle once wanted to take him home to raise him, but his father flatly refused.

It took Philemon a long time to figure out that his father probably didn't want his shabby foster care fees to embarrass him among his relatives.

But even so, he still couldn't hide his worry when he heard such a drastic change in his family.

After His Excellency Smith finished speaking, a cruel expression appeared on his face, "Now, take off your pants!" He said with emphasis.

After speaking, he couldn't bear it anymore and reached out and grabbed Philemon's arm, wanting to do it himself.

His Excellency Smith is in the middle of his life, he does not worry about eating and drinking every day, and he also pays great attention to exercise.Even Philemon never gave up his dream of being a knight, but physically he was indeed no match for His Excellency Smith.

He was a little frightened and wanted to stand up and run away, but was slammed to the ground by Mr. Smith.Then, he stepped on his other leg.He stretched out his hand towards his waist.

By this time, Philemon had stopped holding back.He struggled to get up, turned around and hit His Excellency Smith on the cheek with an elbow, knocking him to the ground in an instant.Then he pulled the belt with one hand and propped up his body with the other to stand up.

Lord Smith covered his face, stood up unsteadily.He shook his head, glared at Philemon fiercely, and yelled at him: "How dare you do something to me? You are a pariah, how dare you do something to a nobleman like me?" He drew his long sword.

Philemon took a half step back in fear, he knew that the crime he had committed was enough for the other party to use it to kill him.

He swallowed his saliva, thinking about whether he could save his life by begging the other party for mercy at this time.

But when he looked at His Excellency Smith with a fierce face in front of him, he realized that this was impossible.Being pointed at by the sharp sword tip, deep fear and despair rose in his heart.

Smith looked at the fragile expression on the face of the young man in front of him, and his heart was filled with tyrannical pleasure.Even if the other party is so young, handsome, and even strong, so what?He is still his vassal, his servant, and his lamb!

Thinking in this way, he slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and a fierce light appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, Mrs. Monty suddenly rushed out and shouted at him: "Your Excellency, there are guests coming outside! They say they are here to pick up Philemon!"

The author has something to say: I'm going to break my promise orz

I deleted a bit too much yesterday, and I will have to do it again tomorrow orz

So in the end, I found out that the [-]-word manuscript for tomorrow is not enough! ! !

So there is only one update today, Xiaolan's plot will be moved to tomorrow

sorry orz...

But I will post tomorrow's content earlier, and you will definitely be able to see it tomorrow! ! !

sorry sorry sorry