After Xue Qian realized the meaning behind his actions, he felt really ashamed and embarrassed.
He no longer cared about the pain in his arm, picked up the axe again and started chopping wood.
Dai Xiang gradually saw the doorway, and looked at the young master with a different look. It was indeed amazing. If it were her, she would only say a few words.
The young master's move was like cutting off the source of the problem, leaving the enemy speechless and forcing them to swallow their tears.
By evening, Bei Yutang and his family of three were eating in the main hall. Outside, Xue Qianshi was tired and hungry. He didn't know what the people in the house were eating, but he could smell the fragrance even from such a distance.
Bei Yutang made the dishes today with a special touch of fragrance.
As soon as Xiao Moer saw these dishes, he knew his mother's purpose.
The two, one big and one small, understood each other tacitly, but Daixiang knew nothing about it.
The fragrance made Xue Qian outside the house feel miserable.
He was not a person who cared much about food, but today his worms were attracted by the fragrance.
However, looking at the firewood in front of him, a bitter smile appeared on his face. He had never known that chopping wood was such a tiring job.
Dai Xiang brought out the leftovers and placed them rudely in front of him.
"Don't starve to death and let us bear the consequences."
Xue Qian originally wanted to say thank you, but after hearing what she said, he didn't know what to say.
He took a mouthful of rice, his eyes lit up, and the next second he began to wolf it down. He was still not satisfied after finishing the whole bowl of rice.
This family’s food not only smells delicious, it tastes even better.
He took the bowl to the kitchen and just as he reached the door, he heard people in the house talking about him.
"Sister Mu, didn't you say you wouldn't give him any food? Why did you give it to him?" Dai Xiang hated this person very much. If they hadn't been alert enough, they would have died at the hands of those villains. The blame was all on Xue Qian.
"He's a grown man, but he's not even as good as a five-year-old child. If it were a young master, he could finish that little bit of firewood in an hour. But look at him, he hasn't finished it yet. With his ability, what else can he do?" Dai Xiang ridiculed him.
Xue Qian, who was standing outside the house, felt ashamed and guilty when he heard her scolding.
"Sister Daixiang, although he is not very good at work, he is still given food." Xiao Moer said.
When Xue Qian, who was outside the house, heard these words, he felt very touched.
This young man is so kind.
Daixiang hummed and moaned, looking very unhappy.
Xiao Moer and Bei Yutang glanced at the door out of the corner of their eyes, and the two communicated silently with their eyes.
If they didn't feed him, he would lose all his strength, and they would be the ones who suffered. How could they torture him later? She'd start with something light, then gradually increase her strength. Slowly, she'd make him regret staying with her.
Xue Qian listened for a long time, and only walked in after they stopped talking about him.
He had just put down the bowl and was about to go out when Daixiang called him.
"You wash these dishes."
Xue Qian was stunned, "I wash?"
"Yes, you wash it. We have a rule in our house that whoever finishes eating last gets to wash the dishes. You were the last one to finish eating, so shouldn't you be the one to wash them?"
What else could Xue Qian say? He could only roll up his sleeves and start washing the dishes.
I was halfway through washing when I heard the sound of ping-pong coming from the kitchen.
When Bei Yutang and his two companions walked into the kitchen, they saw broken plates all over the floor. Xue Qian looked at them with a helpless and nervous expression.
"I, I, I didn't mean it."
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