"You...you dare to hit me..."
"Snapped......"
Before Xu Qingfeng could finish speaking, she was slapped by Chu Wushuang again.
Seeing that Chu Wushuang was not easy to deal with, the rest of the slaves were so frightened that they became silent.
Chu Wushuang announced in a loud voice: "Whoever dares to touch a hair of my slave in the future will be rewarded twice as much!"
Xu Qingfeng covered her face, glared at Chu Wushuang angrily, and when she turned to leave, she said harshly: "Just wait, I'll ask the second young master to come and take care of you."
The remaining slaves turned around and left, fearing that if they took a step slower, they would be slapped by Chu Wushuang.
Guo Qingyi felt that the scene happening in front of him was like a dream, it was too unreal.
In the past, when she was bullied, Chu Wushuang didn't even dare to say a fair word, but now he not only stood up for her, but also helped her teach Xu Qingfeng a lesson.
Every time he was bullied, Guo Qingyi would cry silently alone, swallowing the bitterness in his stomach.
At this moment, she regarded Chu Wushuang as a strong support, and couldn't help but throw herself into Chu Wushuang's arms and burst into tears.
Chu Wushuang could understand Guo Qingyi's mood.
According to the memory left by the original owner, Guo Qingyi suffered too many grievances, but he could only bear them silently.
"Cry, cry well, you will feel better when you cry."
Chu Wushuang whispered comforting words in a soft voice, and reached out to stroke Guo Qingyi's hair.
The more he comforted her, the harder Guo Qingyi cried. She kept crying for more than ten minutes before she slowly stopped crying.
After crying all her tears, Guo Qingyi came back to her senses, quickly released her arms around Chu Wushuang, took a few steps back, and quickly admitted her mistake: "Young Master, I made your clothes wet from crying."
"It's okay, I'll just change my clothes later."
"Young Master, what should we do? If the Second Young Master comes to settle a score with you, what should we do?"
"What are you afraid of? If the sky falls, I will hold it up."
Chu Wushuang spoke sonorously and forcefully, with firm eyes.
However, Guo Qingyi was still not at ease and said anxiously: "The second young master is not someone to be trifled with. Even the eldest young master is afraid of him. If you beat his slave, he will definitely not let you go easily."
"Okay, okay, hurry up and cook. I'm hungry."
Chu Wushuang thought Guo Qingyi was too verbose.
"How about we repay the favor and let him..."
Before Guo Qingyi finished speaking, he was pushed forward by Chu Wushuang.
"Put everything else aside. I'm hungry now. You hurry up and cook. Nothing is more important than eating."
Amid Chu Wushuang's urging, Guo Qingyi worried about Zhongzhong and went to the kitchen to cook.
Chu Wushuang returned to his room, took out the Guiyuan Divine Art and continued practicing.
Whenever he has time, he practices.
Time waits for no one, and he doesn't know when he will move out of Chu Mansion and go to Jiang Mansion to be his son-in-law.
Before setting off, learn as much as you can.
Guo Qingyi prepared the meal, and Chu Wushuang went to the next room to eat with Yang Baili. The two chatted while eating.
Yang Baili asked Chu Wushuang out of curiosity: "Which page of skills have you practiced?"
"I've reached half of the pages of the secret book."
Chu Wushuang put the food into his mouth.
Yang Baili was surprised: "Seriously?"
"really."
Chu Wushuang chewed the food and answered vaguely.
Yang Baili was extremely shocked, and secretly marveled in his heart: "It took me twenty years to practice this magical secret book, but I didn't even get half of it yet. This kid has mastered half of it in less than a month."
Chu Wushuang heard this clearly and said with a puzzled look on his face: "It's actually not difficult to practice this secret book. How come you spent twenty years practicing? And you haven't even mastered half of the techniques?"
Yang Baili's expression changed and he was stunned.
Obviously he was just thinking and sighing in his heart, but Chu Wushuang saw through his thoughts.
"Can you read minds?"
After a long silence, Yang Baili finally couldn't help but ask Chu Wushuang for details.
Chu Wushuang deliberately replied in a joking tone: "Yes, I can read minds, so if you want to scold me in your heart in the future, don't scold me in front of me. You have to hide and scold me, so I can't know what you are thinking. "
Yang Baili opened his mouth slightly, speechless for a moment.
He couldn't tell whether Chu Wushuang was telling the truth or joking.
After eating and drinking, Yang Baili still dared not take a step out of the room because he was being hunted.
Chu Wushuang helped Guo Qingyi clear away the dishes and went to the backyard to get water from the well.
When Guo Qingyi saw that Chu Wushuang wanted to draw water from the well, he quickly stopped him: "Young Master, a bucket of water is very heavy, so I'll do it."
She was used to doing rough work, and it didn't take much effort to shake a bucket of twenty or thirty kilograms of well water up.
She once watched Chu Wushuang shake the water from the well and almost shook herself into the well.
Chu Wushuang was no longer in his original physique, and deliberately suggested to Guo Qingyi: "Let me try. If I can't shake the well, you can come again."
Guo Qingyi was helpless: "Okay, I'll give you a chance. I'm not talking about you. You are a young master. You usually have clothes to stretch out your hands and food to open your mouth. How can you shake the well water..."
Before she could finish speaking, Chu Wushuang had already dropped the barrel tied with hemp rope.
"Crack."
The barrel fell to the water.
Chu Wushuang grabbed the hemp rope and shook it, tilting the barrel to slowly fill it with water.
Guo Qingyi walked to the wellhead and looked into the well.
The barrel quickly filled with water.
Chu Wushuang gave up using the cradle and instead pulled the hemp rope with his bare hands, using brute force to pull up the twenty or thirty kilogram wooden barrel.
"Young master, why don't you use the cradle? If you can't do it like this, you will hurt your hands. Young master..."
Before Guo Qingyi finished speaking, Chu Wushuang had already pulled a bucket of water to the well with his bare hands and dropped it to the ground without saying a word.
Guo Qingyi was dumbfounded, his mouth slightly opened and speechless.
"This bucket is too small. Go get a big bucket."
Chu Wushuang ordered Guo Qingyi, who was still in a daze.
"Go quickly, why are you hanging around?"
It wasn't until he raised his voice that Guo Qingyi came back to his senses, glanced at him with a complicated expression, turned back to the kitchen, and brought a large bucket.
The barrel alone weighs ten or twenty kilograms. If it is filled with water, it will weigh at least seventy or eighty kilograms.
"Young Master, this big bucket is too heavy. You'd better change to a smaller bucket..."
When Guo Qingyi persuaded, Chu Wushuang turned a deaf ear, untied the small bucket, put the hemp rope through the small holes on both sides of the big bucket, tied it and threw it into the well.
"Crack."
The large bucket fell into the water, tilted slowly, and was quickly filled with water.
Chu Wushuang glanced into the well and continued to pull the hemp rope with his bare hands.
He forcefully pulled the bucket, which weighed nearly a hundred kilograms, to the wellhead and placed it on the ground.
Guo Qingyi looked at the water swaying on the surface of the barrel and murmured to himself: "Am I not dreaming? Am I not dreaming? Is this true?"
"Hey, the third young master of our Chu Mansion actually does rough work?"
A male voice came from a distance. Chu Wushuang followed the voice and saw that the person coming was the second young master Chu Aotian.
He was accompanied by a group of servants, including Xu Qingfeng.
