If you want a husband, you have to fight for it.

Xu Muyu looked at Guan Chuncao, but Guan Chuncao said nothing, nor did she look back at Xu Muyu. She was still picking up food and eating.

Xu Muyu immediately understood what was going on. He put down his soup bowl and his chopsticks first. "I'm done. Everyone, enjoy your meal."

He emphasized the word "everyone".

The chopsticks also make more noise than usual when placed on the table.

This is an expression of anger by putting down the chopsticks.

The three people remaining at the table didn't understand what was going on and looked at each other.

Wan Chuncao picked up the dish and slowly put it into her mouth: "After you finish eating, leave the bowl there. I will wash it by myself later. It's hot, and I can wash a few bowls in a short time. After that, I will wash the cutting board, basins and pots. It doesn't matter. I can do it by myself. It's just washing dishes. It's my job as a wife."

Xu Muyu looked at her and said nothing.

Wan Chuncao was still eating normally and didn't speak.

No matter how dumb the people at the table were, they could tell that the atmosphere was not right. Seeing this situation, they didn't dare to say anything, nor did they look at anyone else. They all concentrated on eating and ate faster.

The meal was more depressing than usual and went by faster than usual.

After dinner, Chen She and his men hurriedly packed up their things and ran away.

Guan Chuncao and Xu Muyu continued to clean up the dishes.

They cleaned up the leftovers on the table together, put the bowls into the basin together, washed the bowls together, washed the pot and the chopping board together.

After washing the dishes, she was sweeping the floor while he was waiting by the side with a garbage shovel.

While waiting, he saw the dining table.

There are still a few pig's trotters left on the table, and there will be more than one dish on the dinner table tonight.

She clearly said that she would listen to Chen She and the others' advice tonight and only make a stew and some cold dishes because it was hot.

But tonight there was his favorite fish on the dinner table, as well as two stir-fried dishes. The meat was pig's trotters stewed with soybeans cooked in an electric cooker, and there were no cold dishes.

Xu Muyu should have thought of this when she asked him to carry the drinks for the third time.

Even if they have many requirements for the furnishings, they would never make such excessive demands to the host again and again in other people's homes.

This request is clearly a joke.

Now it seems that she is the one who is playing tricks on others.

After cleaning up everything, Wan Chuncao pushed Xu Muyu upstairs.

They didn't say a word until they entered the bathroom and started taking a shower.

After taking off his clothes and getting into the bathtub, the bruises on Xu Muyu's arms were revealed.

There were not only bruises on his hands, but also many red marks on his legs.

These are the red marks caused by being pressed by heavy objects over and over again. They will not disappear in a short time and may turn into bruises when you wake up tomorrow morning.

Wan Chuncao touched the bruise on Xu Muyu's elbow and asked him distressedly, "Does it hurt?"

Is her heartache really heartache?

Or like this afternoon?

Xu Muyu shook off her hand: "Do you think I should feel pain?"

Now, they actually said a word.

The bathtub upstairs was higher than the one downstairs, and Wan Chuncao couldn't find a suitable stool to sit on. Since they went upstairs, Wan Chuncao had been squatting and supporting her upper body to help Xu Muyu take a bath, and she couldn't stand steadily at all.

Xu Muyu pushed her away. She couldn't squat any longer and fell forward, hitting the edge of the bathtub. She knelt on one knee.

Xu Muyu clenched his hands in the bathtub, but did not take them out. He just smiled and said, "Are you okay?"

The tone was exactly the same as when she spoke to him in the afternoon and asked him if he was okay.

The difference was that there was sarcasm in his words.

But is Xu Muyu wrong?

He had only said the same words and given the same greetings as she had.

Didn't she treat me the same way in the afternoon? Didn't she see me carrying those drinks back and forth like a fool and then pretend to care about me?

Didn't she say those caring words to herself in the same way, so righteously?

Xu Muyu found it ridiculous.

She had planned on saying those things long before, to trick him the better, to make him look like a fool, a dumb idiot, carrying those drinks around.

She obviously wanted to play a trick on him, but she pretended to feel sorry for him and fooled him like a fool behind his back.

He is a disabled person who can't do anything, so why does she feel so upset about it?

He is a cripple, isn't he?

Guan Chuncao grabbed the edge of the bathtub, knelt on one knee on the ground, and looked at Xu Muyu quietly. After watching for a while, she silently lifted his arm and slowly rubbed it.

Xu Muyu also looked at her and saw that she didn't even explain a word to him.

why?

Why on earth?

Wan Chuncao did not look at Xu Muyu again, but continued to bathe him, wash his arms, and rub his shoulders as usual.

After rubbing the bruises on his arms, she scooped up a handful of water and moistened his face.

Xu Muyu did not close his eyes because of the water, but still looked at her through the flowing water curtain.

Wan Chuncao still didn't look at him, but asked softly while scrubbing his face: "Are you wronged?"

After Wan Chuncao asked this question, countless emotions arose in Xu Muyu's heart in an instant.

Even his eyebrows were no longer strong, and his expression was no longer cold.

He looked at her, at her face, wondering why she still wouldn't look at him.

He didn't understand why she treated him like this.

You were clearly feeling sorry for him one second, but you wanted to play tricks on him the next.

Did she deliberately use those heart-wrenching words to coax him into doing those things?

She knew he was disabled! She knew he was a useless person! Why did she use these words to coax him and lie to him!

Why are you playing with him like a monkey!

Didn't she always know that he was a loser!

She clearly knew it.

"But, didn't you do it?"

Wan Chuncao stroked Xu Muyu's face with one hand, her wet fingertips wet his frowning brows: "You did it all, didn't you?"

"After you move those boxes, you'll be able to cut vegetables."

Wan Chuncao's hand stroked his eyes, his forehead, and the corners of his mouth, smoothing out the embarrassment on his face bit by bit: "You can wash vegetables, you can light a fire, and you can go out shopping with me."

"You can even wash the dishes."

“You can do anything, you’ve done it all.”

Wan Chuncao's hand remained on his cheek. She held his cheek and finally looked into his eyes: "I knew you could do anything and you could achieve anything."

"Nothing is too hard for you."

Her eyes are always so bright and so determined.

She always believed, trusted him.

In her eyes, she believed that he could do everything and do it well.

Xu Muyu looked into her eyes, unable to describe the feeling in his heart. Too many known and unknown emotions were intertwined.

He didn't expect what else he could do.

After the accident, no one asked him what he should do, and no one asked him to do anything.

Maybe he has also thought about what he can do, but reality is reality.

He struggled between reality and illusion until he realized that it was just his fantasy after all, so he gave up.

He chose reality, he chose the reality that nothing can be done.

Just go with the flow, take things as they come, that should be his destiny, he has always lived this way.

"Can I really do this?"

he asks.

Wan Chuncao rubbed his cheek with her fingertips. She smiled at him so sincerely and confidently: "You can do it."

"Whatever it is, you can do it."