The all-round housekeeper is a stick

After being hit the second time, Lin Yuanze decisively admitted his mistake and begged for mercy: "I was wrong, Lin Mumu, I was wrong, I was wrong."

"I'll help you wash your clothes. I'll wash them. I was wrong. Don't hit me anymore. Woo woo woo..." It hurts so much. Lin Mumu is such a strong monster!

Lin Mumu stopped after the third blow and pointed with the stick: "Go collect the clothes and wash them."

Lin Yuanze didn't dare to admit he hadn't eaten yet and was still hungry. He cried as he walked toward the clothes drying, watching as he went, to see if he could outrun Lin Mumu and get into the house before she caught him.

As long as I lock the door and go to school tomorrow when Lin Mumu is not around, I won’t run into her. It should be safe, right?

Lin Yuanze took another look.

Just when Lin Yuanze screamed, Lin Yuanyu turned on the light at the door.

So Lin Yuanze could see the road clearly, and could also see the wooden stick in Lin Mumu's hand and Lin Mumu's position clearly.

Feeling very nervous, Lin Yuanze calculated the possibility of his escape. When he was about to make the final decision to rush into the house, he suddenly heard the sound of a stick cutting through the air.

He was frightened.

Lin Mumu is such a vengeful person. If he runs away, he will definitely be beaten again, and it will definitely be worse than today.

So Lin Yuanze quickened his pace, not only collecting all the clothes, but also asking Lin Mumu which basin she wanted to use to wash them. He knew that Lin Mumu disliked their unsanitary behavior of piling clothes together while she washed her own clothes in a separate basin.

Lin Mumu entered the room, took out the washing basin, and poured a lot of detergent into it.

Putting down the washbasin, Lin Mumu watched Lin Yuanze fetch water and wash clothes.

Lin Yuanze washed his own underwear casually. He had been punished by his father to wash his own clothes before, but he just rinsed them with water. He had no idea how to wash them.

There were a lot of bubbles in the basin, and the sound of the stick cutting through the air was so scary that Lin Yuanze didn't even dare to ask what was in the basin. It smelled so good and there were so many bubbles.

I could only rub the clothes clumsily, picking up each piece and checking in the dim light to see if it was clean.

I can't see it clearly, but there are no big marks, so it should be clean.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuanze put down the piece in his hand and prepared to wash the next one. As a result, Lin Mumu took out a flashlight and shone it carefully.

Lin Yuanze worked hard to scrub the places where the mud balls hit him, and asked Lin Mumu to check with a flashlight to make sure that there were no marks left before changing to the next piece and continuing to scrub.

Lin Yuanze dared not speak out, and under the threat of a stick, he washed for over an hour, finally meeting Lin Mumu's requirements. When he breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to take the clothes out to dry, Lin Mumu asked him to pour water into the basin again.

The water was full, but Lin Mumu didn't move. He also asked Lin Yuanze not to move, and then broke the stick as thick as his arm in front of him.

"One more time, and your evil hands and legs will be like this. Next time, I won't give you any chance to make amends. It's better to have those mischievous hands."

Lin Yuanze picked up the stick that Lin Mumu had thrown on the ground tremblingly, checked the cross-section, and found no signs of it being split in advance, so he timidly replied, "I understand."

"There won't be a next time, I promise, I won't dare to do it again."

Bringing the wooden stick into the house, Lin Yuanze asked his stronger brother to try to break the stick.

Seeing his brother's face turn red, but the wooden stick didn't change at all, and thinking about how Lin Mumu had just broken the wooden stick more easily than he had broken chopsticks, the remaining rebellious emotion in Lin Yuanze's heart was soothed.

"You deserve it. Have you forgotten how she carried you around in circles last time? Don't you know how much you weigh and how tall she is? She was so small that she could throw you around, and you dared to mess with her clothes?"

Seeing the three red and swollen wounds on his brother's arm, Lin Yuanyu was speechless. He took out the medicated oil and applied it on him while educating this troublesome brother.

"She has no feelings for her parents who abandoned her, nor for us two brothers who haven't wanted to spend time with her in the past few years and who didn't care for her after we did. It's because she's young and can't leave home, otherwise, she wouldn't even be willing to do housework for money."

"What she told you before about selling her bike must be true. The bike she's riding now doesn't have a rear rack. Those new clothes she wore today must have been bought with the money from selling her bike."

Lin Yuanyu initially thought Lin Mumu had sold the bike because he didn't want to borrow it. Then he saw the bike Lin Mumu was riding. He clearly remembered his brother trying to stop Lin Mumu from taking the bike away, pulling the bike's rear rack. But the bike behind him didn't have that.

This proves that what Lin Mumu said about assembling the bicycle herself is very likely true, and that the fact that she sold the previous bicycle is also very likely true.

Furthermore, although Lin Mumu's dislike for the family wasn't obvious, she never hid it. When Ah Ze wanted to borrow her bicycle, she said no and meant it, without trying to find an excuse to sell it.

People simply don't bother to find reasons to lie to them.