Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

"Sir, the children and I have done nothing wrong to you. Did you misunderstand something? Can you please tell me? I sincerely want to spend my whole life with you."

Lu Yi raised the corner of his lips and glanced at her weak, crying face. "Guo Fuyue, it's not a misunderstanding. I suddenly thought it through. With my status, why should I suffer here with you?"

Guo Fuyue's eyes were panicked for a moment, "Sir!"

Lu Yi continued, "Your poor health is hindering your ability to have children, and I have to support those heartless little bastards? They treat me like an enemy, not to mention providing for my old age and seeing me to the end of my life."

"Sir, that's not the case! They're just angry with you. They respect you in their hearts. Don't..."

Lu Yi interrupted her and said coldly, "Respect? I think they only respect you. All the money for the family is earned by me. I used to be willing to spend it on you, but now I don't."

"Sir, you misunderstood!" Guo Fuyue breathed rapidly, her mouth opened, her eyes filled with tears again, and she kept shaking her head in an attempt to save something.

How could this be possible?! She had clearly already got this guy under her thumb, but how could he suddenly become like before… no, even colder and harder than when they first met? What should she do?

Lu Yi ate the roast chicken with relish, then took the medicine bag from Tong Ren Tang and boiled a bowl of medicine for himself, then drank it while pinching his nose. The original owner was indeed in poor health and needed some supplements.

Early in the morning, Lu Yi opened the yard door. This time, the three children huddled together and looked at him with gentle eyes.

Lu Qian called out weakly, "Dad, get up now. We know we were wrong and will definitely be obedient. We will do everything from washing dishes to sweeping the floor."

"Dad, is there anything for breakfast?"

Lu Li didn't say anything, but looked over, as if expecting Lu Yi's forgiveness.

They were born knowing how to win the hearts of others with their cute and well-behaved appearance. As for why they treated the original owner in that way, Lu Yi thought that it might be inseparable from Guo Fuyue's subtle influence, and they also wanted to find a place to release their nature.

"Yes, you guys feed the chickens and sweep the yard. You all know the housework I usually do at home. From now on, it will be your job. If you don't do it, you won't have food to eat or a bed to sleep in. Think about it yourself."

The triplets seemed to have changed their temperament. They did whatever Lu Yi said, as if she was an unforgivable evildoer and they were weak children who were bullied.

Very good, satisfaction appeared in Lu Yi's eyes.

He went back to the house and brought out the black-flour steamed bread, scooped a bowl of white flour, and picked a few green onions.

The solid dumpling soup was ready. The people sitting at the table were drooling at the sight, but Lu Yi turned a deaf ear and brought the black steamed buns in front of them.

"I checked it. I'll do it that way from now on. Eat it."

The triplets suppressed the urge to overturn the table and throw the bowls. The light red streaks on their bodies reminded them that the man in front of them was strong and healthy.

They can't escape for the time being, so they can only endure!

There were four steamed buns in the bowl, and the triplets found it difficult to swallow them, as if what they were chewing in their cheeks was not food but poison.

Especially Lu Yang, he was choking so hard that tears came out, and his eyes were glued to Lu Yi's bowl of white noodles.

Seeing that Lu Yi had only half of the dumpling soup in his bowl, Lu Yang pursed his lips and said softly, "Dad, my elder brother and second sister and I have been a little naughty recently and made you angry. I really know I was wrong."

"Yeah." Lu Yi raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then continued chewing the white flour dumplings.

Lu Yang frowned slightly and said in a long voice, "Dad, the black-faced steamed bread is too hard to chew. I can't swallow it because my throat is too narrow."

"Can't swallow it? Then don't swallow it. Don't make it hard on yourself. Remember to wash the dishes." Lu Yi wiped his mouth and prepared to go to work in town.

The people at the table looked at each other in bewilderment. They didn't expect that Lu Yi wouldn't even fall for this trick. Could it be that they were getting more and more excessive and really pissed him off?

The triplets and Guo Fuyue lowered their eyes and began to think of new ways to control Lu Yi.

In the evening, Lu Yi returned home carrying a pig's trotter and a roast chicken. He had gone there so many times that the owner of the roast chicken shop packed up the chicken before Lu Yi could finish speaking.

He saw the triplets and Guo Fuyue waiting at the door from a distance, and took a few steps forward to greet them.

It's rare.

"Sir, you must be tired after working all afternoon. Come in and I'll get you a glass of water."

"I'll pour it for Dad!" Lu Qian jumped into the house. Lu Li and Lu Yang came over and talked and laughed around Lu Yi.

Lu Yi remained unmoved, feeling that these three children were truly resilient. If the original owner who raised them personally had been treated like this, he might have really softened his heart.

Lu Yi locked the pig's trotters in the cupboard, sat at the table and started gnawing on the roast chicken.

The third one, this is the third roast chicken! Lu Yang muttered to himself, and came forward to ask for credit: "Dad, we washed the dishes very cleanly today, can we not sleep outside?"

Lu Yi tore off a piece of oil paper and put the chicken head and neck on it. The neck was about as long as a thumb.

"Which room will you sleep in tonight? Who will wash the dishes?"

The triplets looked at the small room, curled their lips, and before they could protest, they heard Lu Yi's question.

The chicken neck was clearly placed on the table. Coupled with Lu Yi's question, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva and looked at each other. Lu Li moved forward and said, "It's me."

Lu Yi pushed the oil paper and said, "This is yours."

After all, it was meat. Lu Li clenched his fists and didn't say no. He reached out to grab the chicken's neck when Guo Fuyue moved.

She came over and embraced Lu Li, patted his head, and said to Lu Yi, "Sir, I don't want to eat. Can you give some more for the children? They have been feeding the chickens and washing dishes today, and their hands are red."

Lu Yi had just pulled off the chicken leg with his right hand. He glanced at her after hearing the words, and stretched out his right hand towards the piece of oil paper. The triplets and Guo Fuyue also started breathing excitedly.

This excitement came to an abrupt end when Lu Yi pulled the duck neck back in front of him.

"Official?"

"My duck neck." Lu Li shouted subconsciously. He hadn't eaten meat for three days.

"Bargaining. Are you the one who makes the decisions at home, or am I? I didn't say you had a share in it."

Lu Yi continued to eat the roast chicken without any psychological burden. It was them who were jealous.

Guo Fuyue's face was a little embarrassed. She slowly said, "Li'er, it's all my fault for being too talkative. I caused you..."

"Don't blame mother!"

Before Guo Fuyue could finish her self-blaming words, Lu Li and Lu Yang spoke up at the same time, and Lu Qian nodded frantically, fearing that Guo Fuyue would blame herself too much and become depressed.

Guo Fuyue entered the kitchen and searched around, only to find that the white flour, pig's trotters and eggs were all locked in the cupboard. She didn't have the key, so she had to roll up her sleeves and use the bag of black flour in the corner to make a bowl of strange-shaped black-flour steamed buns.

Lu Yi didn't stop her. She locked up the better things, and the only things left were the rations that the original owner had made for herself.

For example, the rough and irritating black noodles, and the stale sweet potatoes sold at a discount in the grain store, some of which are even hairy.

Even the beggars from the Beggar Gang who are doing well on the street might not even look down on these things, so Lu Yi simply didn't touch them.

Early in the morning, after Lu Yi washed up, he lit a fire and made three thick white flour cakes.

Lu Qian saw that there were no black-faced steamed bread on the table. She breathed a sigh of relief at first, but then she saw that Lu Yi had no intention of sharing the bread. Her face suddenly wrinkled and she asked in a dissatisfied voice, "Dad, what are we going to eat in the morning?"

She curled her lips and added, "I'll eat anything else, but not steamed bread. It's too disgusting."