Transmigrating into a Man's Wife: I Share the Pain with the Male Protagonist

Suddenly the lady's expression changed, and the look she cast on the two of them was full of contempt.

Lu Mingyun didn't know what Li Mofu said to the woman, but he still glanced at her, and the woman quickly lowered her eyes and looked away.

After Lu Mingyun hung his straw raincoat and hat where the big man said, he came to urge Li Mofu, "Let's go, or you'll catch a cold."

Li Mofu entered the house happily. The woman pointed in a direction and said, "The innermost room is empty. You two...sirs, please stay there for the night."

"Thank you." Lu Mingyun took out two taels of silver and handed it to the woman. This was given to him by Li Mofu in advance.

Then, the two of them went into the house, closed the door and went to sleep.

The woman's eyes, curious yet disdainful, were still fixed on the door. The big man came over and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"Shh!" the woman said softly, then tiptoed to the door of the innermost room to eavesdrop. There was no big movement inside.

The big man frowned and reached out to pull her back, then went back to his room and cursed, "What are you crazy about? If anyone finds out, I'll beat you to death. You can't miss out on such a fat sheep!"

"What do you know?" The woman glared at the big man. "I asked around, and it turns out that he was the young man who ran away with the Rabbit God. He must have a lot of money on him!"

"What's the point of asking this? It's really confusing. Do you think we'll let him go just because he's normal?" The big man rolled his eyes.

The woman snorted and raised her thick eyebrows. "Don't you see that rabbit statue? Although it's plain-looking, its skin is quite white and its small body has some meat on it! I remember that son of a certain family in town is a maniac. Let's keep him alive and sell him for a fortune."

"According to what you said, that young man is quite good-looking. Do you want to keep him too?" said the big man.

"You don't understand this. This Rabbit God has been of humble status since childhood and is a man who knows how to serve others. You can sell him for money and save trouble. But the young men from good families are not necessarily the same. They are very arrogant. Once they seize the opportunity to run away, we will all suffer!" There was a fierce flash in the woman's eyes.

The big man was still worried and thought that if he was going to kill them, he should kill them all together. "Why would he want those two pieces of silver? The money on this young man is enough for us to live comfortably for a long time."

"But we can't keep doing this. Have you forgotten? Our son is still waiting for money to marry a wife in town." The woman said, "It will cost money to marry a wife, buy a house in town, and even have grandchildren in the future! Of course, we can earn as much as we can. After all, you don't know how much money this young man has, right?"

The big man was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Then leave one alive."

In the other room, Li Mofu had already climbed into bed to sleep. Since it was snowing outside and he couldn't walk, and he wasn't that hungry, it was the best time to sleep.

"Give way a little, you've taken it all by yourself." Lu Mingyun frowned and pushed him.

Li Mofu was wearing thick clothes and only took off one coat when sleeping, so it was very difficult for him to move. "Just push me, push me in."

"..."

Lu Mingyun paused for a moment and did as he was told. He cleared the floor and lay down on the bed. Fatigue quickly washed over him. He closed his eyes and said, "Call me if you need anything."

"Okay, I'll let Maer call you." Li Mofu had already closed his eyes.

The snow fell intermittently all afternoon. In the evening, the woman cooked porridge with pickles and brought it to the house. "It's snowing so hard, there are no fields to farm and no chickens to lay eggs, so I had to cook the leftover rice and bring it to you."

After seeing the food the woman brought, Lu Mingyun didn't say anything. He just said, "Can you boil another pot of hot water for us?"

The woman smiled ingratiatingly, "Sure, sure."

Li Mofu blinked as he looked at the steaming rice and water mixture. Even the pickles were only a few pieces.

After the woman left, Li Mofu picked up his chopsticks and stirred the porridge. It was very thin, very thin. This was not a mixture of rice and water, but a mixture of water and rice.