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

"Oh." Li Mofu blew on the porridge twice, then picked up a small piece of pickles and started eating. It would be a waste not to eat it, as the money had already been paid.

After finishing his porridge in a few mouthfuls, Li Mofu climbed back onto the bed, muttering, "People are different, and the people we meet are also different. Those who can take us in in difficult times are all good people. The money we spend can be regarded as a bribe to get through, so that we can feel at ease."

"..."

Lu Mingyun drank his porridge while listening to his chatter, a smile on his face.

A quarter of an hour later, the woman brought a basin of hot water and Lu Mingyun gave her another ten cents. That was the last money he had left. If he wanted to spend more, he would have to ask Li Mofu for it.

The woman took the money and closed the door, but rolled her eyes. She was very dissatisfied that Lu Mingyun only gave her ten coins, so she hurried back to the room to find the big man, "I think that young man is really broke. The horse can't be killed, and the rabbit must be kept. He has to make a lot of money anyway."

"What's wrong?" The big man was eating and was very impatient. "That horse is hard to sell. How many families in this town can afford it? Keeping it at home requires a lot of trouble to take care of it. It's better to kill it and eat the meat."

The woman frowned. "I just went to bring them food and water, and the young master only gave him ten coins. He must have spent most of his money if he's so stingy!"

The big man thought for a moment and said, "Let's keep the horses for a few days and take them tonight. If they don't have enough money, we can take them to the next town and sell them."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, sat down next to the big man and whispered, "After this, we'll retire and live a down-to-earth life from now on."

The big man nodded.

At night, Li Mofu was too hungry to sleep. No matter how hard his life was before, he always had two pieces of bread to fill his stomach. But today, a bowl of porridge was hardly enough to satisfy his rumbling stomach.

"Lu Mingyun..." Li Mofu turned around and called the person sleeping next to him.

Lu Mingyun was also a genius. He could fall asleep even with such a small meal. But Li Mofu didn't care. He pushed Lu Mingyun's shoulder and called out softly, "Lu Mingyun, Lu Mingyun, Lu Mingyun!"

Seeing that Lu Mingyun ignored him, Li Mofu reached out to pinch Lu Mingyun's waist, "Lu Mingyun, I'm hungry!"

Lu Mingyun helplessly grabbed Li Mofu's hand and said with his eyes open, "Be patient."

"But I'm too hungry to sleep. How about you knock me out?" Li Mofu came very close and blinked pitifully.

"...What do you want?" Lu Mingyun asked in a low voice.

Li Mofu chuckled and said, "Let's go get some pancakes from the carriage and heat them up..."

Before Li Mofu could finish, Lu Mingyun suddenly covered his mouth with his hand and said, "Shh, don't make a sound."

Li Mofu immediately calmed down. He looked around and there was no obvious sound.

Until the door was pushed open with a creaky sound. A figure walked in, and another figure was hiding by the door, guarding it.

Li Mofu stared in surprise, thinking, is he being robbed?

At this moment, a cold light flashed, and the man who came in was carrying a knife.

Li Mofu panicked. This wasn't stealing, this was murder and robbery!

Just as Li Mofu was still panicking and wondering what to do, Lu Mingyun turned over and stood up. Soon the sound of him drawing his sword was heard. After a while, the figure who came in let out a short cry and fell to the ground.

"The boss!"

The woman waiting by the door rushed in in horror. In the darkness, she could only feel the big man's twitching body, smell the blood, and hear the big man's faint gasps.

"Murder! You murdered someone!!" The woman never expected this would be the outcome. They had done it so many times without any problems, so why this time?

"My boss and I have good intentions..."

"Swish"

Lu Mingyun didn't want to let her say any more. With one strike of his sword, the woman fell to the ground.

Li Mofu huddled in the corner with a confused look on his face. The smell of blood hit his nose and made him feel a little nauseous.

"Click, click"

Suddenly, a firelight lit up. Lu Mingyun lit the old oil lamp in the room. He turned around, holding the lamp, the flames flared in his face. "Let's go."