I was sold when I opened my eyes! My sick and disabled husband comforts me every night after he wake

Contrary to his usual behavior, he didn't close his eyes but stared at him intently.

She frowned slightly and quickly went to the bedside.

"Mo Ning, did I scare you?"

Mo Ning looked at the strange woman and said in a hoarse voice:

"You... should... leave!"

He spoke?

She was a little excited. "Mo Ning, you can speak now! You can finally speak? That's wonderful!"

Seeing her excited expression, Mo Ning felt a mix of emotions, and two more tears welled up in his eyes.

Lan Zhi picked up a tissue and gently wiped away his tears while softly comforting him.

"It's alright now. Did I scare you just now?"

Mo Ning blinked her deep-set eyes as she looked at her, a feeling of indescribable hatred welling up inside her.

Ever since they came to this village, people have often come to bully them, and their mother usually scares them away with a kitchen knife.

In the past two years, they have finally gained a foothold here, and fewer people have bullied them, but still no one is willing to talk to them, and they even avoid them like the plague.

Now, his mother has found him a wife, but his wife is being bullied.

Anyone who gets involved with him gets bullied, and he's powerless to do anything about it. No wonder people call him a useless person; he is a complete useless person. A person like him only drags others down with his life.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and growled in a low voice:

"Get lost! It's none of your business..."

He said get lost?

Does he dare tell her to get lost?

Lan Zhi, who had just begun to feel a little pity for him, suddenly became furious.

She stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at him.

“Mo Ning, don’t think that just because I took two hundred taels of silver from your family, you can insult me ​​at will. Let me tell you, I stayed to serve you because Aunt Mo almost knelt down and begged me. I only agreed to stay to serve you because I felt sorry for her. When Aunt Mo comes back, I will not stay for a penny... no, I will not stay for a moment longer.”

After leaving those words, she was about to turn and leave when she saw the bowl of porridge on the table. Reluctantly, she went over, picked up the bowl, and brought it to the bedside. Though unwilling, she still yelled.

"Have a meal……"

Unexpectedly, Mo Ning turned her face towards the inside of the bed, and she immediately felt a surge of anger.

"I don't want you to starve to death, and I don't want Aunt Mo to be sad when she comes back. Otherwise, I wouldn't bother feeding you. I've never served anyone in my life. If you don't want to eat, fine."

After she finished speaking, she noticed two lines of tears sliding down his cheeks.

She blinked hard a few times, her eyes filled with anger, and then she took the bowl of porridge and went out the door.

Sitting in the courtyard, looking at the bright moon in the sky, she suddenly regretted the harsh words she had just said to him.

He's been lying in bed like a dead man for five years now. His heart must be sensitive and fragile. He said those hateful things to her, probably to drive her away and then let her fend for herself while Aunt Mo is away!

Thinking of this, she breathed a sigh of relief, got up, pushed open the door, and went to the bedside, where she saw him staring at the ceiling.

She sat on the round stool by the bed, looking at his face, which was so thin it was almost unrecognizable, and said softly:

"I was too harsh with my words just now, I'm sorry!"

Her voice was very soft, and he burst into tears again. He mumbled incoherently:

"You... don't need to worry about me, let me starve to death..."

"No, Aunt Mo told me to take good care of you, so I must take good care of you. Otherwise, she will be sad when she comes back."

"She's not coming back."

Mo Ning's tone was filled with despair, and tears streamed down her face like broken beads.

She quickly took out tissues to wipe him clean, scolding him as she said:

"How could you curse your own mother? She said she would be back as soon as possible, at most two months..."

"I don't have an uncle..."

He interrupted her before she could finish speaking.

"I have no relatives left. She's lying to you. She'll never come back."

His words left her frozen in place.

After a long pause, she blinked hard a few times and asked, puzzled.

"Then why did she lie to me? She's your mother, doesn't she want to take care of you anymore?"

At this point, she shook her head vigorously in denial.

"That shouldn't be! There have always been only heartless children, not heartless parents. She wouldn't have abandoned you to a stranger like me without a reason, would she?"

Mo Ning closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again, gritting his teeth as he said:

"So you don't need to worry about me anymore, you can go! If possible, help me light a fire..."

The despair in his eyes startled her.

But at this moment, she was completely confused.

He said he didn't have an uncle, so why was Aunt Mo in such a hurry to find him a wife and then leave? Where did she go?

While she was still in a daze, he continued:

"I don't want to drag you down, please, please help me."

He turned to look at her, his eyes filled with a longing that frightened her.

She shook her head vigorously.

“I promised Aunt Mo I would take care of you for two months, and I will keep my promise. If she doesn’t come back by then, then we’ll have to do it.”

"She's not coming back. You're leaving me to fend for myself..."

His breathing became more and more rapid, and his voice sounded very weak.

She knew that he hadn't spoken for three years, and that he would get tired of talking if he suddenly spoke today.

She quickly and softly comforted him.

"Stop talking. Aunt Mo said you're very stubborn, but I'm even more stubborn than you. Since I promised Aunt Mo I'd take care of you for two months, you shouldn't have any inappropriate thoughts during those two months. I'll go get you some porridge now, you wait here."

After saying that, she stood up and walked lightly towards the door. Watching her back, Mo Ning closed her eyes slightly, feeling a mix of emotions.

How is he going to get through these two months?

A moment later, Lan Zhi brought in a bowl of porridge, but Mo Ning still resisted eating. She then reminded him...

"Mo Ning, if you really don't want to eat, I'll have to force it on you. You can't move anyway. If you don't want to make things too awkward for both of us, then eat your food."

Seeing that he was unmoved, she was just about to force-feed him when there was a series of urgent knocks on the door.

She gave a helpless, bitter smile and couldn't help but tease:

"Why is it that every time I try to make a move against you, someone comes to interrupt? This wedding night is really anything but peaceful!"

She was about to get up when he reminded her in a hoarse voice.

"Don't go out."

She tilted her head to look at him, and smiled, forcing a smile.

"Why don't you wait for the door to be smashed down? You wait here for me, I'll handle it."

After saying that, she turned and walked towards the door. He wanted to call her back with concern, but he didn't open his mouth.

The gate to this courtyard was already dilapidated. Even if she didn't go out, those people would force their way in just like the group from before.

However, he felt guilty for leaving her, a woman alone, to face these men who were lusting after her, but there was nothing he could do.

Except for his head and mouth, he couldn't move anywhere else; he couldn't even raise his hand to punch himself twice.

The anger that had been extinguished in his heart rose again.

He desperately wished he could stand up again, go out and beat those troublemakers to the ground, so they would never dare to come back again.

He longed to seek revenge on those who had hurt him and to take back everything that belonged to him.

But he couldn't do it. He couldn't even die, so how could he possibly stand up?

"what!"

He screamed desperately at the ceiling, but no one could hear him, because his screams were drowned out by the noisy arguments outside.

When Lan Zhi opened the courtyard gate and saw the villagers holding torches, she looked at the leader with a puzzled expression.

"Why are so many of you knocking on my door so late at night?"