The Woman From Hell



Facing the two big vats in the kitchen, I rubbed my forehead. Just how long would it take me to fill them up?

I could only just go on with it. If I angered the old hag, I would probably be whipped again.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

I started fetching water from the yard to the kitchen. I estimated that it would take me more than 30 trips to fill up the two large tanks.

There was obviously a faucet, so why did I have to fill them up like this? Perhaps she was just looking for trouble.

I was so tired that I slumped on the chair, but I had not even sat long when the old hag appeared again with her hands on her hips. Her attitude was domineering. "It's noon. Let's go cook. Prepare two food containers and send the food to the field for Frank and his father. Remember to pack in fish, meat, and vegetables."

Was she trying to drive me to the grave from exhaustion?

I raised my gaze to look at her but did not move for a long time. The old hag stared at me and urged, "Go on. Why are you still sitting there?"

"I'm tired. I can't get up." I lowered my eyes and kneaded my arms.

The old witch raised the whip in her hand and smiled sinisterly. "Can you get up now?"

Looking at her posture, I knew she was not joking.

Forget it. I just had to put up with it.

I gritted my teeth and stood up, slowly moving toward the kitchen. The old witch's voice came from behind me again. "Hurry up. Why are you dragging your feet?!"

After arriving at the kitchen, I struggled with the fish. I did not cook much at home before, so I was still ignorant of some of the processes.

It took me about an hour before I was done preparing the meal. I left some food at home, divided the rest into two portions, and put them in lunch boxes. Then, I took the lunch boxes out of the kitchen when the old hag came up to me. "You move so slow. Go and deliver them."

"Where?"

"Listen. I'll only say it once. Go out the gate and walk 30 meters, then turn left and you'll see a big tree. Turn right when you see the big tree..." I listened to her words drowsily and caught onto the last sentence. "If you can't find it, just ask someone. Everyone knows."

"Okay."

I went out with my things and followed the old witch's instructions. I asked a few more people before I reached the destination. I saw Frank and his father from a distance working in the field.

"It's time to eat," I yelled to them weakly.

Hearing my voice, Frank ran toward

me with a smile. Perhaps it was

because he often worked in the

fields, his skin was very tan and his teeth were very white. When he smiled, his teeth were particularly obvious.

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I could hear their exclamation when they opened their lunch boxes. "Wow, there's fish."

I sat at the side, wanting to rest for a while, but when I heard the sound of them eating, my stomach began to growl unbearably. By coincidence, Frank heard me. "You're hungry too. Do you want to eat some together?"

Seeing that there was only half of the fish left in his box, I waved my hand. "Forget it. There's still some at home. I'll go back and eat later."

"Okay." Frank probably noticed that I was a little disgusted, so he did not force me.

After sitting for a while, I stood up. "I'm going back."

"Okay, be careful on the road. We'll head back at night."

I did not respond to him and went back using the same route. As I walked, I thought about how I must put an end to this life as soon as possible.

Halfway through my walk, someone bumped into me. Unprepared, I fell to the ground, and the person's things scattered on the ground. She murmured while picking everything up. "This is bad, this is bad!

The voice was so familiar. I looked up...