He is cold and distant

"I haven't heard about that woman outside since then." Steward Mu had secretly sighed at the time that the fate of that person was really not good.

"Besides this, are there any other places where conflicts occurred?" Mu Yuanzhu always felt that he would find something useful.

"After that, Mrs. Bian will be picky about your words and deeds..." Steward Mu seemed to sigh, "Master Bian and Mrs. Bian will occasionally have some small conflicts."

"But most of the time, they talk behind closed doors." Butler Mu continued, "It's not as intense as last time."

Mu Yuanzhu pondered, he was thinking, the content of the quarrel between the master of the Bian family and the wife of the Bian family was because of his mother or Bian Fanxu's mother?

Among them... Is Bian Fanxu's mother an insider of these things, or is she playing some other role?

"Okay, I see." Mu Yuanzhu thought, maybe he could get some more useful information from Bian Fanxu, "Mu Butler, you should go to bed early, and don't be too tired from work."

Between Mu Yuanzhu's words, he told Steward Mu.

"I understand what you mean." Butler Mu listened to the persuasion in his words, but he didn't listen to the persuasion in his actions, "Don't worry too much about my health, you should go back early."

Mu Yuanzhu knew it was useless to talk too much, so he stopped trying to persuade Butler Mu, but when he turned around and walked out the door, he made a decision in his heart:

He will have to spare some time to watch Steward Mu in the future, otherwise, his physical condition may develop worse if this continues.

Although there is no cure, he thought that he could still let Steward Mu spend his old age peacefully.

Such an elder who has been with him and protected him since he grew up, no matter what, he can't bear to see him keep busy.

At the same time, Bian Zimo just came out of the bathroom, and he casually wiped the water droplets from his hair with a towel.

Walking to the table, he picked up the phone and glanced at it. There was an unread message on it:

Mo, what gift do you want for your birthday?Tell me, I will prepare it for you in advance.

Looking at the familiar address, Bian Zimo knew that the person who sent the message was Lang Mingfeng.

He walked to the window, and the two half windows were fully opened, allowing the evening wind to blow in. Now this month, the weather is neither hot nor cold, and the fresh and gentle air makes people feel cool and relaxed.

Bian Zimo looked up at the radiant moon in the sky, with the corners of his mouth slightly upward, typed a few words on his mobile phone, and replied to Lang Mingfeng:

I look at the moon in the sky, and I love it.

It's been a long time since the message was sent, but no one replied, and Bian Zimo didn't think it was strange. After all, he just said this kind of thing casually for fun.

That night, the moonlight was very bright and the night breeze was soft, but everyone fell into a different dreamland.

The next day, as the sky gradually became brighter, some scattered light shone from outside to inside the house, and the person on the bed had already opened clear and slightly dazed eyes.

After dressing and washing, Bian Zimo went downstairs.

Stepping to stay in the living room, he heard Mu Yuanzhu and Bian Fanxu seem to be talking about something.

Bian Zimo didn't have the habit of eavesdropping on other people's speech, so he sat directly on the sofa in the living room without disturbing them.

"Fanxu, did your mother know any good friends before, or anyone who kindly helped your mother?" Mu Yuanzhu asked Bian Fanxu.

"Yuanzhu, you asked about my mother..." Bian Fanxu didn't quite understand what Mu Yuanzhu's intention was, "Is there any problem?"

"Curiosity." Mu Yuanzhu didn't know how to tell Bian Fanxu about the things about his original family, "But it might have something to do with me."

"It's related to you?" Bian Fanxu's words sounded a little disbelieving, he couldn't remember what kind of relationship his mother had with Mu Yuanzhu?

"To be precise, it's related to my family." Mu Yuanzhu said again.

"Your family?" Bian Fanxu was a little confused after hearing Mu Yuanzhu's words, "Could it be that your father and mother knew my mother before?"

"No." Mu Yuanzhu didn't want to express this meaning, "I mean, your mother probably knew some things about my family back then."

"Then what do you want to ask?" Bian Fanxu felt that the relationship seemed a bit messy.

"Your mother, do you know the place where you go to work?" Mu Yuanzhu asked Bian Fanxu directly.

"Working place?" Bian Fanxu scratched his head, "My mother has worked as a casual worker, and she has never done much work as a long-term worker."

Because his mother had to take care of him and work at the same time, working as a long-term worker was not too free for his mother in terms of time, and the salary was too fixed.

So his mother, relatively speaking, did more casual work.

"That is to say, you're not sure where your mother works?" Mu Yuanzhu asked Bian Fanxu.

"Yes, most of the time my mother doesn't have a fixed place of work." Bian Fanxu replied to Mu Yuanzhu's words.

"Is there a place that I often go to?" Mu Yuanzhu thought, Bian Fanxu's mother had a child to raise at that time, and Bian's wife cut off her way again.

The only person who can support their mother and child is the master of the Bian family.

"Yes, yes." Bian Fanxu answered truthfully, and Mu Yuanzhu asked, "But there are several."

"Which ones are they?" Mu Yuanzhu then asked Bian Fanxu.

"The Zhou family, the Fang family, and the Liu family." Bian Fanxu thought about it seriously, "There is also the He family."

"Then, do you know which of these masters is better?" Mu Yuanzhu still needs to filter the information before it can be useful to him.

"The Zhou family only accepts white workers, no late work." Bian Fanxu said in detail: "So my mother can relieve fatigue at night."

"As long as the Fang family works late, they have to arrive at the workplace at six o'clock every night." Bian Fanxu continued: "But when my mother comes back in the morning, she will bring some small gifts back."

"The Liu family only works eight hours a day, and you can choose the day and night shifts yourself." Bian Fanxu continued: "But the salary for the evening shift is relatively higher."

"The He family only accepts hourly workers. As long as the work is meticulous and up to standard, the salary is not bad." Bian Fanxu finished the last one.

"Is there any place for comparison?" Mu Yuanzhu frowned slightly, and what Bian Fanxu said seemed to be not much different.

Except for the Fang family, some small gifts will be given out, but maybe, the owner of that family, behaves a little more kindly?

"Yes!" Bian Fanxu patted his head, and suddenly remembered his mother, who was in a bad mood one day.

In fact, his mother is a very gentle person, otherwise she would not have come to Bian's house on her own initiative once.

As for the news Mrs. Bian learned, it has nothing to do with Bian Fanxu's mother, because she has always done her duty and stayed where she should be.

He has never been ostentatious in his work, and he is not in the business of buying expensive clothes, so he has been able to keep in private without any trouble, and communicate with the master of the Bian family.

But I don't know, because it triggered the place that shouldn't be touched, and the stone fell into the water, causing a big wave.

"One day, my mother was very emotionally unstable." Bian Fanxu recalled the scene at that time, "I remember that I was only five years old at that time, and my mother was going to work late that day."

"But that night, my mother only went for an hour and came back." Bian Fanxu continued: "And she took a lot of delicious things in her hand."

"The wrapping paper on the outside is very delicate. When I saw the food inside, I wanted to take it apart and eat it." Bian Fanxu continued: "But my mother stopped me and put the things out of my reach. While telling me, these things can’t be eaten.”

"I was hungry at the time, so I kept quarreling with my mother, because she always cared about me, and I thought it would be fine to cry and quarrel."

"But my mother was indifferent this time, and even wanted to reach out and hit me, but in the end she was not willing to do it."

"Then my mother hugged me at that time and cried together." Bian Fanxu said something funny, and smiled, "But I don't know why my mother was like that at that time."

"Your mother, where did you go to work that night?" Mu Yuanzhu began to think, could someone be hiding here?

"Fang's family." Bian Fanxu returned, Mu Yuanzhu said, "Because my mother would bring back some delicious or interesting things from there from time to time."

"That's why I wanted to eat the contents that day." Bian Fanxu continued.

"Your mother, what did you say to you at that time, do you still remember?" Mu Yuanzhu wanted to make a more accurate judgment on the information.

"I only remember some bits and pieces." Bian Fanxu was still young at the time, so he didn't remember everything, "My mother said at the time that those things were not given for free, but that she had to hand over her own things in exchange for of."

"She also said that those things were only donated to others by that wealthy family." Bian Fanxu continued: "At that time, my mother warned me very seriously."

"No matter how good things are given by others, you can't take them." Bian Fanxu continued: "Because once you accept them, you will be no different from a beggar."

"At that time, I didn't understand my mother's words. Now that I think about it, I understand a little bit, but I still feel a little puzzled." Bian Fanxu scratched his head, "It's because she has accepted it many times before, why is it that only that Time, a sudden change?"

Bian Zimo was sitting on the sofa, flipping through the morning newspaper that Butler Kun bought and ordered every day, and he had almost finished browsing the content of the recent issues.

Putting down the newspaper, he looked at the time, and then looked out. The two people who were still talking, it has been almost half an hour since he went downstairs.

Recently, his temper has become more and more lazy, but at this point in time, it's better to have breakfast first.

"Butler Kun, go and call those two people." Bian Zimo got up and walked to the dining table.

Butler Kun had already prepared breakfast on the dining table when he saw Bian Zimo coming down.