After falling into the trap, he can't escape

Qu Zonghe, who was walking in front, stopped and ordered without looking back: "Uncle Xu, arrange a servant's room for him."

There was a penetrating chill in the words.

Uncle Xu collected his expression, suppressed his doubts in his heart, and replied respectfully: "Good young master."

Bai Ke looked at the old grandfather in front of him, and spoke timidly.

"Grandpa, hello, I'm here to take care of the young master."

Xu Bozheng was shocked that Master Bai Ke was not dead, but Master Bai Ke didn't seem to know him.

Not only that, but from what the young master said just now, the relationship between him and the young master seems to be different from before.

Xu Bo was a little puzzled.

He carefully observed the young man in front of him, and felt that his temperament had also changed, as if he had changed.

Out of politeness, he still asked, "What's your name?"

Bai Ke replied softly, "My name is Bai Ke."

Bai Ke, Bai Ke, the shock in Xu Bo's eyes was undisguised, it turned out that it was really not Bai Ke.

But they look so similar, even their names are so similar, could they be twins?

Uncle Xu quickly agreed with his conjecture, no wonder he didn't know him, and his relationship with the young master wasn't that close.

Xu Bo knew that Master Bai Ke's death had always been a thorn in his heart, and perhaps he brought his brother home out of guilt.

I just don't know why I haven't heard from Master Bai Ke that he has a younger brother before.

However, these are family affairs, and it is not easy for him to explore them.

After figuring it out, his attitude became kind: "This name sounds really nice, you can just call me Uncle Xu from now on, come with me."

When his name was praised, Bai Ke laughed so hard that he frowned, and replied softly, "Thank you Uncle Xu."

He also likes his name.

Brother Yan Yi said that his previous name was not very nice, so he gave him another name.

Seeing that he was well-behaved, Uncle Xu liked him a little, even though the young master ordered him to find a servant's room, he also found the best one for him.

"You can live in this room. The young master didn't give you any errands, so you can follow me tomorrow. You can't go to the young master's room, you can do anything else."

Bai Ke followed Uncle Xu, obediently like a schoolboy: "Okay, thank you Grandpa."

Uncle Xu patted his thin shoulder and comforted him: "From now on, you can just call me Uncle Xu. You don't have to be too nervous. The work at home is very easy. I will show you around tomorrow."

Bai Ke raised his head, looked at the kind old grandpa in front of him with wet eyes, and said very sincerely, "I'm not nervous."

He could feel that the old man in front of him was a good man.

Looking at his innocent eyes, Uncle Xu smiled: "It's good not to be nervous, it's getting late today, you should clean up and get ready to rest."

Bai Ke nodded.

After watching Uncle Xu leave, Bai Ke looked at the room carefully.

It's not as big as the room that brother Yan Yi gave him, and it's not as beautiful, but for Bai Ke who grew up in an orphanage, he is already very satisfied.

He is not greedy at all.

People who grow up in harsh environments are often like weeds, with strong adaptability.

Although it was a new environment, Bai Ke fell asleep in bed within a few minutes.

A night without dreams.

The next day, Bai Ke woke up slowly. He didn't have the habit of staying in bed, and he got up as soon as he woke up.

Walking out of the room, I ran into Uncle Xu who just got up.

Uncle Xu beat his arms and shoulders as he walked, lamenting that he was indeed an old man, and he felt little.

In a blink of an eye, he saw Bai Ke standing in front of him.

???

"How did Xiao Ke get up?"

Don't young people generally get up very late?Like his grandson, he doesn't get up until noon.

Bai Ke was dressed neatly, and stood upright with her mouth pursed, looking like she was ready for battle.

"I'll get up and make breakfast for brother Zonghe."

Uncle Xu was taken aback, and then kindly explained to him: "Master's breakfast is prepared by a special person, Xiao Ke doesn't need to do it."

Bai Ke opened his big eyes and said innocently: "He agreed yesterday."

The young master agreed yesterday?Uncle Xu felt a little unbelievable, he watched the young master grow up, he was good at everything, but his cold personality and picky eaters bothered him the most.

But seeing that his eyes were clear and did not seem to be lying, I had no choice but to persuade him: "Even if you want to make breakfast for the young master, you don't need to wake up so early and go back to sleep, you can wake up at seven, and the young master starts eating at seven forty. "

It was only six o'clock, the sky had just been polished, and only old people like him would get up for a walk when they couldn't fall asleep.

Bai Ke frowned in confusion: "But I've had enough sleep." When she went back to sleep, she also lay on the bed with her eyes open.

Uncle Xu felt cute when he saw his tangled appearance, and stroked the top of his hair: "Then let's go for a walk with my old man."

An old man and a young man strolled slowly in the huge villa, and the two chatted occasionally, but Bai didn't talk much, it was almost Xu Bo who asked him a question and he answered him.

After they came back, it was already more than half an hour later, and someone was already busy in the kitchen.

Bai Ke stood at the door, hesitant to speak.

That person looks so tall and strong, I don't know if he is fierce or not.

In the end, Uncle Xu couldn't stand it any longer, and went over to help him and said, "Xiao Chen, from now on, Xiao Ke will cook the young master's three meals, and you will pay according to your salary."

Xiao Chen took money to do things, and he would do what the master told him to do, so he readily agreed.

After Xiao Chen and Xu Bo left the kitchen, Bai Ke looked at the things prepared on the chopping board and slowly packed them up.

Bai Ke, who worked hard, lost the inferiority and cowardice in his eyes. He was full of energy, like an artist completing his most proud work.