The third uncle always wants to elope

Chenshi

With breakfast in hand, Yuexi walked to the door of the boy's room, knocked on the door halfway, but did not hear a response, and got a little angry on the round face, patted it hard a few times, and shouted loudly: "You Are you up?!"

There was still no movement in the room, Yue Xi curled her lips unhappily, and said just right, ready to take the meal back again.

As soon as he came back to his senses, he found that Huai Shuangshu was standing behind him, his eyebrows and eyes were a little deep.

Yuexi's face was a little embarrassed for a moment, she blushed, and Nuonuo called out, "Master."

Huai Shuangshu rarely responded, glanced at the breakfast in her hand, and said softly, "Why don't you just open it?"

"We are different between men and women, master." Yuexi muttered in a low voice.

How could Huai Shuangshu fail to understand the reluctance on her face, "I'll let someone else give it to me tomorrow."

"Master, it's not!" Yue Xi just wanted to defend, but he seemed a little angry between his brows, swallowed all his words, and apologized obediently, "I'm sorry."

Huai Shuangshu touched her head, "He is not a bad person."

"He is inconvenient, so he can be sent directly to the house in the future, and you can talk to me if you have any questions."

"Okay, master." Yue Xi nodded her head twice more like a little chicken pecking at rice.

"Don't do this again in the future, let's get along well." Huai Shuangshu withdrew his hand.He took the tray in her hand.

Yuexi hurriedly said: "Yes, Master!"

"go in."

Huai Shuangshu slowly pushed the door open. The light in the room was very dim, and he could barely see the old furnishings in the room. The movement of the two of them did not disturb the person on the bed. He still maintained the posture of last night, with his eyes wide open. , with bloodshot inside, but no fatigue, it looks like he didn't sleep all night, so he kept lying in this position all night.

Seeing him like this, Yuexi was a little angry again, puffed her face and said angrily: "What, why didn't you come to open the door when you were awake?"

Huai Shuangshu put the breakfast on the square table, which was not ready yet.

The young man who was still like a dead body on the bed just now smelled the smell of food, and immediately sat upright, probably because of a wound on his body, the young man froze, slowed down, and ran to the table barefoot, grabbing The food at the table began to gobble up.

The sudden movement startled Yuexi again, and she took a few steps back to stabilize her figure.

Once he stood up, he was about to get angry and thought of the way Huai Shuangshu looked at her in the morning, so he held back his words and didn't dare to speak.

Huai Shuangshu quietly watched his movements, took out a ruler from his arms in a moment, and hit the back of the boy's hand that was swallowing.

In fact, compared to the burning pain on his body, the strength of the ruler seemed to be tickling, but for some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and the movement of the boy's hands slowly stopped.

As if sensing his cooperation, the smile on the corner of Huai Shuangshu's mouth deepened, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped his hands, took the medicine bottle, changed the medicine again, and then handed him a pair bamboo chopsticks.

The young man took it with both hands, holding one in each hand, holding it up in front of his eyes and looking around curiously.

Thinking that it was getting late, and there were still a group of students waiting for him to teach in the school, Huai Shuangshu stood up, ready to get up and leave.

"Yuexi, come and teach him."

Before Yuexi could complain, the boy had already thrown the bamboo chopsticks in a huge reaction, shaking his head quickly, with a face full of reluctance.

Huai Shuangshu finally saw that he had a little reaction, and stopped the movement of getting up, and sat back on the chair again.

Little girls have a good face. Seeing the boy's reaction, Yuexi glared at him angrily, "I haven't said I don't want to, you stupid, I don't know when and what month I learned What a waste of my time and energy!"

The boy didn't refute, but still shook his head with a wooden face.

On the contrary, Huai Shuangshu was afraid of shaking his head and pressed the top of his head, so the boy stopped his movements.

"Yuexi, you go to the school and let them review first, and I will go there after."

"Master!" Yuexi's voice was a little loud, and she shouted heavily, her eyes seemed to be burning with flames, annoyed that Huai Shuangshu had indulged him too much.

"Good." Huai Shuangshu comforted her.

"idiot!"

Hearing the perfunctory words in Huai Shuangshu's words, Yuexi felt aggrieved and yelled at the boy, then her eyes turned red and she ran out with sobs.

The boy still looked dull, his jet-black eyes were like black pearls that had lost their color.

Huai Shuangshu took a pair of clean chopsticks for the boy again and handed them to him.

The boy obediently took them one by one.

Huai Shuangshu: "Close."

The boy put his hands together and put the chopsticks together.

Huai Shuangshu smiled amused by his rigid and serious appearance, stretched out his fingertips, and slowly wrapped it around the boy's right hand, the back of the hand under the palm was very warm, and the palm was hot.

Huai Shuangshu was puzzled, touched the boy's forehead, and found that it was also surprisingly hot, he was startled, and murmured: "Could it be a fever?"

Wanting to see the wound on the boy's body, but seeing the hunger and urgency in those eyes, Huai Shuangshu could only sigh in his heart, and held his hand again.

Seeing Huai Shuangshu's slender fingertips wrapped around his smaller hand, the boy suddenly felt a little weird.

"The middle finger is here, and the index finger is on it..." Huai Shuangshu's gentle voice rang in his ears, interrupting the boy's train of thought.

The two got very close, and the young man smelled the familiar fragrance of plum on Huai Shuangshu's body again, took two deep breaths, and was distracted by the exquisite food on the table for a moment.

After working for a long time, the young man was finally able to hold the chopsticks slowly. Although he only knew the general idea, he could barely pick up some simple things anyway.

"That's right, quite aura." There was a smile in Huai Shuangshu's eyes, and the mole of tears was looming under the eyelids, making this warm and jade-like face a little more coquettish.

"Okay, you can eat."

The young man was delighted, he dropped the chopsticks in his hand and wanted to grab the plate, Huai Shuangshu slowly took out the ruler and struck again, the young man saw it in his heart, then withdrew his hand, picked up the chopsticks and began to clumsily hold meals.

"Do you like to eat steamed buns?"

Huai Shuangshu propped his head lazily, watching the several big white steamed buns on the plate in front of him being quickly finished by the young man, with a little interest in his eyes.

The young man paused in his hand, and nodded slowly for a moment.

Huai Shuangshu: "It's easy to feed."

The young man moved very quickly, and quickly cleared everything on the table. Although his eating was not very elegant, it was better than last night when he was like a hungry wolf preying on food. At least he didn't make a mess of the table.

Huai Shuangshu's brows and eyes are warm, and the crown belt behind his hair is blown on the side of his face by the wind, making him more refined and refined.

"Wipe your mouth." Huai Shuangshu handed him the handkerchief on the table.

The boy was full of food and drink, and his movements became more and more obedient. He obediently took it and wiped it on his mouth a few times indiscriminately.

Huai Shuangshu: "Are you full?"

Actually not

The young man felt that his stomach was still empty, and he was about to shake his head, but when he saw the smile on Huai Shuangshu's face, he couldn't help but stop his movements.

Seeing his hesitation, Huai Shuangshu smiled helplessly, then took out some snacks from his sleeve and handed them to him.

The boy gulped it down, staring at the sleeves with the double books in his eyes.

He found that there were countless good things on Huai Shuangshu's body...

Huai Shuangshu was amused by his deer-like eyes and chuckled again. The ruler tapped the boy's forehead lightly, and there was a pampering that the boy didn't realize, "It's gone."

"Okay, let's rest."

Huai Shuangshu stood up and picked up the dishes on the table.

The boy also stood up, walked to the edge of the bed and lay down straight on it, like a dead fish with a white belly.

"Close your eyes."

Huai Shuangshu didn't even raise his head, but he seemed to be able to perceive all the movements of the young man.

Hearing this, Wu Tomqing closed his eyes tightly, wondering if he was really preparing to fall asleep.

After packing up the dishes and chopsticks, he walked out the door. As soon as his footsteps crossed the threshold, the rotten door on the ground returned to its original state.

In the room, the young man who had left with double books in his arms was about to open his eyes, but found that his eyelids were heavy as if he had been lifted by a heavy weight. After a while, sleepiness slowly hit him. This young man who had never had a good night's sleep since he could remember finally You can also taste the taste of dreaming back to Duke Zhou.

Huai Shuangshu put the collected bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen, and before going out, a boy who looked similar to him walked in.

This young man was dressed in the same attire, if it wasn't for the childishness on his face and the innocence in his eyes, He Huai Shuangshu would look like the same person.

The boy's eyes were full of curiosity, "Brother, I heard you picked up another child?"

Huai Shuangshu responded lightly: "En."

"Fang's family can be destroyed with him..." Looking at Huai Shuangshu's face, the young man hesitated to speak.

Huai Shuangshu didn't say yes or no, after a while, he said calmly: "It's just a student I just accepted."

The boy's eyes moved, he was born intelligent, and he could guess the meaning hidden in his brother's words as soon as he saw the appearance of holding double books.

The boy asked: "May I go and see..."

"No." Huai Shuangshu lightly hooked the corners of his lips, interrupted his words directly, passed by him, and walked outside the house.

The young man hurriedly caught up with him, and asked eagerly, "Why not?"

"He's afraid of strangers." There was a smile in Huai Shuangshu's voice.

"I'm not a stranger, anyway, I'll be his wife in the future." The young man pestered him beside him.

"You memorized the Tao Te Ching first, then talk about it," Huai Shuangshu said with a bit of narrowness.

The boy's cheeks pricked up, and he said angrily, "You're making fun of me again."

"You don't have to play tricks on weekdays, this book has already been memorized." Huai Shuangshu's old mother became addicted to nagging, and whispered a few words beside her.

The boy covered his ears instantly, and ran away, shouting as he ran, "I won't listen, I won't listen! Mother doesn't talk as much as you!"

Huai Shuangshu shook his head with a smile behind his back, turned around and walked towards the school.

...

Child

"Qianjimen has received the news and is rushing down the mountain."

"I have already had someone forge the body of Young Master Gu Sanqing, and threw it in Fang's house."

"There are more than 150 people in Fangfu, and there are only two survivors left, one is the guard who looks after the kennel, and the other is his mother."

Huai Shuangshu sat on the armchair, pinched the tea cover with her fingertips, and blew on the floating tea leaves.

"There's still one alive."

Xiaoqiu was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't react.

Huai Shuangshu took a sip of tea and put the tea bowl on the table.

"Fang Shaoqian."

"Master, forgive me!"

Xiao Qiu's complexion changed instantly, and she knelt down on the ground, filled with regret in her heart, that she even forgot that there was the most important young master of the Fang family.

Huai Shuangshu was always smiling, sitting lazily on the chair, and said kindly, "Find him."

"Then what?" Xiao Qiu didn't understand his intention.

Huai Shuangshu didn't open his mouth, and tapped his index finger on the table. The room was instantly quiet and depressing. After a while, a smile appeared on his face hidden in the darkness.

"...kill him."

A gust of wind blew outside the window, and the open windows and doors squeaked, and Xiaoqiu, who was kneeling on the ground, felt a shudder inexplicably.