house boy

4,

The door to the boy's room was unlocked.

The young master was at the front of the line, he stretched out his hand to push the door, and was the first to go in.

The boy's room was spotless. Although the quilt on the bed was thin, it was neatly folded.

Seeing the young master looking at the small bookshelf by the boy's window, the butler took the initiative to explain, "Zhou Zhou likes this shelf in the room the most on weekdays, and all the bookshelves are filled with his most beloved treasures."

Then the housekeeper pointed to the flower pot on it: "This is a small green plant that Zhou Zhou raised secretly. The forest ranger gave him a flower pot from his own house. He usually likes it very much, and he will get it every day." Sitting on the sun by the flower bed downstairs."

"And this, this is the trophy he won in the drawing competition in the third grade of elementary school."

The housekeeper couldn't help smiling while talking, and said, "Zhou Zhou is just like this, he is so stupid, no matter how hard he works on weekdays, he still can't get into the door. But fortunately, he still has the ability to draw and paint. talent, and painted portraits of all of us present."

The butler's tone was full of pride, as if what he was talking about was not a child who ran away from home at all, but an incomparably precious treasure.

The young master calmly picked up a booklet on the bookshelf, but the butler stretched out his hand to stop it, and said, "This booklet is never touched by anyone. It's his... secret."

But before he finished speaking, he saw that the young master had already untied the silk belt tied on it.

All the cards in the album suddenly fell to the ground with a "crash".

Everyone looked down.But they were all surprised to find that all the things that fell out of the album were pencil drawings of photos taken in various novel places that the young master sent home from abroad in each period.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the young master probably wouldn't even believe that he had sent so many photos to his family intermittently in the past ten years.

Each drawing is carefully sketched to be almost exactly the same as the young master in the photo.

The closer it is to the present time, the better the painting looks, and the brushwork is relatively more mature.

Everyone, including the butler, was stunned by this sudden sight.

Everyone stood there dumbfounded, seeing the young master standing among the scattered pictures on the ground, they were a little stunned.

The boy's secret picture album is the secret of almost everyone in the family.

Some people once teased the boy because of this, saying that this must be a love letter he wrote to the little girl he likes.

Every time they saw him blushing and running away shyly, everyone looked at each other tacitly and smiled.

However, for so many years, with love for the boy, everyone never thought of touching the little feelings he carefully cared for.

But everyone really never thought that the boy, a secret that had been hidden in their hearts for so many years, would be related to this young master who had never returned home for ten years!