house boy

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The meal was very quiet, no one mentioned the aggressive girl who came and went aggressively again, all the young master's favorite dishes were placed on the dinner plate, delicate and nutritious, it seemed to whet the appetite.

In the evening, the boy strolled alone in the yard.During dinner, he especially wanted to ask anyone about the relationship between the girl and the young master.But everyone seemed to have made an agreement, and they avoided the topic in three or two times, unwilling to tell him anything.

The boy was a little depressed, holding a small green plant in the yard to bask in the moon.

The boy looked at it, as if he was talking to himself: "What should I do? The mistress is here. Will the young master kick me out soon?"

But before the boy was sad for a long time, the young lady who helped the kitchen ran towards him a little out of breath.

She said: "Oh, Zhou Zhou, why did you come here? I have been looking for it for a long time... Hurry up and deliver fruit tea to the young master. I just found out that it has been in the kitchen and has not been taken away. How dare you Have you forgotten too?"

The young master got into the habit of drinking something before going to bed. At first it was coffee, but later it was said that it was easy to hurt the stomach, so the boy decided to change it to fruit tea.A cup before going to bed every night, it is warm, and you will fall asleep after drinking it.

In the past, this job was actually done by the little sister who helped the cook. The boy once thought that he would take this opportunity to get closer to the young master, but since that oolong, the boy never dared to take the initiative to do this job again. work.

But even so, I don't know when it started, every weekend, as long as the boy was at home, the job of delivering tea to the young master fell on his shoulders unknowingly and inexplicably.

The boy was pushed and dragged to the kitchen by the young lady, and a white porcelain plate with exquisite flowers was brought from the counter and handed to him.

The young lady muttered and complained: "Oh, really, if it wasn't for the young master's strict instructions, I wouldn't have traveled so far to find you, just to give you a pot of tea..."

The boy snorted in his heart, and the hand holding the plate suddenly trembled. He raised his head and asked the young lady: "Young master told me... what do you mean?"

The young lady had a look of disbelief and said, "Didn't you take the initiative to ask for the job? As long as you are here, you will be the one to do this job? Oh, go, hurry up, the tea will be cold again... ··”

The boy was in a daze, thinking that the chef must have made a mistake, it must be!

He didn't dare to say anything, just holding a beating little heart, he went upstairs cautiously again.

The boy walked to the young master's door, took a deep breath, tried his best to calm down, and then gently pushed the door sideways and entered.

"Young...young master." The boy saw that figure from a distance, and suddenly became a little nervous for no reason. He said, "I put the fruit tea on the table for you."

The young master gave a "hmm" and didn't look up. He was still working with a pen in his hand.

Seeing his concentration, the boy suddenly became more confused.He couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then made up his mind, clenched his fists and retreated outside the door, just about to go out.

But before the boy came to the door, he heard the young master suddenly raise his voice.

"Wait first." The young master raised his head, glanced at the boy indifferently, then pointed to the sofa beside him, and said, "Sit down first, I have something to ask you."

The boy moved back obediently and sat upright with his hands on his knees.He didn't dare to look up at the young master, he just drooped his head, like a child who just got into trouble and was waiting for his parents to reprimand him.

The young master put the pen on the cap with a click and put it back on the table.Then he pushed the chair away from the table, and rubbed his sore wrists from work.He leaned back in the chair, finally feeling a little more relaxed.

He asked the boy: "During this period of time, have you kept up with your schoolwork?"

For some unknown reason, the boy just nodded subconsciously, thought for a while, and then shook his head blankly.

The young master ignored his stupid behavior.

"If it's really hard, tell the housekeeper uncle, he will find you a suitable teacher." Seeing him hanging his head, the young master suddenly suggested: "If you don't come back on weekends, the quality of tutoring in the city will be much better , you can live in a house in the urban area on weekends, otherwise it will take a lot of effort to go back and forth."

"No!" The boy came to his senses at this moment, he realized the young master's proposal, he felt startled in his heart, then shouted, and then waited for him to meet the young master's curious eyes.

Only then did he realize that his reaction seemed a little extreme?

The boy immediately turned his face away, suddenly a little embarrassed, he explained in a low voice: "I...I mean, it's not hard...I will study hard at home...I, I am not afraid of being tired."

"That's fine." The young master looked at him, without any sense of blame in his tone, and he nodded lightly: "Then let's find a teacher to teach at home every weekend, one week in mathematics and two weeks in foreign languages. Is that okay?"

"Yes... yes." The boy nodded hastily, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

He didn't know what he was nervous about, but when he heard the young master's suggestion that he should live in the school like before, he only felt in his heart that he was about to be exiled by the young master and never see him again.

The young master gave a soft "hmm" and was noncommittal. After a while, he unscrewed the cap of the pen again, intending to continue the unfinished work just now.

After a while, seeing the boy still sitting there motionless, the young master raised his head again and asked, "Is there anything else?"

The boy let out an "ah", recovered his senses, and hurriedly stood up: "No...no."

He retreated to the door tremblingly, then thought of something, and gradually stopped.

The boy turned back, finally mustering courage.

"Just now...that lady just now...is yours..." The boy faltered, suddenly unable to speak.

"No." The young master interrupted him coldly, without raising his head: "Don't worry, I won't marry her, and I won't drive you away."

As soon as the words fell, the little boy's face turned red instantly.

It turned out that the young master heard everything he said to Xiao Luzhi by the flower bed? !

"Ah...I'm sorry." The little boy ran out of the door in shame and rushed back to his room.

When the door was finally closed, the little boy leaned against it, covering his chest with his hands.

He will not marry her!The little boy's heart was pounding, but he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

That's great!The little boy thought to himself, the young master said he would not marry her...