The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

On the cloth embroidered with sachets, a concubine looked at the young master's impetuous appearance and said to Madam You with a smile: "I think that although the young master's temper is a little impatient, he is a filial and good child."

"Yes, madam taught well," another person said.

Ever since the concubine who poisoned the woman was sold out, Master You learned his lesson of favoring his concubines and neglecting his wife, and he seldom visited his two concubines.

Over the years, they were unable to fulfill Mr. You's wish and have another son. Over time, Mr. You's interest in his concubines faded.

Even if they wanted to fight, they had no chance.

The old lady in the mansion took care of the inner house and never lacked food and clothing for them. Madam You lived in the countryside for a long time and only came back once during the holidays, and the young master was a child at heart.

They live a leisurely life, which is much easier than those who are fighting for the family property.

Now I am doing embroidery in such a happy and harmonious atmosphere, and I feel quite relaxed.

In the young master's villa, Aunt Xue and several maids were making Chongyang cake in the kitchen.

The steamer was emitting smoke, which showed that it was already partially steaming the food.

On the chopping board, several maids were preparing the next pot.

Aunt Xue mixed glutinous rice flour, rice flour and sugar water into a loose state, which was then spread into several porcelain bowls by Xiao Cui and arranged neatly for the steamer.

The other two maids were pounding red bean paste and date paste as the fillings for the pastries.

When the young master walked over, he smelled the aroma of glutinous rice wafting from the steamer.

However, it is obvious that the steamed pastries at this moment are still semi-finished products. They need to be spread with fillings, sprinkled with a layer of mixed flour, and garnished with dates and raisins. Only then can the layered taste of the steamed product be best.

When Aunt Xue was mixing flour, she saw the young master standing aside, looking at him eagerly, and said with a smile: "Young master, don't worry, the pot will be ready soon!"

The silly young master nodded, and while the others were not paying attention, he used chopsticks to dip some jujube paste and stuffed it into his mouth. The jujube flavor was rich, sweet but not greasy, and just eating it made him feel sweet to the heart.

"Master, don't worry, the steamer will be opened soon!" Xiao Cui also imitated the master and picked a little to eat.

Take the hot pastries out of the steamer. The freshly-out-of-the-pot desserts are still emitting hot steam and cannot be eaten yet. You need to be patient and leave them for a while to cool down and dissipate the heat.

When eating the pastries, Xue He came back sweating profusely under the scorching sun.

Hearing the noise, the young master came out of the small kitchen with the cake in his hand, walked over, broke off a piece, and stood on tiptoe to put it into the mouth of the farmhand.

Xue He held the young master's arm, separated him from the man, ate the sweet cake, and stepped back:

"…Master, I'm dirty, don't get it on me."

The short shirt was soaked with sweat, sticking to the body, and was stained with mud, sand and straw. It was so dirty that the young master couldn't get close to it.

He had come back in a hurry, wanting to take a shower before going to see the young master, but unexpectedly the young master saw him first.

"Oh"

It was a September day and the sun was still scorching hot. Seeing that the farmhand was sweating all over, the young master didn't go near him. Instead, he turned around and took the farmhand to the small kitchen to eat.

"Master, go first. I'll take a shower and change my clothes quickly." He was in such a mess that it was not suitable for him to go to the small kitchen. It would be bad if he soiled the food.

"Boss, you're finally back. I don't know what you've been busy with these days. I made Chongyang cake. Go change your clothes and come over to have a bite!"

From the ventilation window on the side of the kitchenette, Aunt Xue looked up and saw the two people in the yard.

At first glance, the two people were very close, and the position of her window was very tilted. The scene seen from the misaligned perspective made Aunt Xue's heart skip a beat.

Fortunately, she was mistaken.

She said...how could it be...

It was a false alarm. Aunt Xue quickly spoke up and called Xue He to break the misleading scene.

Xue He turned around and looked at Aunt Xue through the window frame. He caught the momentary shock in his mother's eyes.

He understood it in his heart, and was almost found out, but Xue He still didn't react. He just nodded and said, "Yeah."

After coaxing the young master back to his room to cool off, Xue He turned around to fetch some water and brought it into the utility room.

In the corner of the utility room, there were piles of dry firewood and tattered wooden furniture. The only empty space in the middle was occupied by Xue He, who placed a wooden barrel on it. He was scooping well water and pouring it over his body one ladle at a time to relieve the burning sensation on his skin.

The door of the house, which had been in disrepair for a long time, shook. Xue He put down the water scoop, walked forward and pulled out the bolt. The young master who had been resting in the house rushed in.

This scene was somewhat similar to the one before in the mansion, but this time Xue He did not put on his clothes in a hurry. He only locked the door after seeing that there was no one outside the house.

Xue He felt a warm touch on his back. He turned around and saw that it was the young master leaning on his back.

"Young Master" pulled the person in front of him. Xue He lowered his head and called the person, and then the young master hugged the neck and came up to kiss him.

Xue He was naturally happy that the young master took the initiative to kiss him. But he thought of more than that, so he resisted the urge to pick him up, and reached out to touch the young master's face, stroking his ears with his calloused palms.

"Master, do you know what you are doing?"

The action was stopped, the silly young master frowned slightly, and said one word impatiently: "Kiss"

The farmhand said that only people who like each other can touch each other's lips, but he only felt that this behavior was comfortable and sweet, and he didn't quite understand anything else.

"Only people who like each other can kiss each other. Do you like me, Master?"

Pinching the young master's waist, the farmhand stepped back and sat on a low stool at the side, holding the young master's legs apart in his arms.

I thought I had gotten away with it and the obedient farmhand would shut up, but unexpectedly, the farmhand, who was always obedient, kept asking me questions.

"I like it, I like it." Thinking of the sweet taste in the farmhand's mouth a few times before, the young master repeated perfunctorily, just like a parrot mimicking a human voice.

Even though these two sentences were not sincere, Xue He was extremely happy after hearing them. He put a piece of fructose in his mouth, pinched the back of the young master's neck and kissed him.

After that kiss mixed with the flavor of cherries, the farmhand became alert and started to use various candies to entice the young master to eat them.

I know it's immoral to do this, but every time I succeed, it becomes like an addiction and I can't stop.

On the one hand, he despised himself for using despicable means to lure someone into his arms, but on the other hand, he couldn't help but become more greedy because of the young master's active approach.

There was a slight itch on his waist and abdomen, which was caused by the young master unconsciously caressing the abdominal muscles on his waist. Xue He was aroused, and with an idea, he grasped the jade-like hand tightly with his large palm.

Clean clothes were placed on the haystack, the long gown was opened, and Xue He lowered his head and kissed it carefully.

A bit of common sense told him not to go too far. This was in You Mansion. If he left red marks and his wife found out early, he would have no chance.

"Xue He, it's itchy"

The young master dodged and pushed people, but he failed to stop the other person from going down.

"Xuehe"

His belt was loose, his trouser legs hung low, and the silly young master was hunching his feet. Just as he was about to scream, the farmhand covered his mouth.

Considering that there would be many people watching in the mansion, Xue He only helped the young master relieve himself once, then he straightened his belt and sent the young master back to his room.