The Plow

The old butler got up early as usual.

He has been in the Yue family for many years, and now that he has reached his position, he doesn't have to do these trivial tasks. Yue Dingtang and the others have long regarded him as a member of the Yue family and one of the masters of the Yue family, but he can't be idle when he is old, and still He always regards himself as a servant of the Yue family, unwilling to enjoy other people's service comfortably, and goes to work himself every morning, helping Yue Dingtang prepare breakfast.

Today there is an extra copy, Lingshu's.

This is not unusual, Ling Shu will occasionally stay at Yue's house, although the frequency is far less than his meal here, but it is not uncommon.

The old housekeeper heard that they had done a big event last night, and they had made a huge hole. It was related to the local boss Lu Tongcang, involving both black and white. It seemed that foreigners and high-ranking officials from Nanjing were also involved. I didn't understand after listening to it for a while, so I simply didn't ask, just concentrate on running the house well, so that when the children come back, there will be a light on, a bowl of hot soup to drink, and someone waiting.

Yue Dingtang got up earlier than usual, his hair was combed casually, and he was in a good mood visible to the naked eye with the leisure of home.

The old butler smiled knowingly, guessing that things went well yesterday.

"Fourth young master, is everything okay?"

Yue Dingtang knew what he meant, he was asking if the Yue family needed to come forward, he nodded to reassure the old housekeeper.

"Fortunately, it's not our business. It's just that Ling Shu happened to find a poor person and helped her, which led to this lawsuit. Lu Tongcang is dead, and the future has nothing to do with us."

He summed it up in a few words, and the old housekeeper didn't ask too much. He is used to wind and rain at his age, and it is difficult for him to show an overly surprised reaction to any major changes. He just boasted: "Master Ling is really a kind man!" Brave man."

Yue Dingtang has long been used to the old housekeeper's love for Ling Shu, not to mention that sometimes when he is embarrassed to say something, it will also have a secret and sweet feeling when he says it through someone else's mouth. His face is calm, but in his heart he may still hope The old housekeeper boasted a few more times.

"Ling Shu probably wants to sleep late, so just leave a portion of breakfast for him."

Yue Dingtang picked up a pancake and said casually.

Just after saying this, I heard the old housekeeper say: "Master Ling."

He followed and turned his head, and Ling Shu really walked down the stairs, his eyes were sleepy and his steps were slow.

Yue Dingtang raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you sleep more?"

Ling Shu: ...

It's fine if the other party doesn't speak, but when he speaks, he feels like his bones are falling apart.

This kind of aching discomfort can't be put into words, but I can only hold back the anger that is piled up and brewing together, and finally regret why I was tempted by beauty last night and made a mistake.

Take a closer look at this moment, how can there be any beauty in the surname Yue?Only the old, treacherous, treacherous, cunning and gentle scum with a full face, maybe he was tricked last night.

Yes, I heard that there are Miao people in Hunan who are good at Gu, so it's hard to guarantee that the surname Yue will learn it by chance.

Slowly moved to the table, sat down slowly, Lingshu experienced a century.

In the eyes of outsiders, they don't really see it as awkward, they just think that he suddenly changed his temperament and took on a refined and refined demeanor.

The naughty child suddenly became quiet, but the old housekeeper was not used to it.

"Master Ling, do you want fried dough sticks or fried dough cakes?"

"Oil..." Ling Shu suddenly changed his mind when the words came to his lips, "It's better to have soy milk, I want to eat something light today."

The old housekeeper smiled and said: "There are also light ones, soy milk, chicken noodle soup, didn't you still talk about it last night, I made another one for you this morning, and I'll get someone to serve it up."

"Uncle Zhou, you are so kind, then it will be troublesome."

The old butler cared for him very much, like his own nephew, Ling Shu also acted like a baby naturally.

"The eyelashes fell off the face."

Yue Dingtang said suddenly.

The hand stretched across the table and directly in front of him, and before Ling Shu had time to react, he gently scratched his cheek with his fingertips.

Ling Shu grabbed his hand subconsciously, trying to keep him from moving.

"Don't take me lightly."

The person surnamed Yue actually complained to the villain first.

Ling Shu fell on his back in anger, swallowed all his cursing spouts after the old housekeeper appeared, and decided to turn his grief and anger into appetite.

Chicken noodle soup, soy milk, pan-fried buns, all comers will be accepted as ordered.

After eating, the old butler was a little worried.

"Don't eat too much, it won't digest, how can you eat like this?"

Ling Shu didn't raise his head: "I had a nightmare last night."

The old butler:?

Ling Shu: "I dreamed that I was chased by a toad and was bitten severely."

Yue Dingtang: ...

Ling Shu: "I'm hungry when I wake up."

The old housekeeper said affectionately: "Then eat more. Generally, what is bad in dreams is that good things will happen in reality, so don't worry about it."

Ling Shu: "That toad is ugly."

The old housekeeper: "Why don't I have someone cook a pot of frog porridge tomorrow to dispel evil spirits for you."

Yue Dingtang: ...

Seeing Yue Dingtang finished his meal and got up to go to work, Ling Shu put down the empty bowl and said in a low voice, "Mr. Yue, I'm not feeling well. I'm asking for leave today!"

The tone was as if Yue Dingtang owed him a hundred thousand oceans and didn't pay him back.

Yue Dingtang actually hummed naturally, and came over to touch his head.

"Then you should rest at home."

Ling Shu: "I want to go home."

Yue Dingtang: "I'll take you back."

Ling Shu: "I don't want to go home anymore, I want to go to the movies."

Yue Dingtang: "I'll drive you to the entrance of the cinema? I have a meeting today, so I can't accompany you to watch it."

Why do you lose your temper like a little girl?

Ling Shu realized this, and suddenly became wilted, laying on the table slumped, waving his hands like flying flies.

"You go, don't worry about me."

Yue Dingtang frowned, unexpectedly did not move.

"I'll stay."

Last night, he thought of restraint. Although passion was inevitable, he didn't leave any marks above his neck. Afterwards, he carefully cleaned it up for others. Ling Shu was obviously very involved at the time, and even scratched several marks on his back. , but now he is a bit like a man who starts to regret being responsible after eating everything. Even Yue Dingtang, who has everything in his mind, can't guarantee that Ling Shu will do something to pat his ass and leave.

If a person suddenly regrets and refuses to admit the established facts of last night, he—

It seems that there is no way.

You can only imitate those rascals who stalk and stalk, or imitate martyrs who hang themselves after crying and making trouble.

Yue Dingtang found that he had studied for many years and was full of knowledge, but he was helpless in this matter, as if he was back to the boy who could only stand behind a tree and peep.

Ling Shu kicked Yue Dingtang out of the house, and after 3 minutes of being listless, something new came to him.

Shen Renjie came to visit and said that Jianghe wanted to meet him, and asked him if he was interested in participating in the interrogation of Lu Zude.