Immediately after the death of the master

son he...

Well, I can't make it up anymore, I admit, I still have a hard time telling Ji Qinghe about my ugly appearance.

I didn't stay in Ji's mansion for long, and I didn't look much better when I went to Yuwang's mansion, but Yuwang, who is my current master, loves me very much.

It can be seen from this that this is the problem of that guy Ji Qinghe, he is too narrow-minded.

34,

At that time, I didn't understand why the appearance of a man was one of the reasons why I was disgusted, but undoubtedly, I could only bear Ji Qinghe's disgust and torture for me.

Although the big family is stable on the surface, there has never been a lot of bullying and conflicts in private. With Ji Qinghe's acquiescence, I, who is not pleasing in appearance and personality, will inevitably be teased by others.

Once, I was held in a corner of the garden and beaten. Ji Sanqing's bookboy Xiaozhu passed by and saw a group of them bullying me.

Xiaozhu has always hated this to the extreme, and immediately reprimanded them.

"The masters will pass by at any time, you are making a lot of noise, what a shame!"

The people who were bullying me saw that it was Xiaozhu, they were worried that they would stab Ji Sanqing, and they didn't want to cause trouble, so they quickly smiled and apologized to me, and then left.

At that time, I pulled my face out of the mud and looked at the backs of those people leaving. I really couldn't understand why they apologized, didn't they just dislike me, why did they apologize.

At that time, I thought things were a bit extreme. After thinking about it, I finally came to the following conclusion - because Xiaozhu, who was higher than them, thought they were wrong, so they wanted to apologize.

This conclusion also led to... Forget it, what's the use of making an afterthought now, anyway, I will do it again.

Back to Ji Sanqing, he helped me with this matter again by mistake.

Xiao Zhu spat at the backs of the few people leaving.

"Bah, these guys are bullying and fearing hard." Xiaozhu turned around, pulled me up, patted the dirt on my body, and said bitterly, "You too, won't you fight back when they beat you? Don't be afraid of making things worse, the housekeeper and our young master are both sensible people, and they won't blame you."

I scratched my head, smiled and didn't answer.

Didn't do anything afterwards either.

Although the bullying behavior was stopped once by Xiaozhu.

But this is of no use, Xiaozhu will not pass there every time, and everyone will not change their bad nature just because of Xiaozhu's reprimand.

Bullying and scorn continued.

Stealing my things, forming a group to catch me, speaking ill of me behind my back, causing me to be punished by Ji Qinghe and so on.But to be honest, apart from being isolated and a little lonely by everyone, the behaviors of other bookboys have no effect on me. After all, compared with the experience at the blacksmith, these bullying, which other bookboys think is extremely bad, has no effect on me. The words are just too small to be small—just a joke.

For some demons who have struggled in hell, heaven is still heaven, even if it is cold and miserable.

The Jifu at that time was heaven to me.

35,

Therefore, I don't hate, don't complain, and don't read.

Whether Ji Qinghe ignored me or other servants bullied him, I didn't really take it to heart.

Because I have got everything I ever wanted, food and clothing, and new clothes to wear. Although there are still things that don’t go my way, nothing is perfect, and contentment can lead to long-term happiness.

At that time, I naively thought that the gluttonous beast named ambition in my heart would be satisfied.

But how could the word "desire" be so easy?

Desire is born with it, it cannot be removed, it cannot be discarded.

Desire is not just about having enough food and clothing, the nature of desire is insatiable.

The reason why I thought at that time was that I could satisfy my desires.

Just because that hanging wire hasn't hung down yet.

36,

I am 12 years old,

I have never understood possession, chewed and lost.

But he thinks he has passed away.

37,

But at that time, I was quite heartless, Ji Qinghe hated me so much, I still gave him eggs on his birthday.

Really silly and cute.

That morning, with a basket on my elbow, I knocked on Ji Qinghe's door.

"What are you doing here?"

Ji Qinghe, who was woken up by my knock on the door in the morning, was standing at the door in white underwear, his expression was full of irritability from being woken up too early.

"Fourth son, you asked me to wake you up to review your book last night." The answer was neither humble nor overbearing, showing him the eggs in the basket, "Also, you may not remember, today is your birthday, it stands to reason that you should Wake up early and use egg rolls."

The morning wind was chilly, and Ji Qinghe, who had stood at the door for a while, looked gradually clearer. He probably remembered that he memorized the book too late last night and was really sleepy, so he repeatedly asked me to wake him up early the next morning. warm book.

Ji Qinghe's expression softened a little, but he still smelled bad.

"How do you know today is my birthday?"

"The old man in the mansion mentioned it when they were chatting."

This reason is of course a lie to him, so that he can't find fault.Ji Qinghe was a transparent person in the Ji Mansion, no servant would be free to remember his birthday.

The reason why I know is that Ji Qinghe, who doesn't know how to drink, got drunk last time when he went out to drink with Young Master Biao. On the way to pick him up and go home, Ji Qinghe, who was drunk, took me for his mother.Hugging me and crying, he said that next week is his birthday again, but no one has been with him for many years. I hope my mother can cook him a bowl of longevity noodles like when I was a child.

I also longed for family affection but couldn't get it. Naturally, I could understand Ji Qinghe's mood. Seeing that his words didn't sound like nonsense, but rather the expression of true feelings, I was kicked in the head by a donkey again, so I agreed.

But I don't know how to make longevity noodles, I can only boil eggs, Ji Qinghe likes it or not.

Kind of drive me away.

"oh, I see."

After hearing my reason, Ji Qinghe nodded, his expression couldn't tell whether it was joy or disgust, but he turned sideways to let me into the room.

I took the eggs out of the basket and walked to Ji Qinghe's bed, but Ji Qinghe didn't stop me and let me roll the eggs from the head to the end of the bed.

While rolling, I said.

Just like countless mothers in the country, just like my mother before she became ruthless because of hunger.

"It's bad luck, it's good luck."

"Go villain, go nobleman."

"Let go of disease, let go of health."

I subconsciously lowered my voice, and the gentle tone was what I imagined a mother should have.

Ji Qinghe watched from behind me, when I walked from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, I saw his expression out of the corner of my eye.

The gloomy and indifferent Fourth Young Master had tears on his face.

Just because of this little thing?he will cry?

I couldn't believe it. After quickly completing the actions of my hands, I faced Ji Qinghe again. At this moment, he was extremely calm, with contempt hidden in his eyes, and a little bit of arrogance at the corners of his mouth, which was still the same as usual. The appearance of a gloomy little boy.

Sure enough, I was dazzled just now.

I rubbed my eyes, bent down, and before I could say anything, Ji Qinghe spoke first.

"Why don't you have longevity noodles on your birthday, come and make longevity noodles with me tonight."

"My lord, you—can you still make longevity noodles?"

I was very surprised. As a boy who grew up in the country, I still don't know how to cook. I really didn't expect that Ji Qinghe, who seems to have no fingers, would actually be able to.

After all, Ji Qinghe is still the noble son of the Ji family.

And the disciples of the aristocratic family have always demanded themselves like this-a gentleman stays away from the kitchen.

Where did he learn it?

Ji Qinghe turned his face sideways, looked at the rotten summer flowers outside the window, and didn't answer my question immediately.

After a while, he turned around, looked at me and said:

"Yeah, I'll do it. And it's a good job, you're in for a treat tonight, boy."

With a bright smile, he finally looked like a teenager.

38,

When eating noodles at night, the atmosphere was very harmonious. I felt that since I ate the noodles under Ji Qinghe, our relationship has eased.

Ji Qinghe didn't lie at all. His cooking skills are indeed good. This can be seen from his cooking of noodles, kneading noodles, pulling noodles, handling ingredients, boiling water, beating eggs, all kinds of movements are smooth and smooth.Apart from chopping firewood, I didn't get a hand at all. I could only sit on the stone bench in the yard, let myself go, and lick his face.

When Ji Qinghe came back to the table with two bowls of noodles, smelling the aroma of the longevity noodles, I couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"It smells good."

"Try it?"

Ji Qinghe put the noodles in front of me and handed me a pair of chopsticks.

I tried a bite, the noodles were strong, the soup was rich, it was really delicious, I gave him a thumbs up, and stuffed another bite into my mouth.

"Well, it's delicious."

Hearing my praise, Ji Qinghe, who rested his chin in both hands, smiled sweetly. There were traces of childish innocence, self-conscious softness, and some poisonous temptation in that smile.

When I saw that smile, I couldn't help being moved, thinking to myself, this kid is indeed the child of the most beautiful man in the imperial capital and the most famous prostitute in the city.

Even a lowly person like me, who has been worn out by life, can't help but stare blankly.

"what happened?"

Seeing me stunned, Ji Qinghe asked worriedly.

"it's okay no problem……"

I hurriedly lowered my head and stuffed my mouth with food, not looking at his sinful face.

That day, Ji Qinghe watched me finish eating