Doomsday Rebirth

Later, Yu Mao was so regretful that his intestines were green, the angel with a paralyzed face and the smiling devil, a fool chose the devil.

-----split line-----

"Where are you going?" Madam Yu was about to follow Yu Shi's instructions and move Yu Mao to Yu's guest room when she saw Yu Mao walking out with a bag.

Yu Mao laughed, with a clean smile: "Auntie, I'm planning to find my uncle."

"Oh, why are you looking for him?" Madam Yu stared at Yu Mao with an unknown coldness in her eyes, does this brat want to sue innocently again?

"I'm going to Zhong's house, let's say goodbye to him." Yu Mao touched his nose as if he didn't understand anything, revealing his obvious happiness.

"The Zhong family?" Madam Yu hesitated, which Zhong family?

Yu Mao has already continued: "It is the Zhong family whose owner is Zhong Yao."

"What are you going to the Zhong family for? What is your relationship with the Zhong family?" Mrs. Yu frowned subconsciously and asked.

Yu Mao blinked stupidly, touched his hair again, but his face blushed quietly, his eyes wandered: "This..., this can't be said, can't be said."

Madam Yu was stunned for a moment, then smiled contemptuously: "Okay, I understand."

Sure enough, what kind of mother has what kind of son, a lowly thing who doesn't feel ashamed to be bullied.

The blush on Yu Mao's face faded, he looked at Mrs. Yu and said, "He said thank you for taking care of me, and he has time to visit you."

Yu Mao smiled sweetly: "I told him not to be polite. You are my aunt. I'll be back in a while. Don't worry, auntie. I'm going to say goodbye to my uncle."

"Wait!" Madam Yu's face was strangely pale, but she still had a friendly smile on her face: "You child, let Patriarch Zhong be polite, where can you take such a small thing, I will give it to you Clean up, the Yu family is your home, you can come back whenever you want, don't let Patriarch Zhong worry about you, it's a family matter after all, Patriarch Zhong is usually so busy, don't bother him too much."

Yu Mao nodded: "I see."

Madam Yu nodded, endured her nausea, and wanted to pat Yu Mao's head: "I don't know how to take care of children, but I treat you as my son."

Yu Mao nodded, with a 'snap', he clapped hands with Mrs. Yu's outstretched hand as a matter of course, and said with a smile, "Of course, then I'll go find my uncle first!"

Madam Yu regained her senses and wiped her palms with a handkerchief. A ruffian is a ruffian, and she can't even accept the warmth pretended by others.

Yu Mao has already turned around, chuckled disdainfully, an old hag who can't even act in a play, also wants to touch the young master's head.

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"Then you get along well with him and listen to what he says." Yu Shi was taken aback when he heard Yu Mao said that he was going to Zhong's house, and said this sentence very naturally.

"Uncle..." Yu Mao stood up.

"what happened?"

"What if I make Patriarch Zhong angry? Can I come back?"

Yu Shi looked at Yu Mao, the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared, and his voice was gentle and threatening: "You just have to listen to him carefully, and you won't make him angry. If he is really angry, what about him?" You will calm down, so do what you do."

How to get rid of anger... including dying, selling everything you can?

Yu Shi laughed, as if he really loved the fourth brother's child: "You are so obedient, how could you make him angry?"

Yu Mao turned pale for a moment, then looked at Yu Shi timidly, and nodded obediently: "Yes, I won't make him angry."

"When it's time for you to come back, he will tell you. You only need to be responsible for being obedient, as long as you are obedient." Yu Shi repeated again, as long as you are obedient.

When Yu Mao came out from Yu Shi's place, Madam Yu was already waiting outside, and handed him a big suitcase by the way.

Yu Mao took it with a smile, with a grateful expression on his face.

What would Yu Shi say? Yu Mao is just an ordinary person with no supernatural powers. He can please the Patriarch of the Zhong family, so he agrees with pleasure. He may be pleasantly surprised. This good-for-nothing is still useful.If he can play a good-for-nothing to the last effect, he will not stop him stupidly, he will just let Yu Mao leave by pretending he doesn't know anything.

Those illusory family relationships are nothing but charity from him when he has nothing to do. Yesterday he was still willing to soften his heart, it was nothing more than not involving interests.When it comes to interests, he will not show everything to the child, he will only choose the method of maximizing the interests and let the child gain benefits for him.

As for the life and death of chess pieces, does the chess player care? When a chess piece is sacrificed, it is the most abundant emotion to sigh sadly "it's a pity".

He even thought of a way out. In the future, when Zhong Yao gets tired of Yu Mao, he will take Yu Mao back and raise him, as long as he stutters. If this matter gets out, no one will be able to laugh at the Yu family. It's just this The child is ignorant, just like his mother willing to be lowly, and climbed into Patriarch Zhong's bed. The Yu family didn't raise him when they were young. After the child's reputation became bad, they were willing to take over the child. He angered the Zhong family, so he had to pay for his life to the Zhong family, and it had nothing to do with the Yu family.That's great, no matter what, the Yu family won't suffer.

Yu Mao also thought, yes, how wonderful, this group of people are all the same, no cleaner than that woman.

That woman sold her body to survive, and this group of people sold others for profit.

In this place where no one stands with him, it is too dangerous. Instead of being betrayed one day, he should first find a safer place for himself and give himself a safer situation. As for the specifics of this matter, He didn't say anything, it was all their own guesses.

He, he just went to live in Zhong's house for a while, because it was inconvenient to talk about things, but he really didn't say anything about what it was, and what relationship the Patriarch of Zhong's family had with him.

He doesn't know anything.

obedient?I'm sorry, he can learn everything, acting, deception, concealment, hypocrisy...

But he just couldn't learn to be obedient, so he didn't want to be obedient.

The words of that woman back then, the words of the fortune teller who lived next door.

He doesn't want to listen.

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Yu Mao pulled the suitcase and walked into the gate of Yu's house.

The butler had a polite smile on his face: "Mr. Yu, please follow me."

Yu Mao looked up and just saw the big French window on the second floor, and Zhong Yao's figure was standing behind the window.

The butler did not expect that the Zhong family would welcome a guest one day. The Zhong family did not have a guest room. The young master hated all people stepping into his territory, even the air exhaled by others, but now the Zhong family has a guest room. For ordinary people, the young master gave a weak person the right to enter his territory.

Those visitors usually talk to the young master in the special living room on the first floor. After the conversation, the living room is immediately disinfected, and the young master has to go back to take a shower.Only important guests will be invited to the living room on the first floor, and then the owner will solemnly invite them to the study on the second floor after confirmation, just like the young man named Xu He last time.

So what is so special about this young man? Is it the overly delicate face, or the pair of eyes that are too clear, or the ruffian that lingers even if he straightens his back?

As the housekeeper who watched the young master grow up, he successfully obtained the right to enter the young master's territory, but he couldn't stay for long. He couldn't even understand the children he had seen growing up since he was a child.

No matter what, he always hoped that the young master would stop hating this world he felt was dirty.

No matter how dirty the world is, there is always something good about it, isn't there?

------Dividing line----

Zhong Yao turned around and went downstairs. At the end of the corridor on the second floor was Yu Mao's room, and at the other end was Zhong Yao's room.

Near the stairs is the study room. The large floor-to-ceiling windows in the study room are facing the door of Zhong's house, allowing Zhong Yao to see the guests who came in.

Zhong Yao went downstairs, stood on the stairs on the first floor, turned around and glanced at the second floor.

He can't understand himself.

Yu Mao endured the smell of disinfectant again, he thought that Zhong Yao was still on the second floor, so he joked to the housekeeper: "Does he drink water with disinfectant, and the next noodles should be eaten in disinfectant, tsk. "

As soon as Yu Mao raised his head, he saw Zhong Yao standing at the stairs, his dark red eyes looked at him, and the corners of his light lips were raised: "I'll treat you to eat tomorrow."

Yu Mao's expression turned ugly for a moment: "No, you can keep it for yourself."

Zhong Yao looked at the big suitcase, he didn't remember that Yu Mao had so many things: "You have a lot of things."

Yu Mao laughed, patted the box, and a smug flash of his eyes said, "It's all thanks to you."

Zhong Yao raised his eyebrows, didn't ask anything, but said indifferently: "Let the butler clean up for you. If you need to ask him, don't disturb me."

Yu Mao nodded indifferently, even if you beg me to interrupt, I won't bother you.

Zhong Yao squinted his eyes and asked casually, "Have the contents of the box been sterilized?"

The butler nodded: "Yes, master."

Zhong Yao nodded, and walked upstairs with an elegant and dignified posture, he no longer looked at Yu Mao.

Yu Mao's eyes widened, and he looked at the butler: "You also sterilized the things in my box!"

"Yes, don't worry, I just disinfected some necessary ones." The housekeeper nodded.

Yu Mao opened the suitcase and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the small urn and those photos were intact. It was in his bag. Madam Yu gave him the suitcase and he stuffed it in suitcase.

Yu Mao touched the bottle, stuffed it into the bag again, and closed the suitcase: "Excuse me."

The butler led him upstairs. Yu Mao stood at the stairs on the second floor, looking at the pure white carpet on the ground. He was a scumbag, and he couldn't tell what material it was, but he felt distressed when he stepped on it.

"Step on it with shoes on?" Yu Mao turned his head and asked.

The shoes are not dirty, and they will change into special shoes when they enter the house.

"Yes, you don't have to worry, we clean this every day, and your shoes are also clean and won't get dirty." The housekeeper replied.

It was a fantasy that he used to sleep on this blanket before, but now he wants to step on it, well, Yu Mao stepped on it immediately without hesitation.

The butler didn't move, just raised his finger, and said softly: "Your room is over there, at the end of the corridor, and there is a single guard in it. I think it will be more comfortable for you to arrange your own space. The young master doesn't like us setting foot on the second floor. .” Unless necessary for cleaning.

Yu Mao feels strange, he doesn't like you to set foot here, but as an outsider, I am no closer to you and your young master, so how can I have the right to set foot here.

Looking at Yu Mao's eyes, the housekeeper seemed to understand what he was thinking.

The butler smiled: "Of course our young master feels that you made him comfortable and happy, and gave you privileges that none of us have."

Yu Mao's perception of Zhong Yao is slightly better.

As a result, the next day, he knew that the butler was purely talking nonsense, that the master and servant of the family were slandering him. Why did his young master think he was good? His young master obviously had a grudge against him!

Early the next morning—

"Please help me prepare a medium-boiled fried egg and a glass of pure milk at 40°." Zhong Yao sat on the sofa in the living room, and heard Yu Mao's voice coming downstairs, with a smile on his mouth, his clear and cool voice made sleepless Yu Mao who woke up shivered.

Yu Mao looked around: "The butler is not here."

"Well, that's why I asked you to help." Zhong Yao casually replied, crossing his legs.

Yu Mao was taken aback: "Me?"

Zhong Yao nodded patiently, his words were very polite, but the smile on the corner of his mouth revealed a bit of evil: "Yes, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Yu Mao remembered that condition, so he was waiting here.

10 minutes later--

Yu Mao turned the fried eggs one by one, how about half-cooked?

Eight points means it can't be too cooked, Yu Mao watched it casually fried and then poured it out of the pot

Anyway, he has lived for so many years by himself, so he is not considered a culinary idiot. He can still fry an egg, but he doesn't know how to look at things like cooked, so he follows common sense in life.

As for the [-]-degree milk, Yu Mao poked his head out of the kitchen and found Zhong Yao sitting by the bed far away from the kitchen, as if he didn't want to be contaminated by the oily fumes in the kitchen.

Zhong Yao heard the voice and looked at Yu Mao.

Yu Mao asked, "Where's your thermometer?"

Zhong Yao understood Yu Mao's thoughts in an instant, this idiot wanted to put the thermometer in the milk.

Zhong Yao's expression remained unchanged, and he replied with a smile: "No."

Yu Mao touched his nose, and Zhong Yao still had a smile on his face: "Please change your gloves before touching my food."

Yu Mao silently took off the hand touching his nose, tore off the transparent gloves used for cooking, and put on new ones.

So for the milk at forty degrees, Yu Mao put the milk into the microwave oven, heated the milk, and then took it out, tsk, it seemed a little hot.

Yu Mao put the milk and fried eggs on the table: "Okay."

Zhong Yao didn't expect that he was quite fast, a child with nimble hands and feet.

The color of the fried egg is beautiful, but it is not half-cooked, and the outer wall of the milk is also exuding a hot temperature.

Zhong Yao shook his head, expressing his refusal: "The omelette is over half cooked, and the milk is too hot."

Yu Mao smiled hypocritically: "This is half-rare, you'll know it after eating it, the milk is hot, you can wait for it to cool to 40° before drinking it!"

"Redo." Zhong Yao lightly dropped these two words, left the seat, and went to sit by the window.

Yu Mao shrugged, picked up the fried eggs, stuffed two whole mouthfuls into his mouth, and drank the milk in one gulp. Although it was a little hot, it was still delicious. He made a deliberate voice: "It's delicious!"

Zhong Yao ignored Yu Mao's approach.

It's time for Yu Mao to quit, but unfortunately, he can't go back to the Yu family so soon.

It would take at least a month to get back to Yu's house to be feared more.

Yu Mao resigned to his fate and then went into the kitchen, Zhong Yao lazily reminded: "Change your gloves."

"Understood." It's true that when I was eating, my gloves didn't touch my mouth.

If you ask me to change it, I won't change it!

Yu Mao went into the kitchen, and repeated frying eggs and heating milk.

Serving it out again, Yu Mao felt good about himself.

"Redo." Zhong Yao didn't lift his head.

"why?"

"You didn't change your gloves." Zhong Yao looked at Yu Mao's hand.

Yu Mao twitched his forehead, picked up the fried egg and stuffed it into his mouth as usual, drank a whole glass of milk in one gulp, and then burped.

About the fifth time, Zhong Yao finally accepted it reluctantly. Zhong Yao sat at the dining table, took a bite of the fried egg, frowned slightly, then took a sip of milk, and frowned slightly again , and then with an expression of "I'm so wronged, but I won't say it", he reluctantly gave up the idea of ​​asking Yu Mao to help him make bread again, and asked the housekeeper to help.

Are you the reincarnation of Lin Daiyu?Zhong Yao's expression of "I'm just making do with it" made Yu Mao feel great malice, his fried eggs were obviously delicious.

After Yu Mao ate three fried eggs, he really couldn't drink the third glass of milk.

The remaining three cups of milk and two fried eggs were placed on the table. The food that ordinary people dream of is now disgusted by this man.

Zhong Yao ate slowly, pleasing to the eye, his face condensed all the indescribable beauty in the world, delicate and graceful, but this person tossed Yu Mao for two hours for his own messy breakfast.

You can't look at people by the surface, really.

Yu Mao thought today's torture was over, Zhong Yao finished eating, wiped his mouth, and stood up, even though his face was extremely beautiful, Yu Mao felt that this was a devil, the devil raised the corners of his lips, and smiled lazily and gracefully , clearly and slowly said: "Please clean up the sanitation, disinfect after washing, and then take a bath by yourself, disinfect by the way, and then go upstairs. I won't bother you for lunch. I want to have porridge for dinner. I don't like it being too sweet, I don't like it being too salty, and I don't like it being tasteless at all, so you can do it as you see it. I suggest you do it in advance, because it may have to be redone. The kitchen utensils need to be cleaned, and I will let the housekeeper Let me tell you what it means to be qualified. I hope you can pass before dinner, I will only say this once, and it will be the same in the future, do you have any questions?"

Yu Mao's smile froze for a moment, and then he recovered: "No, I have no objection."

"Well, it's troublesome." Zhong Yao's smile deepened.

Yu Mao gritted his teeth, damn it, the favorability value for Zhong Yao has finally turned into negative infinite.

A devil in an elegant and beautiful skin, an exploiter who pretends to be gentle and polite, but is actually extremely unreasonable.

Zhong Yao turned and left, Yu Mao silently made a gesture of crushing Zhong Yao's head.

Then he suddenly felt that he who blocked the road of the Yu family now was simply overconfident. Now that the retribution is coming, he can't escape, he can only bear it.

Yu Mao calmed down, it was only the first day, he didn't go crazy yet.

Zhong Yao walked back to the study with a smile on his face, and found himself laughing all the way, and immediately suppressed the smile.

But he won't say, he's looking forward to dinner now.