Black Lotus Young Master's Whitewashing Record [Rebirth]

Seeing that the dumpling was about to enter A Mo's mouth, Zhu Yu didn't know what was going on with him, so she snatched A Mo's chopsticks. A layer of ash, no longer edible.

A Mo looked at Zhu Yu with a puzzled expression. His hand holding the chopsticks was frozen in the air, and the other hand was standing there holding the plate. He was very surprised why Zhu Yu suddenly snatched the dumplings originally given to him.

"This dumpling...is cold! Yes, it's pork stuffing, pork can't be eaten cold! It's going to cause stomach trouble!" Zhu Yu stammered to find a reason, and loudly covered up the unconfidence in his tone, "You take it Give it to me, I'll heat it up! When it's hot, I'll ask someone to send it to you!"

Before Ah Mo had time to express his opinion, the dumpling in his hand was taken away by Zhu Yu.Zhu Yu felt guilty, and ran out the door with the dumplings, not even daring to look at A Mo again, leaving only A Mo standing there blankly in the firewood room.

Zhu Yu carried the dumplings and ran for a long distance, until he reached the Guanshan Lake at home, his heartbeat almost came out of his throat, and then he stopped, panting, looking at the dumplings in his hand, and secretly cursing himself as a wimp.

Why did you soften your heart at this moment!Zhu Yu was angry and annoyed, so he threw all the dumplings into the lake. Obviously, as long as he was allowed to eat the dumplings, everything would be resolved, and he no longer had to worry about it. Life could go on as usual, and he could have a lively birthday , there will be no destruction of the family, and father will not die, but I gave up after seeing Amo's smile!

"Maybe I'm just like the outsiders said, I'm an idiot young master who can't do anything." Zhu Yu collapsed on the ground helplessly, looking up at the moon in the sky, "There is still some time before my birthday, I have to..."

In the middle of the conversation, Zhu Yu couldn't continue. He was becoming more and more unconfident now. He didn't believe that he could kill A Mo with his own hands. In the last life, he didn't care about this dumb servant he picked up, but this life is different. He Originally, I thought I hated A Mo very much, but for some reason, as long as I saw A Mo's jewel-like eyes, I could no longer be cruel enough to kill this father-killing enemy.

Besides... Zhu Yu thought of the moment when A Mo hugged him just now, and the roots of his ears burned inexplicably. Will A Mo in this life be different from the one in the previous life?

That's all, stop thinking about it, and send someone to deliver dumplings to A Mo.Zhu Yu patted the dust off his body and stood up, but heard a few calls of the night cat, which seemed particularly abrupt in the middle of the night.

"What season is it, and there are still cats outside?" Zhu Yu subconsciously looked in the direction of the cat's meowing, but saw a black shadow quickly swept away from the roof and disappeared outside the wall.

"Who?!" Zhu Yu was startled. Judging by the size of the black shadow, it could never be a cat. Could it be that a thief broke into the house?What about the servant at the door, didn't you see it?

Also, the direction and location where the black shadow came out just now...isn't it the firewood room where Amo is?

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"Put all your things in the corner, don't make my bed dirty." Fuman looked at the silent Amo with a look of disgust, "I don't know what the young master thinks, but you insist on staying in his bed." In the other courtyard, you are his personal servant just like me, how can you serve the young master well with your clumsy appearance!"

Amo didn't even look at Fuman, just found a space on the ground, and spread out the quilt brought from the firewood room. This quilt was also sent by Zhu Yu some time ago. Nothing more.

"I was talking to you, didn't you hear?" Fu Man stood in front of A Mo with a straight face and said, "Could it be that you are not only dumb, but also deaf?"

Amo raised his head, and glanced at Fuman lightly. Fuman wanted to reprimand Amo, but he was palpitated by Amo's stare. His gaze felt like a wolf's eyes in the wilderness, extremely indifferent .

"Why do you deserve the quilt that the young master gave you!" For some reason, Fuman stepped on the quilt laid by Amo, "You who sleep on the ground should find a straw mat for you!" Wrapped, and if one day you run out of breath, you can collect the corpse directly!"

Before Fuman finished speaking, he felt his body lighten, and the surrounding scenery quickly shifted. Amo grabbed his feet and threw him out!

"Wow!"

Fuman was thrown on the ground badly, warm blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and he screamed in pain.

"How is this going?"

As soon as Zhu Yu came out of the room, he saw Fuman whose face was covered with blood. He was startled. He walked over quickly, bent down to look at Fuman and asked, "Why did you fall into such a virtuous state?"

Fuman was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, so he could only lie on the ground and hum. Seeing this, Zhu Yu couldn't ask anything, so he strode into the room, trying to figure out what happened.

As soon as Zhu Yu entered the room, A Mo squatted on the ground, patting the quilt carefully, again and again, with obvious anger in his movements.

"Fuman asked you to sleep on the floor?" Zhu Yu tentatively guessed, "You were so angry that you threw him out?"

Hearing Zhu Yu's voice, Ah Mo froze for a moment, slowly turned to look at Zhu Yu, then lowered his head, looked at a certain part of the quilt, and refused to look back.

"Master!"

Fuman, who was resting outside, wailed, "You must not let me live with him! With my thin body, sooner or later every bone in my body will be broken by him!"

"Go, go, you are the only one who can talk? You are so thin? Can you be thrown out if you don't bully everyone?"

Zhu Yu said angrily, he originally wanted Fuman to monitor A Mo, but the man in black last night made him really worried, so he went to deliver dumplings later, and found that there was someone at the door of the firewood room where A Mo was. A footprint that is not very clear, it is definitely not the pattern of his soles.

How Amo could contact so many mountain thieves in the previous life was already a question, but now that this happened again, Zhu Yu had to be on guard, and only then did he think of letting Amo live by his side, and let Fuman monitor him method.

But it’s going to be difficult for Amo to live in Fuman after he just moved in. Even if Fuman is under his pressure and doesn’t move Amo on the surface, something will always happen behind the scenes Come on, if A Mo is angered by that time, and they directly wipe out their family in advance, then Zhu Yu will lose all his previous efforts!

"Otherwise..." Zhu Yu said hesitantly, "Amo, you live with me, just outside my house."

"Master, what are you thinking!" Hearing Zhu Yu's words, Fu Man resisted the severe pain and shouted, "You haven't even lived outside with a maid, why did you let this kid live?"

"Oh, what are you talking about, then who am I thanking for this?" Zhu Yu was so angry that he wished to take a horsewhip and lash Fuman a few times. Do you live in a room by yourself?

But this is also good, I will feel more at ease when I look at Amo, and Amo will not contact the bandits under his nose, right?Besides, if Amo really colludes with the bandits, he will be able to get both the stolen goods and catch them right away.

But...Amo really hated him so much that he wanted to collude with bandits and kill his whole family?What on earth did I do to make it worthwhile for a person to do this?

Just as Zhu Yu was thinking, he met A Mo's eyes inadvertently. It was still the same azure blue as before, obviously the color as clear as the sky, but it was hard to see what he was thinking.

"Let's go, go to my place." Zhu Yu panicked inexplicably, turned around and said, "If the quilt is dirty, I don't want it anymore, I'll find someone to get you a new one."

Although Zhu Yu said that Amo didn't need to bring the quilt over, Amo still insisted on bringing over the quilt with a dirty footprint on it. Dive in and hide.

Really, I don't know what I'm talking about.Zhu Yu was pacing in the room, upset and irritable. Originally, there were still some books to read, but now she couldn't read a single word.

After tossing and tossing for most of the morning, Zhu Yu's stomach was empty, and he could no longer hide in the room. After thinking about it, he bravely walked out of the room, ready to go to the kitchen to order food to fill his stomach.

As soon as he walked outside, Zhu Yu saw A Mo who was sitting on the small stool stand up all of a sudden, with a tense and cramped expression on his face, and even a little anticipation.

"Are you free to do?" Zhu Yu felt something was wrong as soon as he finished speaking. He was his master, and the master didn't arrange work, so he naturally had nothing to do.

Sure enough, after Zhu Yu finished speaking, A Mo lowered his head, and his standing body was a little stiff.

Zhu Yu suddenly felt a chill down his back. Would the words he said just now make this man angry? Now this man lives in the same room with him. One knife, then his life will be lost!

"Ahem, it's okay, you just stay here, I'll go find Fuman..."

Before Zhu Yu could finish speaking, he saw Amo standing in front of him all of a sudden, with a displeased expression on his face.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Yu was taken aback by this, "You won't be angry, will you? I didn't say anything?"

A Mo shook his head, just pointed at himself, his eyes were very persistent.

"You don't want me to ask you to do something, do you?" Zhu Yu barely understood Amo's meaning, "But you can't speak, I want to ask Fuman to ask him to ask for food from the kitchen, you... ..."

Amo's eyes were lonely for a moment, but he thought of something again. He glanced at Zhu Yu's Four Treasures of the Study outside, and directly brought Zhu Yu to the table.

"You want me to write it down?" Zhu Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he suddenly felt that Amo was a little bit cute, although he was tall and big, but sometimes he had a temper like a child.

A Mo nodded, reached out to take the inkstone to grind ink for Zhu Yu, Zhu Yu took the pen with a smile, just about to write the first stroke, but his hand stopped suddenly.

"You...you know how to grind ink and write? How could a slave learn this? Who are you?"

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