wife addiction

Uncle Fan was stunned for a moment when he heard me call his second young master by his name, and then immediately returned to normal: "Well, in the second young master's yard, Yun'er and I are the only ones left, and Yun'er is here. Your servant, you will see her often in the future, this is your house, and you will live here from now on."

As Uncle Fan said, he led me through a pile of flowers and plants, and came to a hut against the wall. Next to the hut, there was a dense and dense plane tree, which matched the hut quite well.

I walked in with Uncle Fan, and at a glance I saw that my things had been arranged neatly, and there was a pot of Phalaenopsis in full bloom by the window.

I am a little dumbfounded, Zong Xian's action is too fast.

The compartment of the hut is the toilet, and there is a kitchen outside.

"If you like to cook by yourself, there are stoves and tableware here, both newly bought by the second young master." Uncle Fan pointed to the pile of shiny kitchen utensils in the kitchen and said to me.

I nodded and didn't speak, I don't know how to cook, at most I can cook instant noodles, but now it seems that I'm afraid I have to support myself.

Uncle Fan ordered some other things, told me to rest today and start working tomorrow, and then left.

I stayed alone in the hut, looking at the swaying tree shadows by the window, I suddenly felt that this kind of life might be good.

I used to be too high-spirited before, so I was frustrated everywhere, but now I finally have to keep my feet on the ground.

It may be a good choice to start everything from scratch.

However, I don't know if I can do this job well, but since Zong Xian chose me, do I really have some undiscovered potential?

"Dudu...dudu..."

Suddenly the sound of the mobile phone came from the room, I shuddered, looked around, and found it in a handbag.

I opened it and saw that there were more than 40 missed calls and more than N text messages, all of which were sent by my brother.

I didn't have time to read the content of the text message, so I answered the phone immediately, and my brother's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Where are you Xiaoying? Are you with Zong Xian? Did he hurt you?"

"I'm fine." I frowned, somehow displeased.

Zong Xian is so dangerous?

"Brother, you don't have to worry about my affairs. I have found a job and I am very satisfied with the status quo. I want to take a break and hang up first."

I hung up the phone without waiting for him to speak, not sure if I was mad that he didn't find me in time or if I just didn't want to talk to him.

My brother didn't call me again, but I was tossing and turning on the bed, restless.

Am I talking too hard?

Was my attitude just now too ruthless?

I held my phone and looked at it for a long time, but in the end I didn't make a call.

Apologies or something, I'm not good at it.

I sat up from the bed, opened the door, went to the garden again, walked around the garden, saw a swing, and sat on it.

The garden is very quiet, no, it should be said to be very lively.

There are clusters of flowers, bees surrounded by butterflies, everything is busy, but I am the only bystander.

After more than half an hour like this, someone came to see me.

It was the girl who brought me food that day.

"You are here..." She seemed a little nervous, "I delivered dinner to your room. If you want to cook for yourself, please tell me, and I won't deliver it."

This should be that Yuner, I think.

"I don't know how to cook." I stood up, "Thank you."

"No, you're welcome."

When I walked by her side, I accidentally noticed that her eyes were shining, as if I had just rewarded her with some priceless treasure.

After dinner, she came over to clean up the dishes, and I took my mobile phone and went out for a walk.

I think I was originally a nerd, the kind of nerd until I die, but when I came here, I couldn’t stay in the house, probably because of the uneasiness caused by unfamiliarity with the surrounding environment and my curiosity about the courtyard.

Passing through the corner gate is Zong Xian's yard. Uncle Fan is feeding the big peacock in the yard, and Yun'er is watching from the sidelines.

I thought that this peacock was fed by Zong Xian himself, but unexpectedly it was Uncle Fan.

"Yo," Uncle Fan saw me right away, I wanted to pretend I didn't see it, and it was too late, so I walked up to him and greeted him.

It's not that I hate him, but that I like to be alone and chat with people. I'm not good at it. What's more, I have a slight social phobia.