ugly moth

Chapter 15

When seeing Luo Junnian, Fei Mo finally believed that she was just a substitute.

When Musu bought Fei Mo from a human trafficker, Fei Mo asked him: "Master, Fei Mo doesn't know anything, why are you willing to buy Fei Mo?"

At that time, Fei Mo was thin and dirty, and he couldn't work at first glance, and it was useless to buy it back.

But Musu wiped Fei Mo's face with a handkerchief, and smiled softly: "Because you are very similar to an old friend of mine."

This old man is Luo Junnian.

Mu Su has liked Luo Junnian since he was a child, but Luo Junnian had a childhood sweetheart, and his childhood sweethearts fell in love with each other, so Mu Su couldn't help himself.

Later, Mu Su saw Fei Mo locked up by traffickers on the street, and felt a little familiar, but after a closer look, he realized that Fei Mo was very similar to Luo Junnian.

It's a pity that Fei Mo didn't look like her when she grew up. After she became more and more different from Luo Junnian, Mu Su never saw Fei Mo again.

Fei Mo is 20 years old and works as a cook in Mu's family, earning a living.

It snowed heavily this year, and the housekeeper who brought people to get the food said that there were guests in the mansion, and asked them to show their true skills, so as not to embarrass the Mu mansion.

The chef who had been in the kitchen for a long time asked the housekeeper loudly: "Is the one from the Luo family here?"

The butler took a cucumber and ate it, biting it and saying, "Yes, not only that one, but also that one's father, who is a relative of the emperor, so majestic..."

Fei Mo makes dim sum, kneads the dough well, and when it's time to leaven, she goes to the housekeeper and says, "Uncle Housekeeper, Fei Mo will go with you to deliver food today?"

"Oh, please don't, that Mr. Luo said that he really wants to taste the dim sum you made. Please help me." The butler patted Fei Mo's shoulder, and then whispered, "That Mr. Luo is the current Holy Majesty's Uncle Huang, I entrust you with this snack."

"...It should be." Fei Mo was not annoyed when he was rejected, he understood what the butler said, that is, when the hot dishes are served later, he can bring the snacks up by himself.

Speaking of which, Fei Mo is most fortunate that he learned how to make dim sum in Mu Mansion. Even if he can't stay in Mu Manor in the future, he won't worry about having nowhere to go.

It was dark after a meal, and Fei Mo’s dim sum had just been prepared. A basket of colorful milk-flavored steamed buns, a plate of jasmine green tea mung bean cake, and a plate of chestnut yam cake. Clear, suitable for eating after meals.

Bringing snacks into the room, Fei Mo only dared to take a hasty look at the three people at the table when entering the door.

With just one glance, Fei Mo understood that Luo Junnian's substitute was not just talking.

There are many people in Mu's residence who look more like Luo Junnian than Fei Mo, so Fei Mo has to accept his fate, no matter how good he is to Mu Su, some things will not change.

In the evening, Fei Mo returned to her yard and took out the deed of sale that Musu had given him before. Musu said that when he grows up, he can leave the Mu residence at any time. wear.

Fei Mo lit the deed of sale and threw it into the charcoal basin. Without the deed of sale, he was free.

That night, Fei Mo packed up her things and prepared to leave, but the housekeeper knocked on the door before dawn the next day: "Fei Mo, Fei Mo, wake up, the master is looking for you."

Fei Mo stared blankly and waited to put on his clothes and open the door. He was terrified by the cold wind outside: "What's wrong? What do you want me to do?"

"I heard that the one who likes your dim sum should want you to make it for breakfast." The butler said with a smile.

"Then why don't you come earlier, it's five o'clock now." Fei Mo closed the door swiftly, "Hurry up, hurry up, uncle housekeeper, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time."

The butler grabbed Fei Mo: "Hey wait, the master told you to come over and make some of Master Luo's favorite food."

Fei Mo paused, feeling cold all the time: "That's it...then let's go there quickly."

In the study, Mu Su only took one look at Fei Mo, and said a few things Luo Junnian liked to eat, as well as Luo Junnian's taboos, and let Fei Mo go down.

"Master... Do you only have these few words to tell Fei Mo?" Fei Mo pulled the corner of her mouth with difficulty.

"Otherwise? Jun Nian is about to get up, so hurry up." Mu Su still didn't lift his head.

Fei Mo endured and endured, pushed away the butler and kept pulling her hand, and said, "Since this is the case, Fei Mo wants to tell the master that after finishing today's meal, Fei Mo will not do it."

Musu's hands stopped, and finally he looked up at Fei Mo, with a sharp expression: "What do you mean? It's difficult for you to make breakfast, right?"

"That's not true, Fei Mo plans to leave, the winter here is too cold, and I want to spend the winter in the south of the Yangtze River." Fei Mo looked Mu Su directly in the eyes, hoping that he would understand what he meant.

He is Fei Moth, yearning for fire, it is too cold here, he is about to freeze to death.

Mu Su frowned: "Can't it be a few days later? Jun Nian will stay here for three months, you—"

Fei Mo directly interrupted Mu Su's words, not wanting to listen any more: "Master, you were the one who said it back then, Fei Mo can leave whenever he wants, don't you always do what you say?"

Mu Su leaned back on the chair and looked at Fei Mo quietly: "Fei Mo, I bought you back in the first place, and your food and clothing expenses for the past few years have all come from Mu's house, don't you know how to be grateful? ?”

"Of course Fei Mo knows, so he has recorded all the money used in these years. Today, he will return all the principal and interest to the master, thanking the master for saving his life." Fei Mo took out the account book and put it on Mu Su's desk. forward.

Then Fei Mo left the study and went to the kitchen to cook breakfast for Musu, Luo Junnian and Luo Junnian's father.

The housekeeper followed to the kitchen, and regretfully said, "Fei Mo, why can't you think about leaving Mu Mansion? How wonderful, at least you don't have to worry about food and clothing, right?"

"Who said that? When have you ever seen Fei Mo buy new clothes?" Fei Mo replied while adding and removing firewood under the stove.

"No, everyone in the house can get it, where do I need to buy it?" the butler asked strangely.

Fei Mo smiled helplessly: "I told the cashier that I don't need to prepare my share, and I will exchange all of it for cash, so that I can pay back everything owed to the master."

The housekeeper didn't understand: "Why are you doing this?"

"Why is this necessary?" Fei Mo said with a smile, "Uncle Housekeeper, do you know how much the Zuixian Tower in the Imperial City pays to invite me over?"

"How many?"

"50 taels of silver a month." Fei Mo stretched out a slap and shook, "50 taels, go to the traffickers to buy a child at most one tael of silver, and they will offer 50 taels."

When the sky was completely bright, the housekeeper came to say that those few people were all up, waiting for Fei Mo's breakfast.

Fei Mo can only make dim sum. Porridge and soy milk are prepared by other cooks in the kitchen, so Fei Mo will follow them to deliver breakfast, and Fei Mo will not look awkward when several cooks gather together.

Just as he was about to step back, the man on the main seat said, "Which one is Master Feimo?"

Fei Mo hesitated and walked to the front, not daring to look at this handsome prince who compared Musu and Luo Junnian to ordinary people: "Cao Min, what orders does your lord have?"

"This king wants you to go to the imperial city with me, what if I don't know what to do?"

The author has something to say: [End of this chapter]

Menstruation, pain to dementia.Really demented, catch a bug.

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