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Young Master Lu's sudden return made Ye Hanzheng happy for a while, and he didn't think of that dream again until before going to bed. He was either worried about other things, or he was afraid that if he had another strange dream tonight, it would be bad if Lu Mingxiao found out.After thinking for a long time, I finally came up with a solution, put on my pajamas in the bathroom, and walked back to the room with stiff steps.

Lu Mingxiao was leaning on the bed reading a book, when he saw him coming in, he was startled, frowned and asked, "Are you cold?"

Ye Hanzheng wore a set of thick cotton pajamas, his face was flushed from the heat, and he insisted, "It's not too cold."

"It's not cold and you wear it so thick?" Lu Mingxiao put down the book and said, "Take it off."

Ye Hanzheng hesitated for a while, then took off his cotton pajamas.

Just as Lu Mingxiao wanted him to go to bed, he discovered that what was hidden under the padded pajamas turned out to be a set of fleece pajamas?No wonder his face is so red, it's not hot.He glanced over, and Ye Hanzheng knew he couldn't wear it, so he took off the fleece pajamas again, this time revealing the clothes he usually wears, but it was wrinkled and seemed much smaller, Lu Mingxiao felt something was wrong and got out of bed Picking up the hem of his clothes and counting them, there are three layers in total, not counting the innermost vest. The corners of his eyebrows twitched and he asked, "Are you a nesting doll?"

"No." Ye Hanzheng's eyes dodged, and only now did he realize that the more he concealed, the more suspicious he would be, but it was too late, Lu Mingxiao crossed his arms and asked him, "Why are you dressed like this?"

"I......"

"Don't lie."

Ye Hanzheng's face was really red this time, and his ears were buzzing like mosquitoes: "Dream...dream....forgotten."

Lu Mingxiao didn't expect this to be the reason, stared at his red earlobe and coughed, and replied stiffly: "Oh."

Ye Hanzheng was forced to take off two layers of pajamas that night, but luckily the next morning he was safe and he was relieved.

It's almost the Spring Festival, and the house hasn't been carefully arranged. If it's just the housekeeper and Ye Hanzheng, it's easy to say. The two of them will have a hot pot meal in the small restaurant in the backyard, and then watch the party together. This year will be over.

But now that the master is back, he can't be so sloppy. The housekeeper hastily called Aunt Fang and the other servants and asked them to give up their vacation.

Ye Hanzheng couldn't understand it at first. After all, the two of them were here, so they could take care of the young master. Later, he realized that if Lu Mingxiao was at home, then Old Master Lu and Cheng Shuyun would definitely come back.

It's just that he didn't expect that even Mr. Lu, who he had never seen before, came back together.

Aunt Fang brought some specialties from home, distributed them to the housekeeper and other servants, and began to plan for tonight's New Year's Eve dinner, "I haven't cooked for Mr. Lu in 20 years, I almost forgot his taste." Saying that he forgot, he skillfully put away the onion, ginger and garlic.

Ye Hanzheng said, "Mr. Lu hasn't come back for so many years?"

"Yeah, I don't know why, but I didn't come back all of a sudden, not to mention our family, even Qi Anshi never came back, I heard that this is his..."

"Don't talk about Master." Before Aunt Fang could finish her sentence, the housekeeper walked in.

She quickly silenced and stopped talking.

Ye Hanzheng had never seen the butler look so serious, and he also closed his mouth. The butler looked a little tired, paused for a few seconds, sighed softly, and said to Aunt Fang, "If he hears it, I won't be happy."

"Hey." Aunt Fang said, "I know you're doing it for my own good."

The housekeeper nodded, then looked at Ye Hanzheng again: "Madam bought you a gift, come out and have a look."

Cheng Shuyun has not been in China for the New Year for a long time, and she was so happy that she took her servants out shopping early in the morning. Although she is old, she is well-maintained and in good health. She does not look like an ordinary elderly person at all. Ask Mr. Lu: "Do you mean Xiao will like it?"

Old man Lu leaned on the sofa to read the newspaper, and raised his eyelids to glance at the study on the second floor. His son and grandson had been there for almost two hours. It was really unfilial to say nothing about not taking him with him.

"I'm asking you something." Cheng Shuyun took out another fluffy hat, saw Ye Hanzheng coming over, and hurriedly said, "Come on kid, try this."

Ye Hanzheng said thank you, and put it on his head. The circumference of his head was a little smaller, and he looked awkward. Cheng Shuyun slightly raised his head to help him tidy up, and then suddenly realized: "Look at my brain, I bought it. It seems to be a children's model."

She compared Ye Hanzheng's height, feeling a little emotional: "Hanzheng has grown up already."

Ye Hanzheng smiled and nodded.

"When I first came to our house, I was still a little bean." She asked Ye Hanzheng to take off his hat and gave him another sweater. The red one was the same as Lu Mingxiao's. It looked very festive, but this time he bought it again. When I grow up, I worry about my headache.

"Old is old, no matter how young your mentality is and your brain can't keep up, it's useless." Mr. Lu sat aside and said sarcastic remarks, staring at the study room very concerned, and kept complaining in his heart. He was really lawless. The Lord puts it in his eyes.

Just as he was thinking, there was a loud slamming door from the second floor. The people in the living room raised their heads at the same time and saw Lu Mingxiao returning to the bedroom with a gloomy face. Get off everyone, finally stay on Ye Hanzheng for a few seconds, and go to the third floor.

This kind of scene is commonplace. When Lu Mingxiao was young, he still had some respect for Mr. Lu. Now that he is grown up, he would quarrel with him.

When it was time for dinner, Lu Mingxiao still didn't go downstairs. He was used to self-willedness. Every time he lost his temper, Cheng Shuyun sent red envelopes to all the servants who rushed back, telling them to go back to the backyard to watch TV and set off fireworks. Ye Hanzheng also received one, but gave it to the housekeeper. The housekeeper didn't refuse, knowing what the child was thinking, so he accepted it.

"Aren't you going back to rest?" Ye Hanzheng took out the freshly cooked dumplings and prepared to take them upstairs. The housekeeper glanced at Mr. Lu who was sitting on the sofa and said, "Go up, I'll wait a little longer."

Ye Hanzheng responded and walked out.

The light in the bedroom was a bit dim. Lu Mingxiao sat on the carpet on the balcony, looking out the window, not sure if he could see clearly. Ye Hanzheng put the dumplings aside, turned on the light, and saw a red sweater thrown on the bed. It was brought up by Cheng Shuyun.

He called out: "Master", and walked over with his sweater. Lu Mingxiao glanced at him lightly, as if he was still angry. Ye Hanzheng didn't know the reason, and didn't ask. He just thought about how to make Lu Mingxiao happy and not make him angry. Belly hungry.

When he went upstairs, he brought the children's hat by the way. Cheng Shuyun was very childlike, and bought a penguin-shaped one, which looked very cute. Ye Hanzheng put the hat on, and put the sweater sleeves rolled around his wrists Get down and squat on the ground.

Lu Mingxiao asked: "What are you doing?"

That sweater was really big, it could hide Ye Hanzheng's whole body, he swung his sleeves and yelled twice, Lu Mingxiao said cooperatively, "Chicken?"

Ye Hanzheng shook his head, then swung his sleeves and moved two steps left and right. Lu Mingxiao raised his eyebrows: "Duck?"

"Ye Fat Chirp?"

"No, no." Ye Hanzheng stretched out his hand, pointed to the hat, and announced the answer: "It's a penguin!"

"What penguin, it's Ye Fat Chirp." Lu Mingxiao raised the corners of his mouth, feeling much better, and raised his hand to embrace Ye Hanzheng by his side, letting him sit side by side with him.

Someone set off fireworks outside the window, Ye Hanzheng looked at it for a while, and said, "Young master, are you eating?"

Lu Mingxiao said, "Don't eat."

"How about some food?"

"I said I wouldn't eat it."

"But......"

"No buts."

Ye Hanzheng knew that he would be unhappy again if he continued talking, so he picked up the sweater: "Then can you put on your clothes, young master? It will be a new year soon, and Aunt Wang told me that new clothes should be worn in the new year." , this is called farewell to the old..."

"Shut up." Lu Mingxiao impatiently took the sweater and put it on his body, and then told him to keep quiet with a tiger face. He had just been taught a lesson by Lu Haodong, and he blamed him for rushing back without prior notice and disrupting the situation. He made a lot of plans and asked him why, but he kept silent, so there was a stalemate for a long time.

Although it was his fault, he didn't want to admit it.

After midnight, the sound of firecrackers gradually became much quieter. The servants in the backyard went to rest, and Lu Mingxiao was about to wash up. Just as he was about to stand up, his shoulders suddenly sank, and he found that Ye Hanzheng had fallen asleep leaning on him. Tonight On New Year's Eve, he was really tired after a busy day with the servants.

Lu Mingxiao's eyes fell on the bridge of his nose, and he slowly sat back on the spot. A firework exploded in the distant night sky. Young Master Lu suddenly turned his head, kissed the corner of his slightly opened mouth.