Ji Ting opened his eyes, the surrounding environment has changed, and the clothes on his body have also changed into professional suits. At this time, he is standing in front of the kitchen with a group of girls wearing the same clothes to listen to the training.
The middle-aged woman standing opposite them glanced at them: "The servant rules have been handed over to you in advance, I won't go into details, and now I will start assigning work."
As soon as she finished speaking, a group of young girls in their twenties straightened their backs and looked at her expectantly. The middle-aged woman looked at these people as if she were looking at merchandise, and paused when her eyes fell on Ji Ting's face, a little surprise flashed in her eyes: "What's your name?"
Ji Ting lowered his eyes: "Ji Ting."
"Very good, from today onwards, you will be in charge of the daily life of Young Master Gu, do you know how to be more vigilant?" As soon as the middle-aged woman said the words, Ji Ting gave a few envious and jealous eyes.
Gu Zhi is a rumored business prodigy, and also the most favored young master in the family. If he can climb up to him, even if he doesn't have any thoughts and just serves him dutifully, he will be a head above other servants in the family.
... But what are these Guan Ji listening to? Gu Zhi is the male protagonist of this story, and she only wants to get close to the male supporting role!
Ji Ting groaned in her heart, and before she could refuse, the middle-aged woman passed by her with a serious face, and went to someone else to send her a job, she could only swallow what she wanted to say first.
When reaching the last girl, the middle-aged woman said calmly: "The nanny at the young master's place has resigned, you can take care of him."
Ji Ting's brows twitched. In this family, the only one who can be called the young master without adding a name prefix is the male partner she is looking for.
Just when she was thinking about how to change jobs with that girl later, the girl suddenly cried: "Foreman, please change my job. I heard that the young master has a bad temper and beats people. I really can't stand it..."
After so many days of training here, who doesn't know that although this young master is the husband's own, he is not favored at all. Will be bullied to death.
The most important thing is that the people here are very powerful, the young master is not favored, and those who follow him are also discriminated against, and their status is not as high as the aunt who cleans the toilet. I don't know how hard it will be.
"Nonsense!" The middle-aged woman was obviously angry. "You can also arrange, young master? If you like to work or not, some people want this job!"
The girl looked up in horror: "I can't go, my mother is still sick and needs my salary for medical treatment."
"Then stay here well." The middle-aged woman had checked the information of these girls a long time ago, knowing that she would not dare to resign easily, so she was asked to take care of that difficult young master.
The girl looked desperate, and just as she was about to agree, a gentle voice came from beside her: "Foreman, why don't I change it with her."
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone's eyes were on Ji Ting, and the middle-aged woman turned cold: "Do you know what you are talking about?"
Ji Ting smiled kindly, trying to make her eyes look less aggressive: "I want to change with her. For me, any job is the same. I will do my job well."
The middle-aged woman's expression was very pale, and she sneered for a while: "Then you go and serve the young master." Originally, for the sake of her beauty, I gave her a chance to serve the young master Gu. Since she was shameless, then whatever.
The middle-aged woman turned around and left. The people who were still jealous of Ji Ting just now gathered around the girl who had just cried, and said some congratulatory words sourly, completely ignoring Ji Ting.
The girl walked to Ji Ting's side with red eyes: "Thank you, I really appreciate it."
"Well, work hard, your mother is still waiting for you." Ji Ting smiled gently at her, and the girl nodded gratefully.
A group of people had a clear job description, so they went to their own jobs. Ji Ting left alone, with the plot of this mission in his mind.
The novel she is wearing this time is called "Crazy Sadomasochism". Based on the title of the novel with a strong visual sense, she reasonably suspects that it is the same author as the previous one.
The male supporting role in this article is the young master of a wealthy family. Because his mother committed suicide and witnessed his father cheating, he completely broke up with his father. In addition, he fell into the water at the age of seventeen and has been sick all the time.
His father hated making a wife, and he also hated this son. Seeing that he was not in good health, he simply drove him from the main courtyard to live in the most dilapidated small building in the house on the grounds that he was not in good health. He raised his son as his own, but the male partner's own son was deliberately forgotten by him.
And the son adopted by the male supporting father is the male customer value of this article.
As the hero gets better and better, the father of the hero becomes more and more eccentric. When he goes out, he always claims that there is only the son of the hero, and the people around him follow suit. No one takes the hero seriously. The male supporting role, living in his own home is worse than that of a servant.
When the male supporting role was twenty-two years old, the male lead bribed the doctor and added something to his medicine, which caused the male supporting role to become worse and worse. After more than ten days, he suffered from respiratory failure and was sent to the hospital. His life and death were unknown.
The reason why life and death are unknown is because this article is... screwed.
In the plot, the male supporting role was sent to the hospital. Later, the author said something in green: so many foreshadowings can't be seen, and they are still cursing in the text. Don't write, just scold.
Ji Ting looked confused, closed his eyes and made sure again, it was indeed a scam... What's wrong with it, what kind of novel can you write if you can't cheat? This bastard author, he had better take his sister-in-law and run away before she goes back, otherwise she will have to settle accounts with him.
No matter how good-tempered Ji Ting was, he couldn't help but curse secretly, and then he could only continue thinking.
The ending of the novel means that from the point where the update was interrupted, she lost her golden finger of knowing the plot, and the follow-up plan is all based on her own way of combining the above. Not to mention the difficulty of the task, it is also full of unknowns.
Ji Ting sighed, deeply understanding where the readers' resentment came from. Leaving aside the unfinished business, the male protagonist in this story does not take an unusual path. He is a scheming Dior with a sinister heart. Go home to produce, even at the expense of cutting grass and roots.
In contrast, the male supporting role in the article can be regarded as a little angel... emmm doesn't seem to count, but she is still a victim. If the father hadn't cheated, the mother would not have committed suicide. Relatives looked at him, but he, his own son, was randomly thrown in the dilapidated attic. Under such circumstances, he would become abnormal even if he did not.
In short, the character of the male supporting role is not good enough, and the character of the main character is not good enough. It seems that there is nothing good about it. If she is a reader, she will scold her and give her a negative score.
Ji Ting slandered while walking towards the detached house where the male partner lived. After all, it is a wealthy family, this family is surprisingly large, there will be a single building every other garden. According to the original description, the male supporting role should live in the innermost, most shabby and smallest building.
At this time, it was completely dark, and the huge courtyard was deserted, and the sound of the piano could be heard in the distance. According to the plot description, it was the male lead's father who was holding a birthday party for the male lead.
What's ironic is that the male lead, who was born on the same day as the male protagonist, has a high fever in his small building at this time, and there is no one to take care of him.
Ji Ting walked for a while, thought for a while, turned back, ran to the banquet and stole a piece of cake, and then walked towards the small building with it.
In the original text, this small building was used to store sundries at first, and later the male partner lived here all the time after he fell ill. As soon as Ji Ting entered the door, he saw that the small living room was full of things, and there was almost no place to set foot.
She stretched out her hand to cover the cake, and while preventing the dust from falling on the cake, she walked upstairs lightly. When she reached the male supporting door, she let out a soft breath, and then opened the door.
The moonlight tonight is not bad, at least it can clearly illuminate everything in the house. The room looks pretty good. Although the layout is simple, it has a big bed and sofa, which is much better than the living room on the first floor full of sundries.
There was a smell of medicine in the room, and if you smell it carefully, there is a faint musty smell. It can be seen that although the servants were frightened by the hostile spirit of the male partner, they actually didn't take care of them wholeheartedly. Ji Ting put the cake on the table and said softly: "Master, I brought the cake, you can get up and eat some."
The male supporting role was already in a coma, so naturally he couldn't speak, she walked over by the moonlight, and was stunned when she saw his face—
Shen, Shen Tuchuan? !
She widened her eyes in surprise, realized something for a while, and quickly flipped through the original text in her mind, only to find that the male supporting role had no name in the original text, but after she saw Shen Tuchuan's face, the male supporting role's name appeared'Shen Tuchuan 'Three words.
why? ! As soon as Ji Ting had a question, the reader's resentment automatically answered in his mind: In order to facilitate the traveler to integrate into the plot faster, the male supporting role in each mission world will be set according to the name and image of the male supporting role in the first mission. The character settings have been slightly modified.
... Okay, it sounds very convenient, but it would be great if I could tell you in advance, it would be scary to see this face all of a sudden.
Ji Ting never admitted that he was guilty, coughed and sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out his hand to his forehead. It's quite hot.
Although he knew that his fever went away at dawn in the original text, he was still a little worried that he would be stupid. Ji Ting searched around the room and found a medicine box in the corner. Since Shen Tuchuan has been ill for many years, there are many kinds of medicines in the medicine box. After Ji Ting found the anti-fever medicine, his eyes fell on the traditional Chinese medicine for his health.
Judging from the progress of the plot in the original text, the Chinese medicine has not yet been dosed at this time, and after a while, the male protagonist will start.
After Ji Ting took the fever-reducing medicine, she lowered her eyes and covered the medicine box intact.
"Master, you have a fever, get up and take some medicine." Ji Ting stood beside the bed and called softly, but the other party just let out an uncomfortable muffled groan, and did not open his eyes.
Ji Ting was a little helpless. When he was thinking about whether to forcefully stuff his mouth, he gradually lost his mind... The male partner in this story just turned 22 today. With a sick air, the pointed jaw also reveals a bit of femininity.
Just as she was about to force-feed the medicine, the person on the bed opened his eyes. Although his eyes were foggy due to illness, they didn't feel any more human. The moment Ji Ting and these eyes met, it was as if he had fallen into an ice cave for three or nine days, and his whole body was so cold that it shivered.
Ji Ting adjusted his expression, and said softly: "Master, you are awake, take your medicine."
Shen Tuchuan's eyes only opened for a moment, then closed again and fell into a coma. Ji Ting could only sit on the edge of the bed, holding his head and stuffing medicine into his mouth, and fed him with water.
The warm water slid across the burning throat, Shen Tuchuan frowned, finally regained consciousness, barely opened his eyes, looked at the extra woman in front of him, his lips moved.
Ji Ting put his ear close to him gently: "What did you say?"
"roll."
"..."
Ji Ting's expression froze, and he stood up immediately, and introduced himself to him solemnly: "Hello, young master, I am a new maid, and I will take care of your daily life from now on. You are on antipyretics, you should rest now."
Shen Tuchuan looked at her weakly, his eyes filled with gloomy cold air, Ji Ting sighed: "I'm going out now, you can rest."
After finishing speaking, she turned and left, but within five minutes of going out, she folded back again, and there was an extra towel soaked in cold water and wrung out in her hand.
She sat down next to Shen Tuchuan, wiped the sweat off his face with a towel, slowly wiped it up to his neck, and then went down again. After unbuttoning the two buttons on his clothes, she saw the rash on his body due to dampness, Immediately frowned. He is so fierce that the servants dare to be so careless, if he is softer, he will not be bullied to death.
When she got to the place where the trousers were, she suddenly looked maliciously, but this time she kept her eyes open, looked up at Shen Tuchuan's face carefully, and after confirming that he was really asleep, she quietly pinched the corner of his trousers waist , and then give it a gentle pull.
Black.
Ji Ting's eyes showed sympathy, what kind of aggrieved must he be to be so disgusted with the current life. She sighed, helped him tidy up his clothes, and was about to go downstairs to the servant's room to rest when she was suddenly grabbed by the hand.
His strength was so great that he hardly seemed sick, like a drowning man grasping at floating straw. Ji Ting endured the pain, and slowed down his voice: "Young master, young master? Have you had a nightmare?"
Shen Tuchuan muttered something, Ji Ting was a little hesitant, she really didn't want to take the initiative to post it, if she was told to fuck off again, she would have to save face.
But she didn't listen, Shen Tuchuan kept talking, her voice was so vague that she couldn't hear anything at all, so she could only move closer.
"mom… "
Ji Ting paused for a moment, and responded unconscionably: "Hey, son."
Hearing her response, Shen Tuchuan instinctively felt something was wrong, but just twitched his brows, and soon fell into a coma, and even let go of Ji Ting's wrist.
Ji Ting just stood up, helped him tuck the quilt before leaving, turned around and went downstairs.
Downstairs there was still a lot of clutter. She was hiding here and there like playing minesweeper, and finally arrived at her small room... well, except for a 1.2 meter bed and a thin quilt, there was no furniture at all. Now, the only household appliance is the lamp.
It was mentioned in the original text that the servants knew that the male supporting role was not taken seriously, and his people would not be taken seriously, so they bullied casually, and withheld everything that should be given as much as possible. If they are sure, no one will host It is fair, so it is quite unscrupulous to do things.
Ji Ting snorted lightly, disapproving of the hero's unrefined methods, and fell asleep directly on the wet and narrow bed.
Just after changing the world, her mind was full of tasks, and she didn't sleep well this time, she woke up just after dawn. Sitting on the bed in a daze for a while as usual, she got up and went upstairs after washing. Seeing that Shen Tuchuan was still sleeping, she went over and put her hand on his forehead.
Well, the temperature is already normal.
Ji Ting heaved a sigh of relief, just as he was about to take his hands away, he met a pair of cold, dark eyes. She put down her hand calmly, and smiled softly: "Master, you are awake."
Shen Tuchuan stared at her indifferently.
Ji Ting was overwhelmed by his gaze, his eyes flickered for a moment to see the cake on the table, and hurried over to bring the cake over: "Your birthday was yesterday, I went to the banquet and brought you a piece of cake, I wish you a happy birthday." He stretched out his hand She's so considerate when she doesn't hit people with smiling faces, so he shouldn't be able to pick a thorn in his side, right
Shen Tuchuan's eyes fell on her white hands, he stared at the cake for a moment, then sat up and took it from her hands. Ji Ting heaved a sigh of relief, just as he was about to make some more intimacy, he saw him hook his fingers towards him.
Ji Ting leaned forward suspiciously, seeing that his fingers were still moving, he had to bend down again, and just as he was about to ask for his order, a piece of cake stuck to his face.
"..." Ji Ting was stunned for a moment, then smirked with a cake on his face, "Did I offend you in any way?"
A trace of ridicule flashed in Shen Tuchuan's eyes: "Call me son? Are you impatient?"
"..." Who can tell her why a person who has a high fever until he is in a coma remembers a cheap sentence she said yesterday
The air was stiff for a moment, Ji Ting bit the bullet and said: "Master, you remember wrongly, how dare I call it that?"
"You pretend I didn't hear?" Shen Tuchuan's face was cold.
Ji Ting bit his lips, and bowed his head guiltily for a long while: "I'm sorry... You grabbed my hand and called Madam, I thought you were missing your mother, so I wanted to coax you like a neighbor's child..."
Before she could finish speaking, a pillow was thrown towards her again. She instinctively wanted to hide, but she fell down. Fortunately, he was weak and had no strength, so it didn't hurt at all.
Just throwing a pillow took most of Shen Tuchuan's energy, he gasped and looked at Ji Ting, with hatred overflowing from between his teeth: "You don't deserve to mention her."
This man's habit of violence is really a headache. Ji Ting nodded condescendingly: "Master, it's time for you to have breakfast, I'll get you breakfast."
After she finished speaking, she picked up the pillow, and after thinking about it, she went to the bed again. Under the pressure of his murderous gaze, while he was not paying attention, she held his head with one hand and stuffed the pillow behind his neck with the other. Ran.
Shen Tuchuan didn't expect that she had been beaten and dared to come over to put a pillow for him, so he was stunned for a moment, and when he realized it, she had already fled like a rabbit.
Ji Ting ran too fast when she went downstairs, and almost tripped over those sundries. She frowned when she saw these things, but she didn't care too much, and went out to the kitchen instead.
Since Shen Tuchuan lived in this independent small building, he seldom went out. The servants who served him took three meals a day to the kitchen, so Ji Ting was going to get him breakfast now.
She walked along the path of memory, and the scenes that were not obvious last night were all in her eyes at this moment. The small building where Shen Tuchuan lives now is the innermost part of the mansion. The small building is surrounded by a wall, and a yard is enclosed to isolate it from other places.
In the original text, this small building and yard were designed by Shen Tuchuan's mother herself. After it was built, she lived in it until she committed suicide. Even the mourning hall was placed in this small courtyard. Later, his father thought it was an unlucky place, so he used it as a place to put sundries. Until Shen Tuchuan moved in later, those sundries were not cleared.
The small courtyard where flowers and plants were planted and koi carp used to grow has become overgrown due to no one managing it these years, and the original small pond has also dried up. Compared with the picturesque gardening outside the courtyard, this place is like a wild land.
This courtyard should be quite important to the male supporting role, so let's clean it up after getting him some food. Thinking about it, Ji Ting quickened his pace to go to the kitchen.
She came early, and the kitchen was still getting ready. She came in and said hello to the aunts in the kitchen, saying that she was here to get breakfast.
The aunt in the kitchen took a look at her, and immediately greeted her warmly. After saying hello, she put the prepared meals on a plate, and finally put them in the insulated lunch box. Ji Ting stretched his head to watch, feeling that the food was surprisingly good.
"Master Gu had a bit of a cold yesterday, but you can't take medicine after drinking alcohol. The kitchen has made hot soup. You can use it to sweat him. There are double servings, one of which is yours," the aunt said as she picked up the meal. The box was handed to her, "You are so beautiful, no wonder you are blessed to serve Young Master Gu."
"That... I'm here to get breakfast for the young master, not for the young master Gu." Although he was very happy to be praised, Ji Ting still reminded him.
Then she saw the auntie's expression change in seconds, she took the lunch box back with a straight face, and pointed to the corner with her chin in a calm manner: "I won't tell you what I got for the young master, it took so long, if the young master is hungry Can you afford to delay? Go get it."
Rao Ji Ting knew that they favored the high and trampled the low, but when she heard her speech with such a huge contrast, she couldn't help secretly expressing her admiration.
There is nothing to care about with this kind of person, Ji Ting turned around to the corner, and saw a bun and porridge on the small table, and a pancake that was obviously made overnight. The steamed stuffed bun and porridge should be from Shen Tuchuan, and the pancakes should be from him. When he touched the porridge bowl again, it was only warm.
Compared with those hot meals and dishes just now, it's like heaven and earth. Ji Ting looked back at the woman: "It's getting cold, can you warm it up?"
"It's hot when it's made. Who told you to come late so you can't heat it up. Just take it and let the young master punish you. You'll have a long memory." The woman's voice was sharp.
Ji Ting nodded in a good-tempered manner, and slowly put the breakfast into the dining box, just when someone called the woman's name outside the door, the woman cursed 'delay' and went out.
As soon as she left, Ji Ting, who had been sluggish just now, immediately rushed to the door to open Gu Zhi's lunch box. After seeing the rich breakfast inside, he took some at random and quickly covered the lunch box. He ran back to pack the box with the plate in his hand, and left confidently with the box in his hand.
Ten minutes after returning to the small building, Shen Tuchuan had already changed his clothes and was sitting in front of the window sill wondering what he was thinking. As soon as Ji Ting entered the door, he saw him blowing air against the window, so he hurried over to close the window, and patiently explained to his sudden gloomy gaze: "Your fever has just subsided, so you can't blow air."
Shen Tuchuan gave her a gloomy look, and pushed the window open.
Ji Ting had no choice but to help him find a piece of clothing to put on, but he took it for granted that he threw it away. Ji Ting sighed: "You really don't need to reject me so much, I have no bad intentions for you, I just want to take good care of you."
"Get lost." This was Shen Tuchuan's answer to her.
Ji Ting stood still, and patiently reasoned with him: "Even if I get out, the family will still send another person. Those people are definitely not as dedicated as I am. You might as well keep me. I will never bother you. ,is it okay?"
"roll."
"..." Forget it, this is someone who can't understand human words, Ji Ting decided to ignore it for the time being, "That's fine, can you eat first?"
Without waiting for Shen Tuchuan to reply, she took the lunch box to the dining table and placed the buns and porridge inside on the table. Shen Tuchuan didn't care at first, but he paused after smelling the aroma of the food, glanced at the dining table, saw the buns and porridge, and taunted: "Didn't your senior tell you that you should deduct half of these?"
Ji Ting paused the hand that was about to serve the food, and raised his head in doubt: "Why?"
"Because if you don't do this, you will starve to death." The smile on Shen Tuchuan's face was malicious, and it looked very scary.
But Ji Ting got another meaning: He knows that being his servant is very difficult, so he still bullies others like this. If the original intention was to let the servant leave her to make life easier, then she could still understand, but all the performances of this brother are just venting his violence.
Shen Tuchuan wanted to see a panicked expression on her face, but instead of not, she calmly took out a bowl of egg custard with shrimps, a basket of steamed dumplings, and a plate of mushrooms and cabbage cores from the dining box.
"Master, let's eat quickly." Ji Ting looked at him expectantly.
Shen Tuchuan looked at these things and asked uncertainly, "Where did you get these things?"
"We couldn't get enough of these breakfasts just by looking at them, and there happened to be something else on the table, so I took two more." Ji Ting was afraid that he would drop the things when he heard that they were for Gu Zhi, so he lied, "Young master, come and eat quickly. You have just recovered from your fever, so you need to make up for it."
Shen Tuchuan's expression was gloomy, and he walked slowly towards the dining table after a while, and began to eat without saying a word. He seems to be extremely picky eater, he doesn't eat anything else, he only eats the bowl of custard with shrimps, and soon the bowl of custard will be exhausted.
Ji Ting was also hungry, standing aside her stomach grunted twice, but she looked normal, and couldn't help talking to Shen Tuchuan: "Do you like custard, Master? Then I'll get it for you tomorrow."
"I'm afraid you won't have a chance to get it." Shen Tuchuan lazily put down his chopsticks after eating the custard.
Ji Ting was puzzled: "Why?"
Shen Tuchuan looked at her, with a trace of mockery in his indifference: "Because you took the custard that Gu Zhi must eat every day, and now the custard is gone, I guess the kitchen is looking for someone who stole the custard, and you will be fired before tomorrow .”
"... You just kept eating custard just because I was fired?" Ji Ting was speechless for a while.
Shen Tuchuan raised his chin, with viciousness in his eyes: "I don't know if a servant who has stolen can still find a job."
That's true, this person is really... shameless.
"Why are you targeting me like this?" Just because she yelled yesterday? Then she is too miserable, because she is directly rejected by the male partner because of her mouth.
Shen Tuchuan paused for a moment, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc: "Because I disgust you, and all of you."
"..."
"You finally entered Shentu's house as a servant, but you were assigned to me. You must be very reluctant, right?" Shen Tuchuan made no secret of his dislike for her. , but still pretending to be submissive, you people really make me sick."
... I see, this is not aimed at her, it is aimed at all the people who come to take care of him. Ji Ting pursed his lips, and when he calmed down, he said innocently: "But I came on my own initiative."
Shen Tuchuan paused with his fingertips.
Ji Ting smiled: "I'm not forced to come here, you can ask, I was originally assigned to Master Gu, but I didn't like working with him, so I changed with someone else."
Shen Tuchuan was expressionless: "Do you think I'm a fool?"
"I really didn't lie to you, and when I changed, outsiders thought that I was helping the person who changed with me with fake good intentions. In fact, I just didn't want to take care of Master Gu." Ji Ting was afraid that he would misunderstand that it was because of the Virgin Mary. Come, get the vaccinations in advance.
Shen Tuchuan gave her a cold look: "Everyone is rushing to curry favor with Gu Zhi, why don't you go?"
"Because I don't want to," Ji Ting said sincerely, "The Shentu family is a big family, and I've heard a lot of gossip about it. Gu Zhi's mother married into the Shentu family by being a mistress. As the young master, I think his character must be bad."
Gu Zhi's background is because he is too good, and no one dares to mention his background anymore. At this time, Ji Ting said it without any scruples, which really stunned Shen Tuchuan.
"You said that his character is not good, but he can still make everyone like him, how scheming he is," Ji Ting tutted, "I am a decent person, even though I come here to be a servant, it is also a principle Yes, I don't want to be in trouble with him, so I took the initiative to take care of you."
She didn't care whether Shen Tuchuan believed it or not, she lowered her head and began to pack the food, ready to take it out and eat by herself: "I don't blame you for misunderstanding me, I've done my duty by letting you have a good meal before I leave."
After Ji heard about it, he took a peek at him, and saw that he looked like he was waiting to see a good show, and secretly thought badly. She was the only one in the kitchen today, and she would definitely be blamed for missing things. If he didn't help her, she might really be fired.
Ji Ting looked at Shen Tuchuan hesitantly, swallowed the words of begging for help, and went downstairs by himself as soon as he changed his mind.
She could tell that the male supporting role this time is a 24K pure pervert, otherwise he wouldn't be picking egg custards, so begging him is useless, maybe the more you beg him, the happier you will be.
Ji Ting took the lunch box down with her mouth curled, and ate the steamed dumplings with the cold porridge, put the things away after eating, and sat on the chair for a while.
After a while, she got up and walked upstairs, knocked on the door and went in before Shen Tuchuan could speak. The other party said coldly, "Get out."
"I'm leaving, you better stop ordering me." Ji Ting heard, without looking at his gloomy face, he went straight into the room and opened the windows, and the convective wind blew away the smell of medicine and moisture in the room .
At this time, the sun has risen high, so it doesn't feel cold when the windows are open, and the warm wind makes people feel better. She took a few deep breaths, turned around and rolled up Shen Tuchuan's quilt and was about to leave.
Shen Tuchuan looked at her expressionlessly: "What do you want to do?"
"The sun is nice today, I'll go down to dry the quilt." After hearing this, Ji went downstairs with the quilt in his arms, regardless of whether he agreed or not.
When she got to the yard, she found that there was not even a clothesline, so she had to carry the quilt back to her room first, and then searched among the sundries in the living room. It is good to say that there are more things. She quickly found a discarded wire suitable for a clothesline, took it to the yard and tied it to two adjacent trees.
She turned around and went back to take out the quilt and mattress, and went to the laundry room after setting them up. There is dust everywhere in the laundry room, and the washing machine is covered with a thick layer. It seems that it is not used very much.
Ji Ting didn't want to work in such an environment, so he wiped the washing machine with a rag, pushed and pulled it to the yard, pulled out a nearby electrical panel, plugged it in and started washing the sheets and quilts.
While she was doing this, Shen Tuchuan was always in front of the window sill on the second floor, looking at her coldly.
Ji Ting didn't know that his every move was being watched, so he ran back upstairs after thinking for a while, searched the room, and found a pile of laundry that needed to be washed. These clothes had been placed for a long time at first glance, but because Shen Tuchuan only wore them for a few hours each time and changed them out, there was no unpleasant smell, but a musty smell.
Shen Tuchuan looked at her who appeared in the room with cold eyes: "Think I'll help you?"
Ji Ting deliberately didn't meet his eyes, turned around to leave with a pile of clothes in his arms, Shen Tuchuan said with a dark face, "You ignore me?"
"Anyway, I'm going to be fired, why are you still flattering me?" Ji Ting gave him a faint look, "I just want to clean up your place before I leave, let's not talk, just work."
After finishing speaking, he went downstairs, put the clothes next to the washing machine, and went back to Shen Tu Chuan's bedroom to clean up, ignoring the black-faced dog man next to him the whole time. After Shen Tuchuan's bedroom looked brand new, she went down again and picked out the clothes that couldn't be machine washed and washed them by hand.
She worked hard, and when the clothes at hand were half gone, there were a few more clotheslines in the yard, and each clothesline was full of clothes, and the wind was blowing gently, full of clothes. The yard smells like lemon laundry detergent.
Ji Ting usually seldom does housework, but now her back hurts, and she vowed that in the next world, she will never be such a hard-working role again, she will be the most pampered person, and let the man do the laundry for her.
It's useless to slander, the reality is that you have to work hard, Ji Ting sighed, working hard like an old scalper. When she was about to finish washing the clothes, there was a sudden burst of voices outside the small courtyard, one of which was the woman in the kitchen this morning.
Unexpectedly, they came to the door so late, Ji Ting was quite worried about their work efficiency, but she didn't say anything, just got up and walked over when she saw the woman came in with two helpers: "You are here to find Master's?"
"I'm here to find you!" The woman was furious.
Ji Ting looked innocent: "What are you looking for me for?"
"What are you talking about? You really have a big heart, you dare to steal Master Gu's breakfast, come with me to see the foreman now!"
Ji Ting frowned: "You can eat and talk nonsense, when did I steal Master Gu's breakfast?" If Gu Zhi would definitely eat egg custard in the morning, then this should have been discovered in the morning, but they found him It was so late, which meant that there were other suspects after her, and she was only remembered after checking them one by one.
Since she didn't just doubt herself, everything would be easier.
"It must be you, everyone else said they didn't take it!" The woman looked at her angrily.
Ji Ting raised his eyebrows: "Then I also said that I didn't take it."
"impossible!"
Ji Ting snorted: "Others believe you if they don't take it, but you don't believe it when I say you don't take it. Could it be that you deliberately targeted me and wanted to find a scapegoat directly?"
As soon as she said this, the face of the person on the left of the woman was a little unnatural, and Ji Ting immediately understood that he had guessed right, and they had no evidence of stealing it by themselves.
Since there is no evidence, Ji Ting suddenly became stiff when he spoke: "Whoever gave you the courage will take me away without evidence. The young master can't do without people here. If I go with you, if something happens to the young master, can you bear it?" Can you afford it? Or do you mean that you don't care about the young master's life at all?"
The woman hurriedly interrupted: "Stop talking nonsense! How could we not care about the young master!"
Although they disdain this sick young master in private, they still have to show respect on the surface. After all, he is still the master of the family, and sometimes it is just a matter of telling them to leave.
The servants who took care of the young master in the past felt that they were inferior, and dared not say anything even if they were blamed. This was the first time she saw someone who was thrown into the 'cold palace' and was so stubborn, and she panicked for a while.
"Then you still dare to pester me?" Ji Ting raised his eyebrows.
The woman stabilized her mind and said with a cold face: "Didn't you want evidence? If you took it, then there should be plates and bowls in your lunch box. If I find those, you pack up and get out!"
When Ji Ting heard that it was not good, she was busy with work after eating just now, and those dishes were still in her room.
"Why, are you scared?" Seeing that she didn't speak, the woman guessed that she had a ghost in her heart.
Ji Ting chuckled, and made way for them generously: "Then you go search, remember to keep your voice down, the young master doesn't like making noise."
The woman was a little skeptical at first, but seeing her so calm, her skepticism disappeared. Disappearing and disappearing, Ji Ting is different from the guys who were meek and obedient in the past, this incident made her very upset, even if she went in and found no evidence, she still had to find a way to blame this matter on Ji Ting.
The woman was ready to go in when Shen Tuchuan's cold voice suddenly came from above her head: "I'll see who has the guts to enter my house to search for things."
When Ji Ting saw that the woman was about to go in, his palms were sweating. When he heard Shen Tuchuan's voice, he immediately calmed down. He looked up at Shen Tuchuan in front of the window on the second floor, and couldn't help smiling at him. There was no flattery or fear in her smile, just a pure smile. Shen Tuchuan frowned, and couldn't explain why, but he was a little displeased.
Inversely proportional to Ji Ting is the woman, the woman said with gusto, "Hi, young master, we are not looking for things, we just suspect, suspect that she stole Master Gu's breakfast."
Shen Tuchuan stared at her expressionlessly, and taunted her for a while, "You mean, my Shen Tuchuan people stole Gu Zhi's things?"
His voice was calm, but the woman's whole body trembled when she heard it, and she suddenly remembered a servant who offended Shen Tuchuan two years ago with ignorance, and half of his life was directly smashed by him with a vase. At that time, everyone thought that Shen Tuchuan was going to be exiled. Unexpectedly, the husband just settled the matter with money, and did not say a word about Shen Tuchuan from the beginning to the end.
From then on, they knew that Shen Tuchuan was useless, he was also the young master of the family, and the lives of these servants were worthless compared to his.
"This, this is all a misunderstanding, let's go now, young master, don't be angry." After the woman finished speaking, she led her away tremblingly.
Ji Ting waited for them to leave with a proud face, looked up at Shen Tuchuan, and gave him two thumbs up: "Master, you are so handsome!"
As soon as the words fell, a pillow fell from the sky, hit her face, and bounced on the weeds.
"washed."
"..."
The author has something to say: Listen: I'm going to be rich, and I'm not going to work anymore!
String: wash the clothes
listen: ok
new world! From the next chapter, Comrade Xiao Chuan started to pet, the 20th (tomorrow!) will be updated normally, see you at 6 pm!
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"Every time I wear a book, I die in the Shura Field" by Chengjing Three Days
Shi Jiaojiao is a writer of sadistic novels. One day she stayed up late writing sadistic novels and accidentally got an electric shock. She was bound to the reader's resentment system, traveled through the world in her book, and did tasks to live her life.
The first book: Shi Jiaojiao transmigrated into the vicious white lotus who caused the male partner to become blind in one eye, spent five years in prison, and even hired thugs to beat the male partner to death after he was released from prison.
Shi Jiaojiao: Damn, I wrote something like this? ! What's going on!
The second book: After the male lead was seriously injured and went bankrupt, she took away the remaining family property of the male lead, causing him to be a vicious little mother who can only be a wheelchair for the rest of his life because of the delay in treatment.
Shi Jiaojiao: Mom, what book is this? ! This will definitely not work!
The third book: She was dressed as a scumbag woman who abandoned her family and coveted wealth and status to be a concubine for others, and the dead ghost husband who died in the battle sealed the ghost-faced general and crawled back from hell.
Shi Jiaojiao: This must not have been written by me! Woohoo, mom, I'm going home...
#When the stepmother author faces the Shura field she created herself#
#What kind of sour experience is it to die under the hands of the characters you create? #