The old housekeeper got up early as always.
He has been in the Yue family for many years, and when he is in his position, there is no need to do these trivial tasks. Yue Dingtang and the others have long regarded him as a member of the Yue family and one of the masters of the Yue family. He always considers himself a servant of the Yue family, and refuses to comfortably enjoy the service of others. He does his own work every morning and helps Yue Dingtang prepare breakfast.
Today, there is one more copy, Ling Shu's.
This is not special, Ling Shu occasionally stays at Yue's house, although the number of times is far less than that of him eating here, but it is not uncommon.
The old butler heard that they had a big event last night and stabbed a huge hole. It was related to the local boss Lu Tongcang. It involved both black and white. It seemed that foreigners and senior officials from Nanjing were involved. It was complicated. After listening for a while, I couldn't understand it, so I simply didn't ask questions. As long as I concentrated on managing the home well, when the children came back, there would be a light on, a bowl of hot soup to drink, and someone waiting.
Yue Dingtang got up earlier than usual, brushed his hair casually, and took the leisure of home, and he was in a good mood visibly.
The old butler smiled knowingly, guessing that things went well yesterday.
"Fourth Young Master, is everything okay?"
Yue Dingtang knew what he meant, asking if the Yue family needed to come forward, he nodded to reassure the old housekeeper.
"Fortunately, it's not our business. It's just that Ling Shu happened to find a poor person and helped her, which led to this lawsuit. Lu Tongcang is dead, and the future has nothing to do with us."
He summed it up in a few words, and the old butler didn't ask much. He is used to seeing wind and rain at his age, and it is difficult to show an overly surprised reaction no matter how big a change is, he just heard the words and boasted: "Young master Ling is really kind. Brave man."
Yue Dingtang has long been accustomed to the old housekeeper's love for Ling Shu, not to mention that sometimes when he is embarrassed to say something, he can say it through someone else's mouth, and there is a secret and sweet feeling of refreshment. The old butler praised several times.
"Ling Shu is probably going to sleep late, so just leave a breakfast for him."
Yue Dingtang picked up an oil cake and said smoothly.
Just after saying this, I heard the old butler say, "Master Ling."
He turned back, and Ling Shu walked down the stairs, sleepy eyes and slow steps.
Yue Dingtang raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you sleep more?"
Ling Shu: …
It's okay if the other party doesn't speak. As soon as he speaks, he feels like his body is falling apart.
This kind of aching unpleasantness can't be expressed in words, and can only hold back the anger that is brewing into a group, and finally regrets why he was confused by the beauty and wrongdoing last night.
Let's take a closer look now, where is the beauty of the surname Yue? Only the old, cunning, cunning, cunning, and gentle scum with a face full of guile, maybe he was bewitched last night.
Well, yes, I heard that there are Miao people in Hunan who are good at Gu. It is difficult to guarantee that the surname Yue will learn a hand by fate.
Slowly moving to the table and sitting down slowly, Ling Shu has gone through a century.
From the outsider's point of view, it doesn't seem that awkward, but he just thinks that he has suddenly changed his personality and adopted a gentle and elegant demeanor.
The originally naughty child suddenly became quiet, and the old housekeeper was not used to it.
"Master Ling, do you eat fried dough sticks or fried cakes?"
"You..." Ling Shu suddenly changed his mind when the words came to his lips, "It's still soy milk, I want to eat something light today."
The old butler smiled and said: "There are also light ones, soy milk, chicken noodle soup, didn't you still talk about it last night, I made another one for you this morning, and I'll have someone serve it."
"Uncle Zhou, you're so nice, then it's troublesome."
The old housekeeper took great care of him, like his own son and nephew, Ling Shu also naturally acted like a spoiled child.
"Lost eyelashes on my face."
Yue Dingtang suddenly said.
His hand crossed the table and reached directly in front of him. Before Ling Shu could react, he gently scratched his cheek with his fingertips.
Ling Shu subconsciously grabbed his hand, wanting to stop him from moving.
"Don't take me lightly."
The surnamed Yue actually reported the villain first.
Ling Shu was so angry that he fell backwards, and after the old housekeeper appeared, he swallowed all the swearing words, and decided to turn his grief and anger into appetite.
Chicken noodle soup, soy milk, fried buns, all are accepted.
After eating, the old butler was a little worried.
"Don't eat too much, you can't digest it, how can you eat like this?"
Ling Shu didn't lift his head: "I had a nightmare last night."
Old butler:
Ling Shu: "I dreamed that I was chased wildly by a toad and was bitten by a toad."
Yue Dingtang: …
Ling Shu: "I'm hungry when I wake up."
The old housekeeper Lian Ai: "Then eat more. Generally, bad dreams will be good things in reality. Don't worry."
Ling Shu: "That toad is ugly."
The old housekeeper: "Or tomorrow I'll have someone cook a pot of frog porridge to get rid of evil spirits for you."
Yue Dingtang: …
Seeing that Yue Dingtang got up after eating and was about to go to work, Ling Shu put down the empty bowl and said in a loud voice, "Sir Yue, I'm not feeling well, I'm asking for leave today!"
This tone is like Yue Dingtang owes him a hundred thousand oceans and has not paid it back.
Yue Dingtang hummed naturally, and came over to touch his head.
"Then you have a good rest at home."
Ling Shu: "I want to go home."
Yue Dingtang: "I'll take you back."
Ling Shu: "I don't want to go home anymore, I want to go to the movies."
Yue Dingtang: "I will take you to the entrance of the cinema? I have a meeting today, so I can't accompany you to see it."
Why do you get angry like a little girl
When Ling Shu realized this, he suddenly slumped, lying on the table in a slump, waving his hand to kill the flies.
"You go, don't worry about me."
Yue Ding Tang frowned, unexpectedly did not move.
"I'll stay."
Last night, he restrained himself. Although it was inevitable that he was passionate, he did not leave any traces on his neck. Afterwards, he carefully helped others to clean it up. Ling Shu was also very involved at the time, and even scratched several marks on his back. , but now he is a bit like a man who regrets taking responsibility after eating and wiping. Even Yue Dingtang, who has everything in his heart, can't guarantee that Ling Shu will do anything to slap his butt and leave.
Then if someone suddenly regrets not admitting the established facts last night, he—
There seems to be no way.
You can only learn from those rascals, stalkers, or learn from the martyr women, who cried, made trouble, and hanged themselves.
Yue Dingtang found that he had studied for many years and was full of knowledge, but he was completely helpless in this matter, as if he had returned to the young man who could only stand behind a tree and peep.
Ling Shu kicked Yue Dingtang out of the house, and after three minutes of listlessness, something new came to the door.
Shen Renjie came to visit, saying that Jiang He wanted to meet him, and asked him if he was interested in participating in the interrogation of Lu Zude.