38. He is so coquettish
Lu Rong recalled the staffing in the mansion: Auntie Cooking has returned home, Auntie Sweeping is surnamed Zheng, and she recently asked for leave to go home. Only the Aunt Laundry who is in charge of cleaning works at home, and Auntie Sweeping cleans the stairs and the rooms of the two young masters. The work was given to her. Lu Rong thinks it should be her.
He went down to the laundry room, where the laundry lady was coolly putting her feet in flesh-colored stockings on the coffee table to watch TV. Sure enough, there were Ji Wenfeng's clothes piled up on the balcony like a hill, as well as all kinds of idle luxury goods, piled up all over the floor.
Lu Rong said politely, "Hi Auntie, have you put away those things in the corridor yesterday?"
The laundry aunt slowly cast her eyes on him, her body tensed. Lu Rong realized from her hostile gaze: she also covets Ji Wenfeng's idleness!
He groaned softly: he cleaned it out of Ji Wenfeng's room by relying on his hard work and wisdom, and he would never give up this batch of idle things to others.
Aunt Laundry obviously also knew that Ji Wenfeng's idle value was astonishing, so she showed a ferocious look at Lu Rong: "Master threw it outside, I thought he didn't want it."
Lu Rong made a deduction in his mind. If he took advantage of the trend and said that they just put it outside when tidying up the closet, the laundry lady would definitely take it back for Ji Wenfeng, and Ji Wenfeng would say when he saw this: "What do you do with the thrown away things? You go and dispose of it." This batch of goods justifiably returned to the laundry lady.
It seems that we have to admit that this is what Ji Wenfeng doesn't want: "That's right."
The laundry lady guessed the truth of the matter from his hesitant expression, and groaned slightly: As long as there is no owner, whoever picks it up will own it! Maozi doesn't know the rules, and wants to steal her goods: "I will dispose of the things that the young master doesn't want."
Lu Rong thought for a while, if he said now that Ji Wenfeng gave him this batch of goods, he has sovereignty over the goods, and the laundry lady would definitely confront Ji Wenfeng, what would Ji Wenfeng think
No, absolutely not.
If it can't be said that Ji Wenfeng sent him, then what should we do
Lu Rong thought about it for a while, and no longer entangled with this issue of sovereignty with her: "Okay."
Aunt Laundry thinks she has won the victory, and looks forward to being a hero.
Lu Rong: "By the way, Brother Xiaofeng is looking for you."
Aunt Laundry: "Looking for me?"
Lu Rong: "Well, he has a change of clothes in his room."
Aunt Laundry thinks it's a fraud, and the young master never allows them to enter his room when the young master is around. She refused in a roundabout way: "I will go over and collect it tomorrow."
Lu Rong: "His bookshelf needs to be wiped too."
The laundry aunt didn't believe it at all. The young master never wiped the wardrobe, but she couldn't refuse the host's request, so she refused in a roundabout way: "I'm not a cleaning aunt."
Lu Rong shrugged: "You can talk to him." After saying that, he turned around and left.
After much deliberation, the laundry lady got up and went to Ji Wenfeng's room. In this mansion, the only person that the laundry aunt fears is the young master, because the young master has high eyesight, is mysterious and has a bad temper, and no one dares to provoke him. Being a nanny here is still very leisurely, and she doesn't want to lose the job.
After the laundry lady left, a figure quietly appeared in the dark corridor behind her, it was Lu Rong. Lu Rong called Ji Wenfeng: "I just asked my aunt to come over and clean the wardrobe and bookshelves."
Ji Wenfeng didn't like others entering his territory, so he silently expressed his anger.
Lu Rong softened his tone: "I'm cooking for you."
Just in time, the laundry lady knocked on Ji Wenfeng's door, and said with a pleasant smile, "Master, Master said..."
Ji Wenfeng held the phone coldly and ordered: "Go wipe the wardrobe and the bookshelves."
Laundry lady: "..."
Lu Rong whispered in his ear: "Tell her to wipe carefully."
Ji Wenfeng glanced at the aunt who entered his bedroom: "Wipe carefully."
Lu Rong hung up the phone, calmly picked up Ji Wenfeng's idler, moved it into the closet of the guest room next door to him, locked the door carefully, and raised a black belly at the corner of his mouth.
Ji's mansion is a place where the weak eat the strong, and whoever picks up the things in the corridor will own them. It was he who was careless, left the half-cleared room and ran out to play with Ji Wenfeng, it was useless to reason with the laundry lady.
Then the laundry aunt left without authorization to wipe Ji Wenfeng's bookshelf, causing the books left on the balcony to disappear, no wonder. He just took back the tatters he had sorted out from Ji Wenfeng's room with his diligence and wisdom.
Lu Rong shook his hand, and calmly went downstairs to make a modified version of small fish cakes.
For the second time, Lu Rong brought the small fish cakes to Ji Wenfeng's room, and the laundry lady was still wiping the bookshelves. Seeing him, he glared at him angrily, and didn't know what kind of pillow wind this little bastard had with the young master, so he got nervous and wanted to wipe the bookshelf at night.
She felt that something was wrong just now, and hurried back to the balcony to look at her goods on the pretext of changing her work gloves halfway, and sure enough, it was fucking emptied! This little bastard dared to play tricks with her!
Seeing innocent and harmless at such a young age, she would go empty-handed. The new wife looks silly and sweet, but the son she raised is really extraordinary!
Auntie Laundry bitterly scolded their mother and son as vixens in her heart.
Ji Wenfeng is doing homework. Lu Rong sat down beside him leisurely, took a piece of small fish cake and brought it to Ji Wenfeng's mouth, making no secret of his close relationship with Ji Wenfeng: "Come, eat."
Ji Wenfeng: "I've already eaten three tonight."
Lu Rong: "Try this, I made it new."
Ji Wenfeng reluctantly took a bite, and Lu Rong asked him, "How do you feel?"
Ji Wenfeng: "It's more flavorful than last time. The skin is crispy and the meat is rotten, a little improvement. The size is also suitable. The plate just now was too big."
Lu Rong: "What do you think is the problem?"
Ji Wenfeng: "Not hot, but a bit cold."
Lu Rong nodded: "It will be better next time."
Ji Wenfeng felt that it was necessary for him to discuss this issue with Lu Rong: "Is this the only thing for dinner?"
Lu Rong said without shame: "I can only do this."
Ji Wenfeng: "...?"
What kind of weird cooking skill tree is this? You can't cook home-cooked food at first, but you can make snacks
Lu Rong looked at him earnestly, then lowered his head and said sadly, "Don't you like it?"
Ji Wenfeng: "...not bad."
Lu Rong smiled like a flower: "I will learn new recipes for you next time."
Ji Wenfeng hummed lightly, consciously picked up the remaining two, and finished eating gracefully.
The laundry aunt saw it and was terrified. What kind of vixen is this? To tame the young master like this, are the new wife, mother and son poisonous? !
A sense of justice, responsibility and mission to fight against the evil forces spontaneously arose in the laundry lady, mixed with her resentment against the young master for robbing the batch of goods. After wiping the bookshelves, she secretly reported to the young master: "I saw the young master The young master stole from you!"
Although the young master didn't want that batch of goods, but from the young master's behavior and words, he didn't give it to the young master. Jin can frame him for stealing, and Tui can say that he saw him go out with his clothes in his hands. He doesn't know the cause and effect, so he thinks too much. She is a loyal servant of the Ji family anyway.
Ji Wenfeng frowned: "What did he steal?"
The laundry lady swore, "Clothes."
Lu Rong had a fruitful night. He solved the problems left over from last week - Ji Wenfeng's wardrobe and bookshelves; after half a night of groping, he improved the recipe of small fish cakes; he also snatched back Ji Wenfeng's idle.
He hid in the next room in the middle of the night, and searched through Taobao for the things that Ji Wenfeng no longer wanted, and there was no clothes under 1,000, tsk tsk, get rich. There are also various perfume pens and the like. After checking the styles and prices, they are all placed on the salted fish and sold at the lowest price on the entire network.
When he woke up the next day, someone had already photographed Ji Wenfeng's fashionable sweater.
Lu Rong felt refreshed, but he suddenly thought of a question: how to send the courier
In fact, you can be bolder, call the courier to your door, pack the clothes and send them out, but you will be caught easily. In this big mansion of Ji's family where the jungle preys on the weak, there is a laundry lady who is watching and watching. He is very dangerous.
Then he must take it outside to post.
But how to take it out? Ji Wenfeng took a car with him. If it was put in the schoolbag, it would be so bulging, he would definitely check it. Put it in the handbag, and Ji Wenfeng will spot it at a glance.
Lu Rong looked at the fashion brand sweater in his hand, and suddenly had a bold idea. He went to the bathroom, put the trendy brand sweater over the school uniform shirt, put on the school uniform outside, pulled the zipper to the top, and stood it up, perfect. He was thin and his school uniform was so baggy that he couldn't tell if he was wearing an extra piece of clothing.
Lu Rong just carried his schoolbag on his back, went out calmly, looked left and right for no one, locked the door of the guest room, and hid it in his trouser pocket. He feels that this temporary warehouse is not particularly safe now. If the laundry lady can't find the goods in her room, she will definitely search the whole house carpet-wise, wondering if a small key can stop her. We must transfer this batch of goods as soon as possible while no one is paying attention.
Lu Rong thought about where to put the goods, walked to the door, and got into Lao Song's car. From the rearview mirror, he noticed that there was a slap mark on Lao Song's face, and the corner of his mouth was bitten.
"Are you really going fishing?" Lu Rong asked.
Lao Song took a puff of his cigarette, and slowly blew into the air: "In S City, everyone has their own secrets, such as why you zip the zipper to the top in 30-degree weather."
Lu Rong: "Let's keep silent about each other's secrets."
Lao Song: "Deal."
Ji Wenfeng finished eating the buttery yellow bun steamed by Lu Rong early in the morning, walked to the front of the Bentley, opened the rear door of the car, saw Lu Rong's zipper pulled up to his chin, and was slightly taken aback.
Ji Wenfeng thought of the laundry aunt who swore to him yesterday: "Young master stole your clothes!"
Could it be that this person... is wearing it inside? !
Ji Wenfeng calmed down for a few seconds to sort out his surging heart, slowly sat in the car, digested quietly for a while, turned his head to stare at Lu Rong, and narrowed his eyes dangerously. Lu Rong's slightly nervous, expressionless but utterly ascetic face merged into a sentence in Ji Wenfeng's mind—
"He's so flirty."