Thinking of this, Qian Cheng relaxed a lot.

So he took a brisk step and took the Indian boy Kapil to the lake to fish.

Don't look at Kapil's English is not standard, but he is very diligent. The big bag and small bag were carried on his body, and he was not too heavy at all, if he hadn't deliberately been humble, Kapil, who was carrying the package, would have almost run in front of Qian Cheng.

When he arrived at the lake, Kapil quickly unwrapped the package, pulled out fishing chairs, fishing rods, buckets, barbecue grills, food, charcoal, etc., and quickly built a small campfire by the lake, put a barbecue grill for one person, and began to grill the Hawaiian fruit-style meat skewers that the kitchen had already prepared.

Entertaining distinguished guests, even if it is a barbecue, you must not just take a piece of meat and cut it and send it to be grilled, it must be a meat skewer marinated in advance, sandwiched together with fruits and bell peppers, etc., with bright colors and rich taste, and the color and flavor are all held in front of the guests, which is called hospitality.

In order not to startle the fish in the lake, Kapil's hands and feet were very light and barely made too much noise.

Qian Cheng sat in the fishing chair, holding the fishing rod in his hand, leaning on the back of the chair very leisurely, smelling the aroma of barbecue wafting not far away, and waiting for the fish to take the bait while enjoying the scenery.

Yes...... It's paradise.

Qian Cheng enjoyed the rare beauty and tranquility, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It's good to be rich.

The meat was roasted, and Kapil brought the plate to Qian Cheng.

Qian Cheng picked up a Hawaiian fruit-style kebab from his plate and took a bite of the meat.

The tender meat that absorbs the aroma of the fruit and the crisp texture of the bell pepper, this Hawaiian fruit-style barbecue is the most delicious barbecue Qian Cheng has ever tasted.

He couldn't help but eat up one string and pick up another one.

Kapil knew that Qian Cheng didn't understand his curry-flavored English, so he pointed to the barbecue grill and asked Qian Cheng if he needed him to grill two more skewers.

Kapil was dancing and gesturing there, and Qian Cheng actually understood.

He laughed and shook his head, saying no.

Just had breakfast, where can I still eat so much.

It was purely because the kebabs were so delicious that I couldn't help but eat two more.

I can't eat the third kebab.

After receiving Qian Cheng's instructions, Kapil was relieved. He silently found a relatively flat stone and sat down to rest for a while.

Qian Cheng sat here all morning, until the sun became hot at noon, and then he said it was time to go back.

After a morning of fishing, I didn't catch a single fish. The bucket was empty, and there was nothing but the lake.

Kapil didn't say anything, silently packed all his things, picked up the huge package again, and shook it behind Qian Cheng step by step.

The lake is not very far from Shen Xiao's manor. When I came, I walked for about ten minutes, and when I went back, it didn't take much time.

Qian Cheng quickly returned to the manor with Kapil, he wanted to go to the bathroom, Kapil threw down the package and immediately followed him.

Qian Cheng: "......"

Kapil followed Qian Cheng without leaving an inch, making Qian Cheng more and more uneasy as he got closer to the bathroom.

When he pushed open the door of the bathroom, Qian Cheng found that Kapil still wanted to go in with him, and Qian Cheng was suddenly not calm.

"Why did you come in with me?"

Qian Cheng pointed out the door in surprise: "You wait outside for me!"

Kapil explained in curry-flavored English, and with the aid of body language, Qian Cheng finally understood what he meant.

Kapil means that wherever the guests go in their country, the attendants will follow. Even if a guest wants to go to the toilet, the attendant has to follow.

Qian Cheng couldn't laugh or cry: "What are you doing here? I'm not a three-year-old child, I know how to go to the toilet!"

Kapil scratched his ears and cheeks and explained again, to the effect that the guest went to the toilet, and the attendant had to wipe the buttocks of the distinguished guest, so he could not leave.

Qian Cheng: ".................."

What the hell is wiping your ass!?

couldn't get rid of Kapil, Qian Cheng had no way to go to the toilet, so he could only run to the housekeeper with a stomach full of water.

But who knows, the butler is not there.

I went all over the first floor of the main house, but I couldn't find where the housekeeper was.

As for the other floors of the main house...... Qian Cheng didn't have the strength to climb up and find it now.

The bladder is bursting.

In desperation, Qian Cheng had no choice but to rush back to the bathroom, and he couldn't care if Kapil followed up, so he ran to the side of the urinal, pulled down the Shimen Reservoir and began to release water.

Kapil stood next to him and watched him urinate.

The serious gaze seemed as if Kapil was observing a very delicate and complex chemical experiment, and a wrong eye would fail.

Qian Cheng is going crazy.

Enduring the huge discomfort, Qian Cheng finally finished urinating, and was about to wipe it with toilet paper, when Kapil reached over -

"What are you doing!!

Qian Cheng was so frightened that he forgot to pull the chain of his trousers, and subconsciously took two steps back: "Don't stand there!

Kapil looked at Qian Cheng blankly, and began to explain that he just wanted to help him wipe it clean.

Qian Cheng protected his lifeline with one hand, and raised the palm of the other hand flatly, blocking in front of Kapil: "Okay, okay, okay, I'll come by myself, I don't need you!"

Seeing this, Kapil had no choice but to retreat and stand obediently.

After such a fright, Qian Cheng felt that he was about to wilt.

He finally cleaned himself up, washed his hands in horror, and looked back to find Kapil standing behind him, staring at him in the mirror with his eyes blazing.

Qian Cheng: "——!!!!"

If he had worked a little less, he would have been scared to death by this Indian curry guy in a minute!!!

"What's going on!?"

Qian Cheng turned around suddenly, and before he could scold, Kapil took the lead in handing over the towel in his hand: "Sir, wipe your hands." ”

Qian Cheng: "......"

What's going on with this guy?!

Is there a spirit behind it!!

Qian Cheng covered his chest that was so frightened that he was faintly aching, hatefully dragged the towel from Kapil's hand, wiped his hands indiscriminately, and threw it aside.

He walked towards the toilet door without looking back, and Kapil stepped over to open the door, with a big smile on his face, and a row of big white teeth made Qian Cheng dizzy.

The so-called stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling person, Kapil still tried very hard to serve him considerately in the case of language barriers, this intention Qian Cheng did not understand, nor did he not accept it, but it was not a private thing like going to the toilet, which was stared at by others.

He had to find the butler as soon as possible and let the butler teach the Indian boy.

What he said, this Indian guy couldn't understand. What the butler said, this guy should have listened to it!