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However, the gratifying thing is that Lin Yuan's mood is obviously much better than before, he really laughs more and more, and most of the time he is no longer so sad.

Compared to every happy day, the night is a nightmare.

I endured Steward Jiang's "earnest teachings" over and over again every day, and the only benefit was that it further enhanced my endurance.

Chapter Seventy-Two: The Supper He Sent?

Every day, I make all kinds of food with a variety of ingredients, but I have no appetite.

Jiang Kuo still likes to make things difficult for me when he eats, and Steward Jiang complained to me that their young master's temper is getting more and more weird, and he actually relies on me.

No matter what Jiang Kuo says, I will listen to him with a smile, and I will do whatever he says, without resistance or pandering.

Complaining is complaining, Steward Jiang hasn't come up with a better way, do you want me to resist silently like before? No, it's too risky.

First, I can't do it, and second, he doesn't buy it, in short, it's always counterproductive.

After the meal, he still played the guqin, and the fourth lady stayed quietly, no longer like a proud peacock, and sometimes she would find her looking at me with a puzzled face.

I listened very carefully, and I didn't dare to get distracted anymore, thinking that it should be a training session.

He's getting better and better, I can hear it, too, he only plays this one every night, can it be bad?

At this time, his face will be better, his face is full of pride, and under the instruction of Steward Jiang, I put on a look of "you are indeed very powerful". Maybe a little hypocritical, but he apparently didn't take my thoughts seriously.

In any case, it will be easier to find a way to deal with it. The most gratifying thing is that he didn't accidentally pull Xiaoqiu out and threaten me, and it seems that he is just treating me as a toy to make things difficult for me.

As soon as Qin heard it, it was time for me to leave, and then Steward Jiang would come out of somewhere and tell me that a certain sentence was right tonight, and a certain expression was wrong, how could it be better.

I listened humbly, and my psychology towards this Steward Jiang had changed from being defensive to humbly seeking advice.

Anyway, it wasn't so easy for their young master Jiang to take a fancy to someone to give birth to a child for him. And Steward Jiang's words do seem to be able to help me avoid some bad luck.

For example, when Young Master Jiang shouted angrily, "Why is it so late!", it was not silence, nor was it a simple apology, but he said with great sincerity, "I want to change the young master's taste, so it took a little more time." ”

For another example, Young Master Jiang habitually said, "I didn't eat lunch." He was no longer indifferent, but carefully and quickly scooped him up with some liquid food. Although it doesn't seem to be said to me. But if I really do it right, the night will be better.

For another example, when he finished playing the piano every night, he followed Ye Fu and said, "The young master's piano skills are getting better and better." ”

Even though he didn't seem to hear me at all, his face was really better.

……

In short, just take his every word and expression as an instruction to me, then that's pretty much it.

I'm probably not far from a veritable maid now, right? I thought to myself.

Hey, it seems that there are indeed skills to survive in such a place, and you must not do whatever you want and speak freely.

Then every night, when I was almost washed, Natsu would open my door and bring me "dinner".

It's a pity that just like Young Master Jiang's habit of not using lunch, I began to stubbornly not eat dinner, and I couldn't eat at all.

Why? Every time I serve him to eat, my nerves are highly tense, so how can I eat after that? I feel very full.

So much so that it gradually became a habit, and for several years to come, I always stubbornly only ate breakfast and lunch. That's for another time.

I always packed the snacks and brought them to Lin Yuan, who was obviously not very interested in these strange things. Make breakfast every time, and eat one or two pieces symbolically.

What should I do with the rest? Lin Yuan and I agreed that it was too wasteful to throw it away, so at my strong suggestion, a very cute golden kitten appeared in the small courtyard behind Lin Yuan's piano room the next day.

So those high-end snacks went into the belly of this lucky kitten one by one.

Sometimes I think about it and feel sorry for Yue'er, and every time I ask Xiaoxia to tell her not to send it again, but she still comes the next day. I want to tell her in person, but I can't find a chance, Yue'er seems to be very busy these days, and I can't see anyone.

――I always thought these snacks were sent by Yue'er. It wasn't until the night of August 12 that I opened the door as usual, and found that it was not Xiao Xia standing outside, but Jiang Kuo.

I looked at him in amazement, a little embarrassed, for this was the first time the two of us had been alone since he was angry at me. And he seems to have been ...... to me all the time It's not good.

He had a dark face, and he didn't seem to be very calm.

Before I could think about whether I should put on a submissive face like I did every night, my mouth reacted first, "Why you?"

I regretted it, and I knew from my experience that he was going to be angry. And...... Isn't this betraying Yue'er?

His face was darker, but not as angry as I thought.

"You don't really think that someone can bring you such a snack. As he spoke, he handed over something, and I took it and saw that it was a snack!

It turns out that the person who asked Xiao Xia to deliver snacks was not Yue'er, it was him! Why didn't Xiao Xia tell me? And what does this mean?!

He apparently didn't take my suspicion seriously, and he probably thought he had done a good thing.

"That's anti-frostbite. The tone was strange, like reluctance.

I looked down at the bottle that had come out more than usual, and I didn't answer, I didn't smile, and I thought I was used to living a quiet life—a life when I didn't have to face him alone, so much so that I had forgotten how I used to get along with him.

"It's not osmanthus flavored. "Unwilling voice.

I looked down at the bottle again. After thinking about it, according to Uncle Jiang's teachings, it seems that he should be happy at this time.

I was about to tear the corners of my mouth open, but he turned around a little awkwardly, and just when I thought he was going to leave, he suddenly opened his mouth leisurely, "Tomorrow...... It's my birthday. ”

I know. Uncle Jiang emphasized it to me many times today.

“……”

“……”

He seemed to be waiting for me to say something, but I couldn't find the right words to say, I looked at his back and vaguely felt that he was going to be angry again.

"The ......"

"Huh?" he snapped his head.

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Don't spoof, let's be serious.

In fact, Hanyu Tongshou is still very tolerant, and found that Mu You? had just been humiliated by someone in public, and then he could still cook for him calmly (at least superficially) every night.

For Han Yu, who is cold on the outside and arrogant on the inside, it's actually not simple.

But what does such a compromise really mean?

Does it have to be done, or is it ...... has already been secretly in love???