If my teenager doesn't like me all along, what should I do?

Fortunately, my disguised gesture did not attract their attention. In the afterglow, the fifth brother's eyes were shining, and he only stared at the food on the table, and the chopsticks were stretched down again before he finished chewing in his mouth. lest anyone rob him of his food. If you let others see him, you won't believe that he is a prince of a country, but I also understand that it has been hard work for him these days.

However, as soon as I raised my eyes, I happened to catch Song Yuan's gaze that had not yet been withdrawn.

He was caught by me on the spot, but instead of being embarrassed, he smiled at me, pointed to a plate of dishes on the table and smiled: "This glutinous sausage is not bad, you try it." ”

Before I could make a move, I saw that the fifth brother's chopsticks had already been extended. Then Song Yuan and I looked at each other for a moment, speechless.

After the meal, he was naturally led to the backyard by Song Yuan. Unfortunately, this time my fifth brother and I were not in the same yard. When I pulled the sleeve of the fifth brother to say goodbye and reluctantly, I clearly saw the undisguised disdain in his eyes.

But I don't care in the slightest, what if he despises it. Anyway, I just pretend I didn't see it.

According to Song Yuan, although my fifth brother and I are siblings, this is the Song Kingdom after all, and there are many people to avoid gossip from others, so I live in a courtyard in the west of the house, only two small single rooms, but they are very comfortable.

I stayed in the room for a while, looked at the furnishings and everything, and almost turned the cabinet over, but I didn't find any clues, and I was embarrassed to go directly to the little maid at the door and ask her: "Is your Song Yuan married?" "Anyway, I'm also a reserved little girl, I can't do such a skinless thing.

The little maid at the door is also chic and beautiful. Especially with the two buns on his head, he looks like a boy in a painting. But the strange thing is that since Song Yuan sent me to this courtyard and left, she has been secretly looking at me, as if she was hiding it very well and would not be discovered by me.

I was skewering around the room like flies, and I was a little tired from walking, so I sat down at the table and beckoned to her, and she came to me with a cup of tea, and then stood behind me and waited.

I was amused by the little girl and laughed. But she forgot that she was actually not much older than her now.

She didn't seem to understand what I was laughing at. Scratching my head cutely, I beckoned to her, and she stood in front of me from behind.

With a smile on his face, he puffed out his cheeks and asked, "What do you command?" ”

I took a sip of my tea. "It doesn't matter. I just wanted to talk to you. ”

She nodded. Then he stretched out his hand and pointed to the door, and said, "Childe has already ordered to go down, and he is preparing bath water for Miss." He said that the young lady should be tired from the journey, so she should have a good night's sleep in the afternoon, and he will arrange everything with the fifth son. ”

I was amazed by Song Yuan's thoughtfulness and carefulness, but the topic that was diverted was immediately brought back on track by me.

I seemed to be very puzzled and asked, "Why do you call him Gongzi, shouldn't you call him Young Master or Master?" ”

I imagined in my mind that Song Yuan went out with a smile on his face, and he was called "master" by people who hugged him back and forth, and there was also a chill in his heart.

The little maid stared at me in disbelief and said strangely: "Why do you want to call the young master or the master, the son is the son." After she finished speaking, she covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly, and said, "I have always felt that the master is called the kind of old grandfather." ”

I didn't know what was in the girl's head, and I always felt that it was not particularly easy for me to communicate with her, so I patiently guided her like a child.

"Look, your son-in-law's father is the master, so isn't he the young master? You say, don't you? ”

She bit her lip and thought about it, as if she was struggling with it.

After a long time, he nodded and replied: "It seems to be the same reason, but ...... Our son-in-law doesn't have a father! ”

Bingo! That's what you say.

In fact, since the beginning, I have found out that this Song Mansion is full of casualness, which is the result of the collision of rigor and leisure, and there are not many maids and servants, which can only mean that there are not many people living in this house, and Song Yuan took us into the backyard directly after we had dinner, and did not take us to visit the master, Song Yuan is not such a person who disregards etiquette.

So in addition to the fact that there is no so-called master house in this courtyard, there is also a possibility that Song Yuan is the owner of this Song Mansion.

So...... Is there a hostess in this Song Mansion?

I originally wanted to ask her if there was a hostess in the Song Mansion, but just as I was about to blurt out a word, I saw a few servants dragging a large wooden barrel into the house, and the little maid ran over to instruct her.

"Hey, hey, what should you do if you stand tall and break the girl's threshold, but the son wants to settle accounts with you."

Hey, good fellow, your brain is quite slippery, and you're going to talk to me so quickly.

I still kept trying to catch her, only to feel a gust of wind blowing in front of me, and there was no shadow as soon as the smoke slipped away.

As I soaked comfortably in the barrel, I couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

Finally stopped.

Just a moment ago, I was still bitterly explaining to the little maid that I don't need to serve my bathing people, she just looked at me with a persistent face, and said sonorously: "But the son said that I want to serve the young lady for a good life." ”

I hung a black line on my forehead, a little weak, and said slowly: "But your son-in-law didn't say that even I have to wait for a shower, right?" I saw that she seemed to have figured it out, added another dose of medicine, and said: "Did the boy say that you want you to listen to me and do what I say, then I only need you to do one thing now, that is, go out, and help me close the door by the way, thank you." ”

As soon as I thought of her, I couldn't stop having a headache, and I didn't know if Song Yuan did it on purpose. Deliberately lined up a bad star lurking around me.

I picked up a handful of water and sprinkled it around my neck, rubbed it around my arm, and sunk myself down so that the hot water covered my whole body until the heat rushed all over my body, and then I sat up again, twisting the petals from the bucket and rubbing the bath.

I don't know if the ancient people are a little self-deceptive, this petal is not necessarily able to wash people clean, I picked up a handful of petals in front of me, the colorful is good-looking, but the hot water bubble seems a little sluggish, but it does not affect its fragrance.

I don't know if this kind of washing can really wash people fragrantly, I muttered in my mouth, and at the same time rubbed the petals my chest. (To be continued......)