Shen's mother's voice complained that Shen Ji's already unhappy face became more and more gloomy.

"Ah Ji, ......" As she was talking, Shen's mother suddenly coughed, her face showing pain, "Daddy and mother...... Is there a point I'm sorry for you? ”

"Rebel, have you forgotten how my leg is lame?" Father Shen slapped his unconscious right leg and raised his voice, "If you hadn't provoked Qi Guogong in the examination room, how could I have been beaten like this by his men?" ”

"That year, I even took out the money for leg treatment for your education, and when it came, how did you repay your father?"

Seeing that it was another set of usual tricks, Shen Jiqiang's shoulders finally collapsed, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "After so many years, my father and mother still haven't made any progress. ”

Father Shen was stunned for a moment, his face was as black as ink, "What do you want to say?" ”

"How many times at night, I have been awakened, and my father and mother have been surrounding me in my dreams, and my mouth is full of this statement." Shen Ji smiled bitterly, but he was helpless, "If there is a slight place that is not as good as my father's intentions, my mother will cry, make trouble, and hang myself, and my father will use lame to pressure me and force me to comply." ”

"I never took the initiative to provoke Qi Chong, it was he who was jealous of me, so he did this."

"I was a Xiucai early, I taught in Dongcheng, saved a sum of money, handed it over to my father, and wanted you to treat your leg, but you didn't want to, so you had to buy wine and drink, and then you fell ill."

A trace of self-deprecation flashed in Shen Ji's eyes, his eyes drooped slightly, and he said lightly, "My father and mother keep saying that they have given everything for me, but for so many years, I have bought books by myself, and I have bought pen, ink, paper, and inkstones by myself, and even the bundle I gave to Mr. Teacher when I was a child was secretly stuffed to me by my grandmother." ”

"Father, mother, my son will not always live in your mouth, Gu Sisi and I will not marry, and I will not need any maidservants to serve me, let alone continue to stay under your noses."

Shen Ji made up his mind and frowned, "In the future, I won't come to the old mansion often, and my son has really had enough of being manipulated." ”

After the words fell, Shen Ji slowly turned around and was about to leave.

"Azi! You ......"

"Old lady, old lady, what's wrong with you?"

There was a clear exclamation in his ears, and Shen Ji's steps only paused for a moment, and he still walked forward.

"Rebel, I really raised you for nothing!"

Shen's father's angry scolding resounded throughout the Shen family, and Shen Ji ignored it and stepped out of the house quickly.

As the twilight grew deeper, there were only a few shops with lanterns hanging on the side of the street, and the sporadic light was barely enough to see the road beneath our feet.

Wen Mo walked slowly down the street, wandering aimlessly, carrying a very light bag, only two or three pieces of clothing.

It's ridiculous to say, he has been in the Shen family for so many years, and his luggage only has these things.

It was winter, and the wind fell on the face like a blade, blowing painfully.

Wen Mo wrapped his clothes tightly, casually chose a shop with lights, sat on the stone steps outside, held his chin, looked at the waning moon in the sky and lost his mind, and muttered, "I don't know if Mr. can see Mrs....... Hou as he wishes."

"Smell the ink."

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears, Wen Mo's body stiffened suddenly, and he subconsciously turned his head, and happened to see a man at the end of the street.

Shen Ji came by moonlight, carrying large and small boxes in his hands, Jun had anger on his face, and his thin lips were lightly opened, "Smell ink? ”

"First...... Mr? Wen Mo grabbed the strip of cloth in front of him, unable to believe his eyes.

"It's really you." Hearing Wen Mo's voice, Shen Ji's hanging heart finally fell, and he walked slowly to him, staring at him with lowered eyes, "I left honestly without saying a word, what about the chaos on weekdays?" ”

Mr.'s unique yin and yang weirdness came into his ears again, and when he heard Mo's mouth, the grievances he suppressed in his heart doubled in an instant, "Sir...... Why did you come to me? ”

"I didn't look for you, and I saw you freeze to death on the street?" Shen Ji looked at the clothes on his body, his brows twisted into a dead knot, he untied his big coat and threw it on him, and said lightly, "Put it on." ”

"It's not in order!" Wen Mo was shocked, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's very cold this day, Mr. put it on quickly, and I will go to see Mrs. Hou tomorrow, don't get sick!" ”

Seeing that he was still thinking about himself at this time, Shen Ji's eyebrows relaxed, and the corners of his mouth also hooked up a shallow smile, "Your husband is not so easy to freeze to death, but you, who have walked for so long in thin clothes, your face is bruised." ”

"But sir......

"This is the master's order."

Wen Mo wanted to refuse, but when he heard Mr. 's words, he was stunned and obediently wrapped the big coat around his body.

Wen Mo buried his face in the fur collar, and Mr.'s big hair was very warm, and there was a light fragrance, all of which were small means to attract Mrs. Hou.

No one spoke for a while, and the atmosphere was stiff, but suddenly a cooing sound came to mind.

Shen Ji was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes to look at the top of his head, frowned and asked, "Where did the bird come from?" How could it be such a scream? ”

Wen Mo raised his hand weakly and whispered, "Sir, it's... It's a small belly called ......."

Shen Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes fell on the stomach he was holding, sighed lightly, sat on the steps with him, opened the box on the side, took out two pastries, and stuffed them into his hands, "Eat." ”

Seeing that his husband took out the snacks as if he was doing a trick, Wen Mo's eyes lit up, and he reached out to take it, "Where did Mr. get these from?" ”

Shen Ji hooked his lips, and there was a smile in his tone, "I bought it from Wenxiangzhai Xin, it was originally for Mrs., let you taste it first." ”

"That little one has a mouthful." Wen Mo cheered, took a big bite, the aroma of the pastry echoed in his mouth, his lips and teeth were fragrant, Wen Mo couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "It has to be an old signboard, expensive and expensive!" ”

Shen Ji was helpless, shook his head and chuckled, his eyes fell on a few wooden boxes on the side.

Wen Mo's cheeks bulged on both sides, and he said vaguely, "Sir, when are you going back?" ”

Shen Ji glanced at him and said in a low voice, "Where are you going?" ”

"The Shen family." Wen Mo thought that he had met him by chance, and urged him to go back, "It's so late, Mr. is still outside, I'm afraid I will be told by the old lady." ”

Shen Ji's eyes were deep, and he looked at him fixedly, his tone was calm and unwavering, "If you don't go back, you won't go back in the future." ”

Wen Mo was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect this result, "For...... Why? ”

Shen Ji ignored him, picked up the box on the ground by himself, and slowly walked to the other side, the wind carried his voice to the back.

"I bought a house in Xicheng a long time ago, and now I still lack a housekeeper......"

Wen Mo suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the man's long figure, his nose was sour, and he hurriedly stuffed all the remaining half of the pastries into his mouth, grabbed the luggage roll, and raised his voice to call the master in front of him.

"Sir, the small one is the best for housekeeping!"