The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

There was still a dim light from the fire in the kitchen.

Aunt Xue put a bowl of tomato chicken noodles and a small plate of pumpkin and brown sugar cake on the tray and carefully put them into her son's hands.

"Boss, take it. Madam specifically ordered a midnight snack for the young master. Go and deliver it to the young master." Aunt Xue wiped the sweat from her forehead with her headscarf, patted her son's arm, pushed her tall and strong son over, and reminded him worriedly:

"Remember to knock quietly, and apologize to the young master. Do you hear me?"

In fact, this midnight snack was usually delivered by Aunt Xue herself, but when her son came today, he made the young master unhappy. Even if the lady was open-minded and did not drive her son away, they should have been more considerate and apologized to the young master.

How my future life will be depends on my boss's mood. If I offend him completely right away, how will I do my work and how will I repay my debt?

Xue He took the tray handed to him, put it in his place, nodded, and walked out of the kitchen.

He naturally understood his mother's thoughts. She just wanted to please the boss so that she could live in peace in this yard.

But he saw that although the young master was stupid, he was very spoiled and did not seem like someone who could be taken care of easily.

In fact, to him, it doesn’t matter whether it’s good or bad. The fact that he can’t find a profitable job in the county town is only temporary. As long as the limelight passes, there will be another opportunity.

In addition, he has other ways to make money. According to his estimation, he only needs to accompany his mother to work in the You family for a year, which will be enough to pay off the silver he owes.

Mrs. You is a sensible person and probably won't hold them hostage.

As long as you work for a full year, that's enough.

Xue He was tall and had long legs, so it only took him a few steps to reach the door of the east wing.

He remembered his mother's instructions, lifted the tray steadily with one hand, and gently knocked on the young master's door.

"Master, supper is ready."

The light in the room was clearly on, but no one responded. After a moment's silence, Xue He knocked again.

"Quarrel!"

There was a sudden movement at the door, and it was opened from the inside. The silly young master was wearing a loose, thin, moon-white short-sleeved shirt. The shirt seemed to have just been buttoned, and two buttons were buttoned incorrectly.

In the moonlight, one could see a large patch of white skin on the collarbone. Even though they lived in the countryside, the You family was wealthy after all, with maids serving them. The young master had never lacked food and clothing, and because he was born with defects, he was well taken care of by Mrs. You.

The moonlight reflected on this body of skin and flesh, which caught Xue He's eyes. He quickly looked away, not knowing where to look for a moment. When he raised his eyes, he found that the silly young master was staring at him.

His heartbeat slowed down. During the day, the silly young master cried so hard that he hadn't even seen his face. Now, when he saw him in the moonlight...

"Humph!"

Seeing the big guy standing there blankly, the silly young master, who had disliked this guy in the first place, became annoyed. He stomped his clogs loudly and turned around and walked in angrily.

Xue He came to his senses and hurried in with the plate. Just as he put the midnight snack on the round table, something hit him on the back.

"pat"

Xue He lowered his head and found a history book at his feet.

"Bang! Bang!"

Immediately afterwards, several books hit his back one after another. The hardest corners of the books hit Xue He's back, which was a bit painful, but still bearable.

Xue He turned around and raised his hand to catch the flying book that was coming at him again.

Seeing this, the silly young master became even angrier, and pushed down all the books in the study on the left, and threw them at Xue He.

It is easy to understand why the silly young master hated Xue He from the beginning.

Because of his mental state, the silly young master hated reading the most. He couldn't understand what he read, and many things seemed like incomprehensible to him. A principle that others could understand with just one sentence might take the silly young master most of the day to explain and understand.

Although Mrs. You did not ask her son to become normal, she also hoped that the silly young master would understand things, so she taught him again and again without getting tired of it, and asked the teacher to lecture on scriptures and history again and again.

But although the silly young master was stupid, he was also rebellious. The more oppressed he was, the more he hated studying. He completely hated studying and threw a tantrum and drove away two or three of the teachers who were invited.

Even so, the lady still refused to give in. She did not invite the teacher and instead supervised the work herself.

Yesterday, the silly young master did not finish his homework, so he tried to be clever by stuffing all his annoying notebooks under the bed. But today, the farmhand who had just arrived swept out all the things that the silly young master had hidden when he cleaned the room.

It happened that the lady brought the silly young master back to his room to check his homework. The silly young master was furious. The things he had tried so hard to bury were dug out just like that. How could he not be angry!

He had forgotten about this feeling at first, but when he saw the farmhand again tonight, the silly young master's not-so-bright mind recalled the frustration he had felt that afternoon.

"Don't move!"

Seeing that all his attacks were blocked and he couldn't defeat them, the silly young master started to act like a spoiled child and ordered people around.

Xue He paused in raising his hand and sighed, knowing that this young master was indeed difficult to serve, so he followed his mother's instructions and tried to coax him.

He lowered his hands and let the young master smash the books to his heart's content. Until the books on the bookshelf fell to the ground and the young master had nothing left to smash, Xue He said in a low voice:

"Master, the midnight snack is getting cold."

"Humph!"

The angry young master also realized the serious problem of having no books to smash. He stomped his feet, his wooden clogs clattering, and sat back at the round table. He ignored the farmhands in the room and started eating with his bowl in his hand.

Seeing that the young master had finally calmed down, Xue He bent down and began to pick up the books and put them back on the bookshelf.

After tidying up the desk, he was about to leave, but just as he reached the door of the room, the young master called him back.

"Don't go!"

The corner of his shirt was pulled, Xue He stopped and looked back.

The silly young master kicked off his clogs and was standing on the floor with his bare feet, holding on to his gray-blue coarse cloth clothes.

She looked up at him, her dull eyes darting around in his gaze.

Maybe it was because he hadn't drunk water for too long, his throat suddenly felt dry and itchy. Xue He lowered his head, his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart, not looking at the young master's beautiful face like a lotus.

"Master"

"Come here!" The silly young master was obviously a little disliked by the tall and strong stature of the farmhand. He stretched out his hand with great effort to pull up the other's strong arm and walked towards the study room on the left.

Seeing this, Xue He stepped forward and went over, not knowing where the chair was.

"Sit down!" Pointing at the Luohan chair where he was forced to study every day, the silly young master looked at Xue He as if giving an order.

"... Young Master, this is against the rules." Xue He still didn't understand what the silly young master meant. The other party's words were too brief and he had just arrived, so he naturally couldn't figure out the meaning.

"Sit down, quickly!" The silly young master felt that he was smart for once, and looked at Xue He as if he was looking at a fool.

Unable to resist, Xue He sat down, and then saw the young master happily placing a dozen notebooks in front of him and pushing the inkstone towards him.

The meaning was now obvious, Xue He understood it and took the pen that the young master stuffed into his hand.

"Write, all of it!" The young master pushed all the homework left by his mother to the farmhand and gave orders in a domineering manner. Then he ran back to the round table and continued to eat his midnight snack.

"..." Xue He could roughly guess what the silly young master was thinking. It should be that he had exposed the notebook that the other party had hidden today, and this was to make him apologize and complete all the tasks that the young master had piled up.

Holding the pen, Xue He suddenly felt like laughing. Perhaps his mother was right. This young master didn't have such bad intentions.

At most, he is a child who is prone to temper tantrums.