Rebirth of Shuohe

He sat slumped on the ground, staring blankly at the ceiling.The room was almost dead, as the only person there seemed delirious.Lao Zhang, who had agreed to come to collect the waste, took the key left by the homeowner and entered the door. He saw the bearded and emaciated Liu Ming at a glance.He seems to have been sitting there for a long time, holding a diary tightly in his hand, and he doesn't know what it is.

Lao Zhang is semi-literate and can only do arithmetic related to money.He couldn't understand those fancy articles at all.This man looks pitiful, but he also has to do something.

"Sir, we have to pack up. If you need anything else, take it quickly, and it will be gone later." Lao Zhang kindly persuaded.

Liu Ming stared, revealing a murderous look, a hint of ferocity flashed through his eyes.He stared at Old Zhang's wrinkled face like a dried walnut, and said viciously: "Who told you to touch his things?"

"This, this is what Lin Shuo and Mr. Lin said to be handled by us—" Lao Zhang was complaining, "You can't take your word for it, you have to be reasonable, sir." However, halfway through the fight, seeing The other party's expression became more and more ferocious, and Lao Zhang immediately became timid, thanked him with a flattering smile, and left the house in a panic.Today's trip was really scary. If he stays for another second, his old life will be gone. Lao Zhang laments that he is also a poor collector of waste products.

Shuohe woke up from the dream.The plot in the dream is vivid, and the sad face of that person does not seem fake, as if he traveled back and watched a follow-up movie.They did love each other, but they missed it inadvertently.It's just that he has always indulged Liu Ming's half-heartedness and allowed his ambition to ruin their relationship.

It was not yet full light, and in the darkness before dawn, the moonlight could be discerned faintly.Jessica came in softly and shook him out of his sleep.Accompanying readers always need to get up earlier than the host to prepare.She wanted to change Shuohe's pajamas, but Shuohe blushed, unable to hold back his face, and couldn't accept a woman changing clothes for him.He has never done it himself and was served by others. Except for Liu Ming, he is too embarrassed to accept it in front of others.

"Jessica, I'll do it myself. You do your work first." He already had the intention of driving people away.Seeing his blushing and dodging movements, Jessica knew that he was shy, so she put down her clothes and went out.The clothes delivered are not good to wear.He used to wear cotton T-shirts and trousers year after year. He just felt comfortable and convenient, and he just put one on his head and he was done.However, Bo Lanxing's clothing style is just the opposite of the simple staple food. It is beautiful, delicate and complex, more like the style of the British aristocrats in the [-]th and [-]th centuries.In Shuohe's view, delicacy and complexity equal trouble.

Shuo He put on his trousers, looking at a pile of tops covered with black lines.In his impression, only in winter did he need to wrap himself in layers of clothes.It's still summer, and I still wear so much, I feel that sweat is already flowing all over my body when I think about it.After finally distinguishing the order of the inside and the outside, when he saw a shirt with a lace collar and cuffs and a double-breasted gown, Shuohe was still stunned.

I have infinite resentment in my heart, why, from the earth across the universe, from the previous life to this life, is lace the darling of designers?

Resisting the urge to cut off the lace, Shuo He put on the vest and shirt, and hurriedly put on the last robe-like coat.As a result, in a panic, I buttoned the wrong button, and had to take it apart and start over.He couldn't figure out why he had to design dozens of buttons on his clothes, which looked like military uniforms. If he wore them to fight, he would definitely lose because the soldiers didn't have time to get dressed.Shuo He thought dissatisfied.I always feel that the wind is blowing away under the robe.

Putting on clothes is like completing a huge project, although for Shuohe who is wearing this kind of clothes for the first time, his speed is already considered fast.Going into the bathroom to wash up, I saw in the mirror that after a good night's sleep without illness and pain, there were dark circles under his eyes even though he had slept soundly.Still very strong.Shuohe thought, probably anyone with a long black circle would have a panda-like face, the only difference being the panda's weight. Thinking of this, he felt a little happier and made a face in the mirror.

Jessica urged him to go to breakfast.The quality of breakfast is not bad, after all, the food in the noble mansion is more particular than that of ordinary people.The soft pastry has a slight sweetness in the mouth, but it is sweet but not greasy.After the meal, there is a large glass of green juice, which is said to be fried from alang fruit.Without the threat of hunger, Shuo He ate very leisurely. Although he was young, his behavior was very noble, and he was even more polite than ordinary nobles.I think so, if Shuo and this "old man" who has lived for decades gobble it up like a child who has nothing to eat, he can't afford to be shameless.

Penn Rivester is the most authoritative old housekeeper in Franky's mansion.The Franky family has grown and prospered for hundreds of years. With the efforts of countless generations, the process from a small farmer to a powerful family with global power is difficult.Now the younger generations have been being educated about Franky's history, and they should not forget that the old ancestor who gnawed on black corn led them to make a fortune, but everyone regarded themselves as a natural nobleman.And nobles, of course, need a shrewd, capable and strictly trained noble butler.

Penn Rifster is an elite among the elite who came out of the Royal Noble Management School.His etiquette is more standardized than any of his classmates, and even exceeds the standards of his teacher.He is good at managing large and small internal affairs, and can arrange a large mansion in an orderly manner.He and the owner of Frankie, Monte Frankie's grandfather, are close relatives and friends who have played since they were young, so they are deeply trusted.

At this time, he had just come out of the young master's room.Because only he knew to avoid Monte French's waking up and wake him up on time and peacefully.Monte was a very self-disciplined young man when he grew up, but he still couldn't deny that he had such a small problem of staying in bed when he was a child.Everyone up and down knows that if you wake up Monte French at the wrong time and place and sometimes at random, then you have to be careful about him playing tricks on you, almost No one can escape his inexplicable waking up.However, Penn Rivester is very good at this, and he is rarely retaliated against. More withered.

Passing by the small restaurant, he saw a little boy.Sitting there neatly dressed, her soft short black hair was docilely attached to her cheek, making that face even more tender and lovely.What surprised him even more was the way the little boy ate.

He had already guessed that this must be the accompanying reader selected by Master Monte yesterday.However, he also knew that according to the information, Shuohe was an abandoned orphan who was briefly adopted by an old lady who picked up garbage.After the old lady passed away a few years later, Lin Shuohe became a vagrant completely. No one knew his real name and age.However, there is one thing that is quite suspicious. How could Lin Shuohe, who was starved of food, have the opportunity to learn those noble etiquettes.

He moved gracefully now, with the careless grace of the oldest family in the nobility.It seems that he is not eating, but enjoying a process.It's so strange, is it natural, or is it the illegitimate child of some nobleman?Penn Rifster narrowed his eyes, turned and left.No matter how strange it is, he is just a kid with no background. It doesn't matter if he is well-educated, but if he is a vulgar kid, it is easy for his young master to imitate bad manners.

Monte was growing and was always lethargic.Therefore, when he came to the restaurant, he looked sleepy.If you look closely, he is also a beautiful boy. He has fluffy and curly golden hair covering his forehead, sword eyebrows and starry eyes under the forehead hair, a straight nose bridge, and slightly thin lips.It's just that the child's puffiness makes him look fleshy, and his baby-fat face is always bulging like a frog, which makes people bully.

Monte's brothers and sisters are much older than him, and they love this younger brother very much.Of course, I prefer to "love" his fleshy cheeks.He has been bullied a lot, and he heard about the majesty of the general's uncle Hobres since he was a child, so Monte fantasized about becoming a general, so that no one would dare to bully him.It's just that when he started imitating Hobres, he was like a kitten pretending to be a tiger. He obviously didn't have that momentum, but he also had a cute face, which pleased many people with his desperate appearance.

For some reason, when he saw Shuo He eating, he thought it looked good.Shuohe's movements had an elegant, smooth and slow look that his brothers and sisters didn't have, which made Monte feel that today's breakfast must be delicious, otherwise how could his little servant eat it with such relish.

He suddenly cheered up and sat down to eat in his seat.However, there was nothing special about what he ate. He could taste the taste made by the old chef at home even with his eyes closed.Depressed that he was cheated by his servants, Monte stopped to look at Shuohe indignantly.Monte watched, Shuohe didn't stop, Shuohe was actually a little hungry, not to mention he has always had the habit of eating breakfast.Therefore, his undisturbed appearance made Monte suspect again that the food between the two was different.

"Give me your share," Monte ordered.

Shuohe looked at him puzzled, not understanding what he was going to do.

Then I saw Monte snatch his breakfast blankly, as if it was a matter of course.It's a pity that it was the first time for Master Monte to eat someone else's saliva, but what he got tasted exactly like his own.He dropped his fork in disappointment.

Shuohe's breakfast was snatched away, and he didn't dare to eat the "master"'s food, and looked at his breakfast that he had eaten a lot in a daze.Monte's eyes lit up, thinking something was wrong, he murmured excitedly, it must be like this, then he stuffed his fork into Shuo He's hand, and said with bright eyes: "You, feed me. "

So, Monte French, do you want to be fed by a child who is several years younger than you?

He reluctantly inserted some pastries and handed them to Monte's mouth, and Monte swallowed them obediently, as if they were really delicious.

If Butler Peng En was still there, he would be surprised that his young master, who has always been a picky eater, actually ate a piece of Duke Nut Cake, which he hardly ate.

The author has something to say: Tell yourself to persevere, and resolutely don't let the text go to waste...Finally, I wrote something by hand.

It's nice to see someone reading my post.

☆, tiger