Breeding Code

Son, but not the only child.However, Master Lu's heart towards the eldest son is even heavier than before.

Whether it's the regret of the past ten years or the joy of regaining his lost son, Master Lu feels satisfied and extremely comfortable after regaining his son.

Put everything in place.

Mr. Lu hid his eldest son in another courtyard. No one outside the Lu family knew about it, and no one inside the Lu family except the servants in the other courtyard.

Master Lu wants to train his son well before taking him out.

Obviously, Junjian has many problems.

The first point is that he didn't even recognize his father.

Shui Lan is the eldest girl who serves the master, and was sent to another courtyard by the master to serve the young master.

After the young master arrived in the other courtyard, every day, no matter in the morning or evening, the master took time to take a look, and sometimes he would rest in the other courtyard.The servants above follow the rules and only do things and don't talk much, while the ignorant people below have a lot of unreliable gossip.

On this day, Qingfang Pavilion is ready to welcome the master.

Shui Lan looked at Kong, and went to the kitchen to get the sweet-scented osmanthus and chestnut soup that the master loved to eat. Before she could reach the door, she heard some women chattering and laughing inside with the sound of cracking melon seeds.

"Hey, you haven't been in the Qingfang Pavilion, how do you know that the master is the golden house?"

"It's not the golden house, the door can be so tight? Except for four or five maids inside, who serve tea and sweep the floor, we don't need outsiders now."

"It's not noisy, and there's not much food to eat. Isn't it a girl's house?"

"That's right. Didn't the guy inside throw out some clothes from his daughter's house to be burned when he arrived on the first day? Look, he's not that old, he's so young."

"Oh, what a crime."

"It's great to be known by the madam?"

"Now the eldest lady and the second wife don't care about things. There are only a few aunts in the main house. Aunt Chu who gave birth to the second son is the most powerful. I heard that when the master returns to the house, he will spend eight days in her room."

"Feng Shui takes turns, and now the master has been resting in our yard for more than half of the eight days."

"I don't know how beautiful she is, with a pitiful and lovely body..."

"What I heard is different from yours. The child is a child, but a boy. My eldest son serves behind the master. The master sent him to buy clothes, all of which are expensive fabrics for the young master."

"Boy, you are young, so you can understand. No wonder the master is embarrassed to let others know."

"That's not what I meant. Auntie, if you think too much, you must be a young master. The master is already considering asking Mr. Scholar to come to his house."

"Sister Fu, what do you mean... is the master's own son?"

"……sky!"

"It's so big..."

"real or fake?"

"Shhh-"

Shui Lan was disgusted in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She even knocked on the wooden door calmly, signaling everyone inside to stop.Then when everyone was blushing and guilty, they stepped in.

The status of the big girl next to the master is no lower than that of the little aunt, and there are some things that have been passed on to the master's ears, and her job is not guaranteed.

There were four or five servants sitting in twos and threes inside, smiling coyly all over their faces.

Shui Lan stared at them and sneered, but she didn't teach her a lesson.He only turned to the woman in charge of making dim sum: "Sister Fu, is the sweet-scented osmanthus and chestnut soup ready? I'll serve it after you fill it up."

"Yes, yes, sit down, girl, I'll take it right away. It just so happens that it's still hot on the stove."

Shui Lan didn't sit down.When the woman came to her with a wooden plate with cups, bowls and pans, Shui Lan asked her to carry it and go with him.When approaching the door, he leaned on the door frame, then turned his head, and said to the silent crowd: "It's what you should do to serve you well, if you talk too much and make trouble, be careful that the master will ask you to question him personally! "

"Yes, yes... what the girl said is true." "Don't dare again." "Young lady, let's go." "..."

Regardless of whether the people inside would say that she was putting on airs, Shui Lan didn't mind.She slowed down her voice, and said to the woman who was following behind her: "Sister-in-law Fu, both elders of your family are sick. The master thought that you had been in the Lu family for decades, so he took your son to be around. Rewards are rare and punishments are rare. Don’t give up such a blessing. They say it’s the master’s fault, and if you don’t agree with it, you’ll get over it. How can you help make fun of me?”

"Girl... Hey, it's my aunt, I'm confused."

"Even if... it's a son, the master doesn't want to publicize it, but he just doesn't want others to talk nonsense." Shui Lan said softly, "You know it yourself, and you should persuade them not to spread any gossip when they leave the other courtyard. The same goes for the main house."

"Yes, girl, auntie can wake up."

When they reached the gate of Qingfang Pavilion in the other courtyard, the woman stopped, Shui Lan knocked on the door, and a little maid opened the door.Shui Lan took the woman's food plate and walked in.

In front of the small pavilion, there are lush flowers and plants, and the yard is blocked by a stone wall, so you can't see anything.The woman wiped her hands and turned around.

Shui Lan walked a few steps, and the little maid took what she was holding.

"Where's the young master? Are you up?" Shui Lan asked.

"Young master likes to sleep during the day, but he is very awake at night. But now he is dressed, drinking tea, and reading a book." The little maid said, "The master has passed the word that we will have dinner here at night. Come later."

"Well, you go and tell the kitchen to prepare."

Shui Lan walked to the second floor of the small pavilion, and saw that the young master was dressed neatly, had combed his hair, and was reading with the picture book given by the master.

The little boy is very good.The girls in the attic don't have much to do on weekdays, so they think about dressing him up for fun.No matter how complicated the hairstyle is or whether the clothes are too bright, the young master doesn't say a word. When he is sleepy, he just sits and nods. He will only get a little excited when the master comes.

Shui Lan couldn't help worrying as she thought about it.Although I haven't served for long, a 15-year-old boy shouldn't be in high spirits, right?The little boy looked like a submissive eight-year-old boy, or he was too quiet like a girl, something was wrong.

Why didn't the master ask the doctor to come and see it?

Why not let the little son's own mother know?

What happened to the little boy before this?

Although Lu Bishi made it clear to Shui Lan that this was his lost and recovered eldest son, he did not explain anything else.

It was getting dark.

Shan Lan served the young master to eat a cup of warm sweet-scented osmanthus soup.He ordered the maids to light up all the candlesticks in the small attic, and the lanterns in front of the door meandered to the door of the attic, waiting for the master to arrive.

As the night approached, Lu Junjian's expression became more and more tense, and he couldn't read the picture book anymore.

His dad is gone.

The person who arrested him was not his father, but rather his father.

He misses Daddy...

Lu Junjian held the book in his hands, and the more he thought about it, the more sad he became, tears fell down, hitting the pages of the book, and under the candlelight, faint yellow circles.

Twenty, fortunately lost and found

Until it was dark and the night wind blew.Lu Bishi and his entourage galloped there, directly from the side entrance of the other courtyard to the entrance of Qingfang Pavilion.

Although Lu Bishi had sons and daughters under his knees, he was only in his thirties, with a handsome face, which was exactly the climate of a man in his prime.He usually doesn't like to show his face in public, and often takes a sedan chair or a carriage instead.

However, the Biezhuang is remote, the road is far away and there are few people, Master Lu is eager to go home, and these days, he comes here every day on horseback.Lu Bishi gave the horse to the attendant, and took off the cloak to the maid, and while listening to the maid's report on the young master's daily schedule, he walked quickly up the small building.

The maid pushed open the door, and the warm candlelight poured into the room, sweeping away the biting coldness of the early spring outside.

Close the door and shut out the outside world.

Lu Bishi exhaled slowly.Although he loves his business, the day-to-day annoyance of running it is inevitable.Entering this warm and spring-like small building, I feel comfortable.

Here, with his son, he is just a father.

He was a domineering man, and he wanted his son to bear his mark and be what he wanted him to be.He is Lu Bishi's son.

Seeing him coming in, his son flinched, showing a frightened expression like a little rabbit.Lu Bishi even saw his son's cherry-blossom pink lips slightly open, trembling slightly because he approached.

Obviously afraid, but dare not escape.

Lu Bishi sympathized with his son's timidity, and an inappropriate possessive desire emerged in his heart.He enjoys this kind of "love" from his son very much.

Little oval face, ebony black hair, peach-pink skin, delicate eyes that flicker.

A big hand held the child's chin, and the child was so frightened that he was about to cry, his face moved to the side desperately, but the other big hand lovingly stroked the child's cheek.

The forced movement and the cold temperature of the big hands made the child froze, and only the two rows of dense long eyelashes trembled.

Lu Bishi suddenly laughed, let go of his son's face, hugged him up, and walked towards the table.

The maids are bringing out the prepared hot dishes one by one.

"Mr. See, are you hungry?" Lu Bishi patted his son's buttocks, and put him next to him.

No matter how late they come back, the children have to wait until their father comes back to eat, this is Lu Bishi's rule.Fortunately, Lu Junjian was sleeping in the afternoon, and after waking up, he ate the snacks prepared by the maid. There was no reason why he was hungry, not to mention that his appetite was so small.

His stature is also small, and he does not look like a 15-year-old boy at all.

Lu Bishi took the stewed chicken breast and put it in his son's bowl, looked at him and said, "You look very much like your mother. But the height of a boy is very important. If you don't want to be teased later, you should Eat as much as you want. Your two younger brothers are almost taller than you."

Lu Junjian's tears fell again.

"Why are you crying again?" Lu Bishi reached out and wiped away the child's tears with his fingertips.