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When Zhuang Qiubai woke up, he repeatedly read the new date on the medical panel a dozen times, but he couldn't remember what happened during this period.

2080 9 Month 12 Day.

A very ordinary weekend.

The city-state has just finished a regular project that is not too big or small, and it is in a rare idle stage at work. When it is free until the rest day, you can sleep in leisurely and leisurely, and go to bed from morning to night without being disturbed by anyone.

Zhuang Qiubai sat up from the bed, glanced at the time, it was 5:13 in the morning, and the sky was still not clear.Jiang Yunchuan's mood panel is also in a normal state, neither high nor low, and it is impossible to tell whether he is happy or angry.

After two throws, Zhuang Qiubai probably understood some of Jiang Yunchuan's thoughts, and most of his deep desires were related to him, such as wanting to celebrate his birthday, such as wanting to be with him when he was sick.

But this time it was a little strange.

Zhuang Qiubai flipped through the calendar and took out a thermometer to measure his body temperature.

It's not an important anniversary, and I don't have a cold or fever.

Just an ordinary weekend.

It was so ordinary that he couldn't remember any special interaction with Jiang Yunchuan on this day.

Generally speaking, Zhuang Qiubai sleeps on weekends like this, and he can be regarded as the director of a department. Times are more regular.After marrying Jiang Yunchuan, it still didn't change, it just changed from returning to my own home to returning to Jiang Yunchuan's home.

Zhuang Qiubai changed his clothes and went downstairs, the housekeeper and servants had already started working.

Steward Zhou was a little surprised when he saw him, put down the cup in his hand and walked over, bent slightly and said, "Mr. Zhuang, why did you wake up so early?"

Zhuang Qiubai also smiled at him, "I had a dream, and I couldn't sleep when I woke up."

Butler Zhou asked concerned: "Is it a nightmare?"

Zhuang Qiubai said: "No." Thinking of Jiang Yunchuan who met differently in the previous two throws, he said with a smile: "It's an unexpected dream."

"That's good." The butler said, "Do you need breakfast now? I'll arrange the kitchen to prepare it."

It was still early, Zhuang Qiubai said to wait for Jiang Yunchuan.

The housekeeper said yes, and went to work on his own.

Everyone in the living room was busy, except Zhuang Qiubai who had nothing to do. He went around the yard first, and when he came back, he saw the housekeeper grinding the coffee that Jiang Yunchuan wanted to drink in the morning, so he went over to help.

Steward Zhou rejected Zhuang Qiubai several times, but failed to let Zhuang Qiubai go back to his room to rest, so he had no choice but to let him go and ask him to help beat him, hand him a filter paper, and grind the beans.

"Have you worked in Jiang's family for many years?" Zhuang Qiubai picked up a few coffee beans and smelled them, put them into the small manual grinder, and shook the armrest once and for all.

The housekeeper nodded and paused for a few seconds, as if he was counting the past days, and finally said: "It's almost 38 years."

Zhuang Qiubai was surprised, "It's been so long? Jiang Yunchuan wasn't born at that time, right?"

"Haha, yes. Even the young master's father, Mr. Jiang, was still a child at that time."

Zhuang Qiubai said: "Then did you watch Jiang Yunchuan grow up?"

"Yes."

"Then... can you tell me something about Jiang Yunchuan?"

The housekeeper didn't reply immediately, but instead glanced at him, a hint of surprise flashed in his kind eyes.It's no wonder that the housekeeper felt strange. The current period of time happened to be the fourth year of Zhuang Qiubai's and Jiang Yunchuan's marriage. In the past four years, Zhuang Qiubai had never asked any personal matters about Jiang Yunchuan. At home, ask "Haven't you come back yet?"

All young master Jiang's itinerary, where to go on business, and when to go home, were all told to him by the housekeeper.From Zhuang Qiubai's point of view, asking about Jiang Yunchuan's personal affairs was a bit out of line, after all, the relationship between them was not that familiar yet.

But now he is not familiar with him, but he wants to know something about Jiang Yunchuan.

Zhuang Qiubai thought while grinding the coffee beans, people's emotions are really changeable.It's just that he inquired about Jiang Yunchuan's private affairs when he was sick, which was somewhat unkind, and I don't know if Young Master Jiang would remember the treatment process after he woke up.

Seeing a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Steward Zhou also frowned kindly, and asked, "What do you want to know about the young master?"

Zhuang Qiubai thought for a few seconds and asked, "When he was young, was he as quiet as he is now and always had a stern face?"

The housekeeper said: "Yes, the young master has been very stable since he was a child, very different from other children."

"Could it be born?" But Jiang Yunchuan's parents, Zhuang Qiubai, have met, and they are very talkative people.

The housekeeper said: "I don't know about this either, but I think that nature should only be a small part. The young master's character is somewhat influenced by the old man."

"Sir?"

"It's the young master's grandfather."

"Oh." Zhuang Qiubai suddenly realized, "Then he..."

Butler Zhou said, "He has passed away."

"Sorry, I don't know about this, I'm taking the liberty..."

"It's okay. The old man doesn't read much newspapers. He left early. Mr. Zhuang is still young. I don't know if it's normal." Butler Zhou put Zhuang Qiubai's ground coffee on the filter paper, and said in a gentle voice, "Master is the youngest man of the old man." His grandson was brought up by him in his own house when he was just born. The old man was rigid and strict, his mouth was as hard as a stone, and his heart was as soft as tofu. The young master was only four or five years old at that time, and the little One, he learned everything from him, while the other children were playing and playing, but he was holding a thick book and reading. I remember one time, the young master was dizzy from reading a book, and when he stood up, he couldn't walk straight. "

Zhuang Qiubai found it inconceivable, "Jiang Yunchuan has worked so hard at such a young age?"

The butler shook his head and said with a smile: "No, no, although at first we all thought that the young master was dizzy because of reading for too long, but it was later discovered that he was secretly wearing the old man's reading glasses and holding the book. , with two short legs crossed, passed out on the sofa."

"Hahaha——!" Zhuang Qiu laughed out loud while recalling the scene at that time, laughing so much that even the hands shaking the coffee beans trembled. He lost the gentle and elegant image of Director Zhuang when he was outside, his wrist trembled, and the grinder was out of his palm, crookedly about to fall on the carpet, Zhuang Qiubai stopped laughing quickly, but his hand was half a beat behind.I thought the grinder would just fall to the ground, but I didn't expect it to be caught firmly by a big hand with sharp knuckles and put it back on the table.

Zhuang Qiubai hurriedly raised his eyes, just in time to meet Jiang Yunchuan's gaze.

Young Master Jiang didn't know when he came, so he glanced at him indifferently, then at the coffee Steward Zhou had just made, grabbed a cup, and left without looking back.

Normally, Zhuang Qiubai might think that Jiang Yunchuan thought he was clumsy, but at this time the rising emotional value on the medical panel told him that Jiang Yunchuan might not think so.

He put the grinder away, put a few coffee beans in it, and cheekily guessed Young Master Jiang's heart.

Do you think the coffee he ground tastes good?

Or heard him and the housekeeper laughing happily, and his normal mood changed for the better?