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On the fifth day of Yan Huai's group's departure, it caught up with a rain.

They were too late the day before, and it was already late at night when they arrived at the posthouse. Now that it was raining again, Yan Huai simply asked everyone to rest in the posthouse for a whole day, and then leave after the rain stopped.

The rainy days in autumn are very refreshing. Although the condition of the inn is average, it can be regarded as a rare leisure time. The guys started to play cards, and Yan Huai didn't restrain them.

After a few days of exhaustion, Ji An always felt that Yan Huai was thinner than when he first left the house.

Thinking of the young master letting him ride in the carriage with him every day these days, and keeping him by his side at night because he was afraid that he would not sleep well, Ji An felt a little guilty, thinking that the young master must not have had a good rest.

When he was free, he ran to the back kitchen of the post house to stuff copper coins for the master chef. He was never so generous when he bought snacks for himself, but now he is not stingy at all, and begged someone to buy a live chicken with scraps of silver. Two live fish, cook something delicious for his young master.

It's just that he didn't bring out the little savings he saved at Xin's family before, and the time with Yan Huai was short, he didn't save much money, and he still remembered that he would save money to buy Yan Huai a wooden sign for blessings, so he had to be thick-skinned Pretending to forget about Huoxiang and other people in the same company, she quietly carried the food box upstairs, offering treasures: "Master, shall we eat at home today?"

Yan Huai glanced at the food box and laughed, put away the volume of books he was reading and sat down at the table, conveniently put a chicken leg into Ji'an's bowl, and asked him, "Going to bribe someone's back cook?"

Ji An gave the chicken legs to Yanhuai, feeling a little shameful about his sneaky behavior, grabbed his chopsticks and explained in a low voice: "Young master lost weight..."

A chicken leg had to be given back and forth, so Yan Huai didn't bother with him, so he simply tore off the leg meat and fed it directly to Ji An's mouth: "An An has also lost weight."

Caught off guard, Ji An was stuffed with a mouthful of delicious chicken, and looked at Yan Huai in a daze, but Yan Huai had already taken a bite slowly, showing an expression of admiration.

He hadn't eaten any good food or tried any unusual recipes, but he felt that the chef of a post house in the wilderness had extraordinary skills, and the chicken he made was tender and delicious, so he smiled and reminded Ji An to eat after taking another bite.

However, Ji An was still dumbfounded, with some evasive expectation in his eyes.

Yan Huai understood, took another sip of the fish soup, it was very fresh, it warmed the stomach and made it very comfortable, and said with a smile: "Thank you An'an, it's delicious."

The expectation in his eyes was met, and Ji An couldn't help bursting with happy bubbles in his heart. He lowered his head and quietly pursed the corners of his mouth happily - he really wanted, really wanted to do something for the young master, to make the young master happy , but this is a bit different from trying to make Xin Chi happy before.

For Xin Chi, as long as the master is happy, he is very happy, but for Yan Huai, the person he hopes to make Yan Huai happy is Ji An.

The meal was very satisfying, and Yan Huai even ate an extra bowl of rice than usual. Ji Anhuan happily packed the food box and sent it out, then came back obediently, and accompanied Yan Huai to eat and read.

He was very quiet, and he could not make any movement for two or three hours.

Since having Ji An, Huoxiang stopped serving Yanhuai and reading books, Huoxiang couldn't calm down, but Ji An liked to just guard Yanhuai quietly like this.

On weekdays, when Yan Huai reads books, Ji An is practicing calligraphy by the side.

All the characters he wrote were taught by Yan Huai. When he wanted to learn a few characters, Yan Huai would write a copy in a proper manner and copy it for Ji An.

This was still the case at this time, Yan Huai watched Ji An obediently spreading paper and ink, and asked him: "What does An An want to learn today?"

Ji An didn't know when he formed the bad habit. He would bite the pen holder when thinking about things. He tilted his head and thought for a while, and suddenly his ears turned red.

He didn't dare to look into Yan Huai's eyes anymore, and his voice was also quieter, as if he didn't dare to spit it out: "I...I want to write the young master's name."

He was extremely nervous, took a breath and held it, and asked stammeringly, "Yes, is it okay?"

Yan Huai didn't hold back, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his voice was smiling: "Of course."

Hearing the smile in his voice, Ji An's ears turned red even more, but he still pursed his lips, copying the words given by Yan Huai earnestly.

Ji An sat very obediently, and Yan Huai had re-taught the posture of holding the pen. The posture was orderly and serious, revealing a childlike seriousness.

Just learning, the written characters are still a bit out of shape, obviously they are written in the same order as the person who taught them, and those horizontal and vertical strokes are not obedient at all after they reach him, and they become crooked when grouped together.

After Ji An finished writing, he glanced at Yan Huai secretly, and seeing the young master's gaze on the book, he quietly put the pen on the pen holder, secretly folded the piece of paper he wrote, and secretly stuffed it into his sleeve.

It's too ugly, I have to hide it, throw it away quietly, and write it after I'm done practicing.

However, Yan Huai was not serious about reading, and was alarmed by any movement. He glanced at the small movements of the child beside him and laughed. He messed up Radyan's arm and said with a smile, "Why are you hiding it? Show me."

Ji An blushed, it was rare to be disobedient, and objected weakly: "Don't..."

Yan Huai still wanted to tease him, and deliberately lowered his voice: "No?"

Ji An was so embarrassed that he would crush the paper in his hand, but he didn't know why he didn't want Yan Huai to see his crooked words. It's not like he didn't give Yan Huai the ugly words. seen.

He blushed, and after a long while, he suddenly had an idea. Looking at the rain outside the window, he changed the subject abruptly: "Master, it's raining heavily."

It's raining heavily.

Xin Chi looked at the rain outside, took an oil-paper umbrella, put on a coir raincoat, and went out by himself.

Such a rainy day is really suitable for bringing Ji An back.

Covered by the coir raincoat and the oil-paper umbrella, no one could tell who was following him.

When the weather clears up, if you find a chance to take Ji An out, no one will ask Ji An why he suddenly came back.

It doesn't matter if his parents ask, Qi San didn't serve him wholeheartedly, he was not used to it, Ji An was considerate, so he called him back to follow him.

Xin Chi arranged all the reasons well, and walked briskly towards the Yanfu.

It's been so long, I don't know what happened to this little thing.

Xin Chi thought, Ji An was so timid, he must have been frightened, and he couldn't leave him like that, he must have cried in secret for countless times, just like when he was sent to Zhuangzi by himself, Uncle Wan said he was distracted while eating , I can't sleep well.

The rain was really heavy, Xin Chi wiped the water off his face, and couldn't help but think that when Ji An saw him, he would be stupefied with surprise first, staring at him blankly, his eyes would turn red, and then Just like at his birthday banquet, the longing in his eyes couldn't be hidden.But he must have quickly become scared again, worried that he would punish him, and said to himself pitifully, "Master, I was wrong."

But Xin Chi made up his mind that he would not punish him this time, even if Ji An's subordinates beat him up, he would forgive Ji An for the sake of Ji An's pity that he lived alone in other people's houses for so many days.He would tell Ji An: "Okay, the young master doesn't blame you, and he won't let you go to Zhuangzi in the future. It's still the same as before, just follow me."

He didn't pay attention, he stepped on a puddle and wet his shoes and socks, but Xin Chi didn't care, he knew that Ji An would be pleasantly surprised and moved, and might cry again, but in the end, he would definitely follow him obediently go home.

The caring and meticulous Ji An is back, and it's nothing wrong with wet shoes and socks, or wet clothes from the rain. Ji An will prepare clean and dry clothes for him, and cook him a bowl of warm ginger tea , sent it to him obediently, with a soft and sweet voice, coaxing him: "Master, be careful of the wind and cold."

Hmm... You can drink a bowl of ginger tea, don't let Ji An clean up, and just hug him to sleep on a cloudy day.

It was windy and rainy, and Xin Chi finally arrived at the Yanfu before his clothes were soaked, and shiveringly said to the concierge, "I'm here to find your young master."

The concierge knew that he was the young master of the Xin family. Seeing his appearance, he thought it was something urgent, and hurriedly greeted him in the front hall, while saying: "Master Xin, it's a coincidence that my young master has gone out."