ungrateful

The author has something to say: Ann: I am not clean (;へ:)

Ji An heard his young master's talk in the corner, and when he ran back to his hut, he was sweating all over his face.

The servants who lived with him had been busy all day and had already rested. Some who had just slept were woken up by Ji An, who reminded them displeasedly: "Brother An, please keep your voice down."

Ji An subconsciously responded with "Oh", and sat on the wooden stool, his eyes glazed over, and his head looking stupid.

He seemed to have lost his soul, and it took him a while to recover.

After recovering, I felt my mouth was dry. I tiptoed to fetch water from the yard, and after drinking a large bowl of cold water, I felt my mind cleared up.

No matter how stupid Ji An was, he knew that today he would act as if he hadn't heard anything. He washed his face hastily, went back to bed, and decided to pretend nothing happened and get a good night's sleep.

——Impossible.

The silence of the night can magnify everything. In the past, Ji An felt that summer nights were accompanied by the rustling movements of various insects, but tonight those movements have all turned into the ear-piercing sounds he just heard. .

Ji An wanted to control himself, but he couldn't. Instead, the voices became clearer, and he felt that he could even see the picture.

The young master was naked, his head heaving in hot sweat.

The people under the young master cried softly, begging to go deeper and faster, and begging to be slower.

The young master gave the man a slap, and spat on him as "a loafer".

That man pestered the young master...

Ji An vaguely saw the man's face.

With a jolt, Ji An woke up.

The sky outside the house was slightly bright, and it was early morning.

It was only then that Ji An realized that he had fallen asleep at some point. The unspeakable scenes just now were all a dream, and at this moment, his underwear was dirty.

The servants in the yard had already gotten up one after another, those who cleaned the yard, those who chopped firewood and moved vegetables, were busy one after another.

Ji An didn't dare to change into a new pair of obscene trousers in front of so many people, so he had no choice but to put on a coat and get up.

Ever since he entered the Xin Mansion, he had never been so lazy. He only woke up at dawn, and the housekeeper might scold him if he found out.

Ji An was a little apprehensive, and heard someone calling him again: "Ji An, the young master is looking for you!"

Master!

Ji An put on his shoes and was about to run out, but he stopped there after taking a step—Master—he was really embarrassed, and went to see him wearing a pair of obscene pants that were soiled because he dreamed about him.

He swallowed his saliva, muttered for a while, and said falteringly, "I, I'm going to take sick leave."

The roommate came in and took a look, good guy, blushing like something, and quickly touched his forehead: "You don't have a cold, do you?"

Ji An blushed because of his own embarrassment, and he quickly said, "No, maybe it's because I'm tired, that's just... Can you ask the housekeeper for leave for me? I'll be fine this afternoon."

Ji An lay dizzy, enjoying the half-day sick leave authorized by the butler, his mind was still in chaos.

The impact of hearing the young master's kind of thing in the corner is actually not that big of an impact, at best it's just embarrassment at the moment, but then he even dreamed about it.

dreamed about...

The face he saw vaguely was clearly his own.

He and the young master are both men, how could they do that kind of thing?

Ji An was ashamed and afraid, at one moment he felt that he might be stained with something unclean and caused hysteria, at the other moment he felt that he was inferior and vulgar, he dared to miss the young master, and he blamed himself so much that he wanted to hit the wall.

I couldn't rest in the afternoon, but Xin Chi left a message, so Ji An didn't need to look for him, so Ji An stuck to the cicadas in the yard——Xin Chi was the most annoying of the cicadas, and Ji An would always call them every few days in summer every year. Stick the cicadas in the yard down once.

Ji An is thin and small, and he is not tall. He has practiced the skill of sticking cicadas very well. It's a pity that he was absent-minded today. When he glanced at the young master's room, he remembered something he shouldn't have thought of. After a while, his subordinates When he tilted, the stick couldn't control it and hit him. Ji An was so frightened that he dodged and sat on the ground with a "gudong".

Ji An's face was flushed from the scorching heat, and he sat down on the ground, looking really stupid.

Ji An heard a "puchi" laugh in the room, he turned his head to look over, and saw the big maid from yesterday.

The eldest maid had already come out of the house, stood under the eaves and asked him something, with a smile on her face, her voice was gentle and gentle: "You are the young master's book boy, Ji An?"

Ji An stood up straight, covered in dirt, and said "Mmm".

When he thought of what he heard yesterday, he no longer dared to look up at others, and just stood there with his head down, as if he was being scolded.

The maid was one year older than Ji An, and she served Madam Xin since she was a child. Seeing Ji An like this, she thought that he was afraid of her because she had seen her by Madam's side, so she became more gentle and waved to Ji An. : "Does it hurt from the fall?"

Ji An lowered his head and shook his head, "No."

He just stood there with his hands tied, and he couldn't see himself waving at him. The maid had no choice but to take two steps forward, stand two steps in front of Ji An, and said, "Don't be afraid of me, just Seeing you fall in the room, come over and ask if it hurts."

When he got closer, he saw that Ji An's clothes were not only covered with mud, but also his face was covered with sweat and looked like a cat.

She was a little helpless. It was said that this child was only one year younger than herself. Like herself, she was bought into Xin's family since she was a child, but she looked a little childish that didn't match her age, and it was very painful.

Ji An still didn't speak, so the maid had no choice but to say: "Okay, I won't scare you, you go and sit under the shade of a tree for a while, and I'll help you wash a towel and wipe off your sweat, okay?"

Only then did Ji An purse his lips, obediently went under the shade of the tree, and while the big maid went to wash the towel, he quietly rubbed his painful little buttocks.

After a while, the big maid came out again, not only took a towel, but also poured him a bowl of tea.

Only now did Ji An get rid of the previous embarrassment and embarrassment. Looking at the big maid's gentle smile, he somehow remembered his mother.

His mother passed away for too long, and he was too young at that time, so he actually didn't remember his mother's appearance, and he seldom remembered it.

This time, it was probably because the other party was too gentle, kind, and considerate. Ji An reached out to take the towel and tea bowl, and whispered, "Thank you, sister."

The big servant girl was stunned for a moment, her face turned a little red, she said with a slight smile, "Don't call me elder sister in front of outsiders from now on, remember to call me aunt when there are others around, otherwise the housekeeper will punish you, you know?"

Ji An nodded and said "remember", wiped his face and drank water, and the maid asked him to wait until the sun was not so poisonous before going back to the house.

Ji An thanked him again, and after watching the big maid entered the room, he realized something belatedly—his young master is also the age to start a family, and he has an aunt today. There will be a young lady.

He suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, as if he had forgotten something important, his chest was dazed and panicked, but he really didn't know what he had forgotten.