C3

Mrs. Zhang arrived just before lunch. She didn't have to look after him all the time, but to let him starve? Then it would really be a dereliction of duty for her.

However, just as he entered, he realized that the young master who shouldn't be at home right now had returned? The young master is studying in a closed school, isn't he unable to come back until the weekend?

And the person who was patiently braiding his sister on the sofa, if it wasn't the young master, then who else could it be?

Mrs Zhang quickly put down the cloth bag in her hands, a smile hung on her face, and greeted Shaofeng:

"Young master, you're back?"

"Yes." I've been back for a while, but — No, see you, I'm here, Chang, Ma. " Shaofeng continued to hold the 'big undertaking' in his hands, as if he didn't care about Mrs Zhang's return, and replied in a casual tone. It was just that the words at the end were intentionally drawn out, who wouldn't be able to tell?

Although Mrs Zhang was a proper servant, she was not a fool. As a servant for a long time, she knew how to look at the facial expressions of her family members. Noticing that the young master is acting weirdly, Mrs. Zhang quickly explained, "He went to the hospital in the morning because someone at home was sick. He went to the hospital to look after her, but he was still worried about coming back to prepare lunch for the little miss, so he didn't dare to stay for long. "But I've already called you, sir, and you've given me permission to go out for a few days."

"Young master, are you all hungry? I'll go make lunch. " Mrs Zhang made a gesture to head towards the kitchen.

This was my little big brother, Shaofeng, changing his tune.

"There's no hurry. Xiaoyan has just woken up and needs to slowly awaken as well. Mother Zhang, take your time. " Such gentleness. Qian Feng twitched the corner of his eyes. He used to say that Third Bro changed his attitude very quickly and switched the keys whenever he wanted to, whether he was happy or not. And now? Eh, the new big brother also has this ability … The gentle tone was as if what he had said before was not what he had said at all.

He was quite surprised. At first glance, he thought it was a very sunny boy, but later on he coaxed her. He was so patient and even spoke gently to her, as if he was afraid of startling her.

Unexpectedly, she knew how to hide needles in cotton when she talked to Mrs Zhang.

The servant was not stupid. As a young brother, he was also very smart. Then, what kind of person was the "father" that had yet to show his face? He was suddenly filled with anticipation …

And little brother Shaofeng, who didn't know that he had already been arranged in his little sister's heart, the "big task" of knitting his little sister's hair had already been accomplished. He was looking with satisfaction at his little sister's soft hair which had been braided by him in two little braids, one hand stroking her obedient little head, while the other hand finally turned his head towards Zhang Ma and nodded like a little kid.

Thus, Mrs Zhang felt that something was amiss. The young master, who had always been gentle to everyone and had never held anything in front of him, had just asked a question without paying any attention to you or even glancing at you. How could he not know what to think?

The young master was usually gentle and amiable, unlike the young master who made him feel apprehensive. But even though the young master was young, when he met the young master, the young master's heart was sometimes even more tender than the young master's. He was more serious than the others. Fortunately, he had greeted his teacher in advance.

Or he could say that when serving his young master, he had to be meticulous. Look, who in this family didn't pay attention to how he was doing? He must have blamed her for leaving the young mistress at home for no reason, right?

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Little brother Shaofeng said so and so did Zhang Ma, but she didn't dare to slow down her subordinate's movements by even a little. After answering the young mistress, Mrs Zhang packed up and entered the kitchen.

Only after really entering the kitchen did Mrs Zhang heave a sigh of relief...

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Lunch was three dishes and a soup. When Mrs Zhang saw that the young master had returned, she purposely changed his favorite dish.

on the table

"I don't need to tell dad that I came back early. He'll be back soon from work, and I'll talk to him when Dad gets home. " Shaofeng, who was feeding Qian Feng, turned around and said to Mrs Zhang.

"Yes." "I won't tell you." Mrs Zhang agreed.

After the meal, Qian Feng was carried on the sofa by his little brother to teach her how to read pictures. Although Qian Feng still didn't say anything, but even if she used her tender little finger to point at any of the pictures, the baseless picture would still be touched on the top of her head, praising, "Your little sister is so smart."

Qian Feng had no choice but to dress up as the "little Hai" with special personality. He would really be treated as a special person …

However, this was the first time in a long time that Qian Feng felt the urge to cry but had no tears to shed... It turned out that one day, the so-called "smart kids" were made to work so easily …

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Mrs Zhang had obviously finished cleaning up after lunch and was busy with something at the balcony …

Qian Feng, who was still pointing at the "big project" rabbit, faintly smelled something special. It was a smell he hadn't smelled for a long time, like … Ai Hui?