Drunken Crane Immortal

Chapter 5

Hua Zhaoshui's jaw hurt from being pinched by him, but now she was so frightened that she wanted to cry again, unable to speak a word for a long time.

Sheng Jianwei admired his stunned expression for a while, then felt in a good mood, and deliberately teased him: "Why don't you talk? You also think my words are reasonable, don't you?"

Hua Zhaoshui shook her head, with tears still on her face, she looked up at him: "Master, I'll listen to you, don't scare me."

"How do you know it's scaring you? Do you think I can't do it?" Sheng Jianwei grabbed his wrist and slowly stroked his protruding wrist bone with his fingertips.

Hua Zhaoshui tugged at his sleeve with her free hand, and said: "No, no, the young master keeps me, and I can still serve the young master. If my voice is useless, I won't be able to sing for the young master."

Sheng Jianwei's mood seemed to become very clear, he laughed and said, "It's quite clever."

Hua Zhaoshui reluctantly laughed with him, and found that his waist was wrapped in his arms, and his wrist was also held in his hands, so she couldn't move at all.

He was in a hurry when he heard the young master say again: "If you want to serve me so much, then you should go back to Madam tomorrow and tell Madam to let you come here."

Hua Zhaoshui let out an "ah" in surprise, and said, "Master, I don't dare, Madam will beat me."

Sheng Jianwei squeezed his waist on purpose, causing him to scream, and then said: "I heard that Madam loves you, so how can I be willing to beat you? Are you unwilling to come and make excuses?"

Hua Zhaoshui was so anxious that she explained: "No, no, Madam loves me, and she loves me to be obedient. If I go back like this, I will be blamed if Madam doesn't beat me to death—Master, please spare my life. I dare not."

He said so on the lips, but he was thinking in his heart, the second young master looks so majestic, doesn't he still have to obediently listen to the eldest lady, and wants to deceive me, so I don't want to serve you.

"What you said is also reasonable." Sheng Jianwei said this suddenly, which confused Hua Zhaoshui.

Hua Zhaoshui looked at his face, and asked cautiously: "Then...young master, can you let me go back? My mother must still be waiting for me to eat——young master, I haven't eaten all day. "

Originally, he was only scared, but he didn't feel hungry, but when he mentioned it now, he really felt hungry, and his stomach immediately growled twice in a timely manner.

Hua Zhaoshui shielded her body with her arms in embarrassment, looking at the young master with full expectation.

Sheng Jian smiled, called Mingyu, and said, "Speaking of which, I'm hungry too, so I'll go get something to eat."

Ming Yu groaned and was about to step back, but Hua Zhaoshui became anxious and said, "Master, I won't be an obstacle to you here, let me go back. Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, and I want to go home for dinner."

"I didn't say I wanted to keep you for dinner." Sheng Jianwei patted his face and said, "Don't you want to serve? Which slave have you ever met who can eat with the master?"

The flushed face from alcohol finally subsided the fever, upon hearing what he said, Hua Zhaoshui's face immediately flushed again, she lowered her head and pursed her lips tightly, without saying a word.

The young master probably thought it was fun to tease him, so he touched his stomach on purpose, and asked him: "Are you hungry? Are you not hungry when your stomach is not growling? Then you can go home for dinner later."

Hua Zhaoshui was tickled by his touch, she was feeling ashamed and annoyed at the moment, but she didn't want to show it too obviously, so she had to bend down to cover her stomach, her face drooping.

It didn't take long for the servants to serve the food and wine. The first dish was fried fresh mushrooms, and the room was immediately fragrant, followed by a plate of chestnut chicken.

Ming Yu knew very well what his young master was up to, so he reported the name of the last dish, saying that it was crab porridge, that was stewed beef in lotus leaves, and there was a crucian carp tofu soup.

Sheng Jianwei saw him swallowing quietly with his head down, and finally put him down, Shi Shiran sat down at the table and called him: "Come here and pour wine."

Hua Zhaoshui was full of reluctance, but could only awkwardly come over to pour him wine, not only feeling hungry, but also having a stomachache.

He finished pouring the wine and was about to walk away when the uncertain young master put his arms around his waist again, and he sat on the young master's lap again with some force.

Hua Zhaoshui's heart palpitated for a while, and he thought that if his wife found out, he would definitely be beaten and kicked out.

Sheng Jianwei picked up a chopstick of chestnut chicken, fed it to his mouth, and said, "Although you can't sit at the same table with the master, the master can feed you."

Hua Zhaoshui really wanted to have a bit more backbone, and said "not hungry" in a straight voice, but he was really starving to death, so he opened his mouth to pick it up subconsciously, but the chopsticks suddenly moved back again, making his face full of embarrassment. I don't know why.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the young master's expression as if he was waiting for something, and the survival instinct he had cultivated over the years made him blurt out: "Thank you, young master, for the reward."

After saying that, the chopsticks food fell into his mouth, Hua Zhaoshui thought to himself, it's really difficult to serve, and squinted his eyes again, thinking that what the young master eats is really different.

Although being fed like this is a bit like a pet, but the young master's food is really delicious, Hua Zhaoshui was fed happily, if the young master didn't forbid him to move around, he would want to serve himself another bowl of soup.

Sheng Jianwei also found that he was still enjoying it, and fed him a few mouthfuls of fresh mushrooms, and he stared eagerly at the crab porridge, before saying "I want to eat this".

He didn't dare to say anything, but his eyes were shining brightly. Sheng Jianwei suddenly felt bored, and put down the chopsticks without making a sound.

Hua Zhaoshui was startled, thinking why she got angry again.

He turned his head for a long time, and said cautiously: "Master, I usually don't eat so much, today is because I have been hungry for too long..."

Sheng Jianwei suddenly pinched his cheek, interrupted his words, and said, "I have eaten and drank the wine, and you will move to my place in a few days."

Hua Zhaoshui thought that Sheng Jianwei had nothing to do with his wife, so he said, "Young master, then you can ask your wife for it. If I tell you, my wife will think that it's too small for me to kick my nose and face and beat me up. Sell ​​me out—Young master, you have pity on me, I don't want to be sold again, although I am not in the young master's house now, I am still willing to serve the young master."

Sheng Jian snorted slightly, and said, "You're still flirting with me." He patted Hua Zhaoshui on the cheek, and said, "Be careful that you will be fooled by your cleverness, and if you play tricks on me again, I will really pull out your hair." Tongue—a mute waiter is the quietest."

Hua Zhaoshui turned pale, quickly jumped off his lap, knelt at his feet, and said, "I dare not tell lies to the young master."

Sheng Jianwei said, "Aren't you in a hurry to go home? Are you still leaving?"

Hua Zhaoshui didn't understand what he meant, didn't dare to move, thought for a long time before saying: "I, I will wait for the young master to rest before leaving."

"I don't need you." Sheng Jianwei asked people to remove all the things, and looked down at him, "Why don't you leave? Didn't you have enough?"

"No," Hua Zhaoshui said tremblingly, "Master, do I really want to go back to Madam?"

Sheng Jianwei looked at him, sat aside, and didn't speak.

Hua Zhaoshui moved a few steps in front of him, looked up at him, and said, "Master, I really don't dare, Madam is taboo about these things, if I say it again, my life is about to die, young master is pitiful me."

Seeing his anxious appearance, Sheng Jianwei smiled, raised his finger and pushed his forehead, and said, "Hurry up and go."

Hua Zhaoshui hesitated for a while, looked at him helplessly, saw that he didn't respond, then slowly got up and left.

When he got home, it was already dawn, and Huaquan had already gone back to work in the Sheng Mansion, only Aying was still waiting for him, and asked him while picking up food for him: "Why are you back so late? Which master is embarrassing me?" is you?"

Hua Zhaoshui bit her chopsticks, thought for a while before saying, "It's the second young master..."

"Why is it him again?" Aying stopped her hand and put down her chopsticks, and said, "What did he do again? Did it scare you?"

Hua Zhaoshui shook his head, with a bitter expression on his face, and said: "He said he wanted to ask Madam to ask me to go to his yard—Mother, if he really asks for it, will Madam give it to him?"

Aying's face darkened again, and said: "It depends on what he wants. He is the master. What is the difference between asking for a servant and raising a cat or dog? It's just one thing. If Madam is unhappy, it will hurt you." Any bad guesses, you will have a hard time in the future."

Hua Zhaoshui snorted, took two mouthfuls of food absent-mindedly, and said, "Second Young Master has such a weird temper, I don't want to serve him."

Aying just sighed and said, "It's up to you whether you want it or not."

After talking about this, Hua Zhaoshui was even more afraid. The eldest lady is indeed kind and has no airs on weekdays, but if any servant dares to hook up with the master, it will definitely be a good fight.What's more, it's the second young master, Madam loves him the most, otherwise she wouldn't have spoiled him like this.

What's more, if he really went to serve in his room, others might not know what to say-there were two people in the West Garden who had already been asked to leave by the master.Even if there is nothing indecent about it, there is something in other people's mouths. They are actors in the first place, singing on the stage and singing on the master's bed are the same in the eyes of others.

But even if he really went to the bed, there is nothing to make a fuss about in this deep house, which young master doesn't like well-behaved and good-looking people.At this moment, the master looked at them fresh, and turned around and got bored, and the end would not be good.

Hua Zhaoshui sighed while cleaning the promenade in his wife's yard, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that he could not escape this disaster.

Suxue was passing by with the pastry box in her arms, when she heard him sigh long and short, and stopped beside him in a funny way, and said "Hello", which almost didn't make him jump up.

"What are you thinking? You can't help but sigh."

Hua Zhaoshui stabilized her mind, her face was still bitter, she waved the broom listlessly, and said, "Sister, I think my life is not long."

"How do you say that?"

Hua Zhaoshui talked about the important ones, and asked her bitterly: "Did the second young master fool me? I'm just a ditty singer, why do you always stare at me, my ten lives are not enough for him to spoil. "

Suxue laughed, opened the snack box in her hand, pinched a piece for him and put it in her mouth, and said, "The second young master has a weird temper, but if he really wants to get you over, he won't hurt you. Don't always Sigh, let Madam hear, she will really be unhappy."

With apricot blossom cake in her mouth, Hua Zhaoshui nodded indistinctly.

Suxue closed the box again, and said, "Don't worry, if Madam is really angry, what about me—is the pastry delicious?"

Hua Zhaoshui nodded and smiled at her.

Su Xue said with a smile: "Madam rewarded you, then I will get you a few yuan later."

After seeing off Suxue, Hua Zhaoshui thought about what she said while chewing on the pastry.But he couldn't figure it out, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and pray: I hope the second young master will not be short-hearted.