Wishful Things

the next day.

Early in the morning, on the old street of South Lane in Beijing Zhongcheng, there were few pedestrians. A grain truck passed by. During the bumps of the vehicle, a few grains of millet flew out from the gaps in the car boards and landed on the clean bluestone road.

Not long after, a group of house sparrows who got up early and looked for food came around chirping.

The young man sitting by the window on the second floor heard this movement, and somehow found it very pleasant.

Even though there was no one around him, the boy still sat upright due to the habit he had developed since childhood, but even so, people could still clearly feel that he was in a particularly relaxed mood at this time.

Hearing the sound of carriages and horses again, the young man hurriedly looked out the window.

This time, the carriage stopped in front of the Xuesheng Tea House as he wished, and the girl in the green skirt who jumped out of the carriage was exactly the person he wanted to see.

Seeing her getting out of the carriage, he brought the maid and Fat Niao straight to the building. Wu Chao touched the wall of the teapot to test the temperature, then lifted the teapot with his hand, filled a clean tea cup half full, and pushed it to the position opposite him.

The sound of footsteps going upstairs came quickly, and the young man quickly withdrew his hand and sat there leisurely.

"How come so early?"

Xu Mingyi sat down at the seat opposite him, with a casual and natural tone: "Can I eat too early?"

Taking a look at the food box she was carrying in her hand, Wu Chao said, "I used some before going out."

I specifically stated that it was before going out, and the implication seemed to be—although I have eaten, it is not a problem to eat some snacks.

Xu Mingyi wanted to open the food box.

"I come--"

Wu Chao took the initiative to reach out and took out several dishes one by one.

Shou Ming, who just came up from downstairs to serve his son and Miss Xu, was standing on the stairs, watching this scene, he couldn't help but pause.

His son was setting the plates himself, while Miss Xu was drinking tea with a teacup.

Shou Ming took a keen look at the location of the teapot—it was right next to his son.

And he clearly remembered that he only poured a cup of tea earlier, so in other words, Miss Xu's tea was poured by his young master himself?

Shou Ming was astonished.

This grandson is pouring tea for people, and making snacks...

It's no wonder Miss Akui didn't follow, did the co-author know that her girl is not short of someone to serve her?

But his son is different——

Not only does he not need to be served by others, but he has also learned to serve others.

Oh, not just people—

The big bird squatting in the chair beside Ms. Xu also looked like she was sitting and waiting for the meal.

Shou Ming sighed complicatedly in his heart, turned around silently and walked down the stairs lightly.

Seeing him coming down, Ah Kui who was sitting in the hall quickly waved to him.

Shou Ming walked over and asked with a smile, "Miss Ah Kui, what do you want me to do?"

"Brother Shouming, I have something to ask you..." Ah Kui blinked her eyes somewhat mysteriously.

"What's the matter?" Shou Ming was inexplicably afraid to look directly into those bright eyes.

Akui glanced around, lowered her voice and asked, "The book about the arrogant and domineering rich lady being pecked by birds that is very popular in the various teahouses in the city...was it you who wrote it?"

Shou Ming was slightly startled.

"I guess right?" Ah Kui watched his reaction with a smile.

Shou Ming recovered from the accident, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "How did Miss Ah Kui guess it?"

What he did was very clean, and those storytellers didn't know his true identity.

"That style of writing, it sounds like you wrote it." Ah Kui said a little triumphantly: "I have read the scripts for so many years, and even if some of them are not signed, I can still tell who wrote them."

If you don't even have this ability to distinguish, how dare you say that you are an experienced fan of Chinese scripts?

Shou Ming opened his mouth in surprise, and praised sincerely: "Miss Ah Kui is really amazing..."

"Brother Shouming is really good at writing such a good book."

The two looked at each other for a moment, and couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Wu walking out of the backyard saw this scene, and then raised his eyes to look in the direction of the second floor——

After a while, he withdrew his foot from the front hall and turned back to the backyard.

Well, he'd better talk to Mr. Mo, it's not like he should be here right now.

On the second floor, Tianmu, who was squatting in the chair, looked at the empty plate in front of him and let out a cry of dissatisfaction.

The host can still eat breakfast, why can't he?

It has not eaten anything for half an hour!

Wu Chao frowned and glanced at it.

The bird became more and more presumptuous, and even dared to bark at the dinner table.

However, the next moment, Xu Mingyi picked up a piece of chestnut cake and put it on the plate in front of Da Niao.

"..." Wu Chao suddenly felt that the sauced beef in his mouth was no longer tasty.

Immediately afterwards, the girl delivered another piece of chestnut cake that was exactly the same to the plate in front of him - she still understood the reason why a bowl of water should be level.

Wu Chao let out a disdainful "tss" in his heart, but a faint smile appeared in his eyes - whoever wants to compete with a bird for favor, he will never be reduced to the level of his father.

This is not to say that he is so confident in himself, but that there is no harm without comparison. Tianjiao can monopolize his mother's favor because of his unparalleled beauty-what does this ugly bird have? How could it be possible to threaten his future status?

Thinking like this, it didn't delay the young man from eating the chestnut cake that he didn't like very much.

Seeing that he was almost finished eating, Xu Mingyi asked just now: "By the way, I came here early this morning, but what's the matter?"

It doesn't mean that they can't see each other if they have nothing to do, it's just that he called himself out so early, presumably there must be something wrong.

"Have you ever thought about who is really going to harm you this time?" Wu Chao looked at her and said bluntly, "I went to see that Zhan Yunjiao last night. Judging from her attitude, she must be hiding something."

Xu Mingyi was a little surprised.

"You went to meet Zhan Yunjiao in person?"

"Just by the way." The young man took it easy and continued to ask: "Do you have any doubts? Could it be that Miss Xia Si?"

Xu Mingyi was stunned again.

"You still know Miss Xia Si?"

Why does this person seem to know everything clearly?

"The Celestial Eye has offended this person, so of course someone told me about the previous incident." Wu Chao said calmly.

Xu Mingyi glanced at him half-believingly.

Was it really because of Tianmu that he knew Xia Xi, not because of her? ——After confirming the other party's intentions, girls have never been stingy with their imaginations.

However, she still had to explain.

"It's not that Tianmu offended her." Xu Mingyi touched Da Niao's head and said, "It's her who offended Tianmu."

With his bald head held high with his third eye, he yelled in agreement.

"..." Seeing the tacit cooperation and intimacy of one person and one bird in front of him, even though he didn't want to admit it, the young man suddenly lost confidence in his future life.

Good evening, everybody.