Host, You're Targeted

"Because you are the little bookboy I bought, you should only listen to me, not my father's or my mother's. For you, they are the master, the wife, and my elders. But I brought you back, so I just hope you listen to me alone, and don't keep saying in my ears about my father and my mother

Yanhuai took back his sleeve to wipe tears for Tingyuan. Instead, he pinched his cheek and said with gnashing teeth, "you are the one I brought back. I take you to buy clothes and buy sugar gourd for you every day. You also know that I am good to you. Can you stop talking about others?"

Court yuan did not understand where Yan Huai's inexplicable jealousy came from.

Of course, immature mind, he does not understand that this is called jealous.

"But But Madame is your mother Court yuan is very aggrieved, "you all want to listen to madam's words, can I still not listen to it? I've called you childe, but can't I call you madame? "

Yanhuai patiently guided Tingyuan and said, "you can call madam. It doesn't matter. There is no problem. But don't take my mother's words as authority, understand? "

Tingyuan was so anxious that she cried again.

He was still holding his tail, the fluffy tail drooped down, clearly telling his unhappiness.

"But young master Madame is your mother Tingyuan was so sad that he belched, "how can you teach me not to respect my wife? What if the master finds out that I don't understand etiquette and wants to drive me out? You can't fight against the master because of me

Yan Huai also want to explain what, court yuan pinch sleeve block face, cry up.

"And I know that I can't do anything. You don't like me at all. I thought that what my wife said must be for you. As long as I listen to my wife and take good care of you, you will no longer feel bad about me, and you will let me stay here all the time. "

The more he said, the more sad he was. He clenched the tail in his hand, as if it was not his own tail, but something he would be relieved to hold.

"Court yuan." Yanhuai wants to pull the tail out of the court yuan's hand.

Tingyuan struggled with him for two times, still remembering the difference between superiority and inferiority, and did not rob him.

But he cried louder.

"Court yuan." Yan Huai touched his head and ordered him, "look at me."

Tingyuan did not dare to listen to his orders, so he put down his sleeve and looked up at him.

Court yuan face a snot a tear, don't mention looking at how poor.

What a pity!

Yan Huai sighed in his heart. He took out a square fold of neat square kerchief from the small cloth bag on his back and wiped his face carefully.

"I don't mean you don't listen to my mother. I just want you to listen to me more. Do you understand?" Yan Huai tried his best to lighten his voice, as if to coax a child, "Tingyuan, I brought you back. You know it yourself. But think about it for yourself. When you follow me, you always say that your wife says, "will I be happy?"? I am your master. "

Court yuan did not understand, "why not happy? Madame is your mother

Yanhuai wiped Tingyuan's face clean, put the kerchief back in his small cloth bag, thought of a better analogy.

"I'll tell you in a different way. Now I'm here with you. Suppose I'm going to take you out alone, not TingYang. But on the way, I kept telling you how TingYang was. Would you be happy? "