Ah Hai quietly passed by the main room with a plate of food.

On the plate is a cup of lotus stewed with assorted lotus and a portion of pumpkin pine nut cake. These are what the young master usually likes. The master once liked it very much when he was at home, so the home always had ingredients. It was originally intended to be served as the main dish at the family dinner tonight, but this New Year's Day was destined to be unable to live a harmonious life.

Although the master and the young master do not look like each other, and the young master looks more like a wife, the father and son have the same temper, both of them are triangular stones, stubborn, tough, and don’t know how to adapt.

It would be fine if you were an ordinary young master in a mansion, but the young master wanted to be a magician and enter the lottery gate, that would be a big disadvantage.

The wife did not allow the young master to engage in family-born skills, and there was no intention of being strong and controlling, but only a kind motherly heart.

But the two of them have such tempers that their wife wants the young master to change his mind, but there is actually no way to do it except to lock him up.

His face was so angry that he looked snow-white, but his wife still remembered to ask him to give the best food to the young master.

Ahai quietly looked into the main room, and the wife was sitting on the chair and was stunned. I wonder if she was thinking about the master again, and sighed again, and the wrinkles on Ahai's face were piled up together.

When Ah Hai came back, Du He had already written the letter and sealed it in an envelope, holding a free book and reading it again, as if he was passing the time.

Ah Hai knocked on the door, and after obtaining permission, he entered the hall with a gust of cold wind.

The Du family had a single seedling, so the original three east wings opened two, and Du He made a small hall and a small study room. As soon as Ah Hai put his plate, Du He sucked his nose, immediately sat up, and looked at Ah Hai in surprise: "Uncle Hai, is this?"

Ah Hai smiled kindly, lifted the lid, took out the stew pot warmed in the hot water cup, and suddenly, a refreshing fragrance filled the room.

Du He exclaimed lightly, and the big horse sat at the table with a golden knife. He picked up chopsticks and held a chopstick of spice, swallowed them all in his mouth, and inhale them so hot that he breathed in. He also said, "Uncle Hai eats them together. The spice is very good. I have been thinking about this in recent years."

Du Heyi was excited and his local accent popped up.

Ah Hai sat with a smile, watching Du Hetong eat quickly, feeling a little sad.

He has been in the Du family for 25 years. He first followed the master and then the wife to take care of the house. He watched the young master grow up. The master was away all year round, and the young master actually had some feelings for him. Although he didn't say it, how could he really treat the young master as a young master?

The young master stayed away from home at the age of seventeen. At that time, he was a little spoiled. Although he couldn't even get enough clothes to reach out and eat, he had never suffered any hardships.

After four years in a foreign country, I even had a hot meal so happy...

Ah Hai sighed in his heart. Seeing Du He having a happy meal, he resisted persuading Du He to follow his mother's ideas, and then said lightly: "Young Master, the wife made this assorted stew by herself, and said that you must like it when you come back."

Although he didn't want his son to come back, no one who is a mother doesn't want the child? The wife also hopes that the young master will come back in her heart.

Du He paused, buried his face in the bowl, and ate it in a mess. Finally, he forced himself to fill both bowls of food into his stomach and burped.

Ah Hai laughed and praised: "Young Master is no longer a little devil, he is a creamy boy with a belly fat!"

When old Suzhou praises men now, they like to praise cream-like young actors. This is an emerging word, which specializes in saying that men are handsome.

Du He blushed a little, always feeling the creamy little boy was a little bit freakish, and said with a hard face: "Uncle Hai, I'm not a little boy. The ladies abroad call me a gentleman."

"Okay, okay, the young master is just a gentleman, and he will be a gentleman in the future. After marrying his wife, he will be a father!" Ah Hai said with a blushing face, as if he had seen the scene of the young master starting a family and starting a career.

Since ancient times, this is the most feared thing for young people. Du He is a little shy and a little angry. Finally, he grunted and said "um".

Ahai left with satisfaction with the plate. The letter he wrote to Du's father was also properly placed in his arms by Ahai and sent to Nanyang.

Du He believed that his father would support him after hearing his explanation, and felt a little relaxed. He sat on the warm bed and watched the moon for a while, and then went to bed with peace of mind.

What Du He didn't know was that his letter was soon placed in front of his mother. Du's mother looked at the envelope and didn't even have to think about what was written in it.

He put the letter in the incense burner, and soon a flame emerged and turned into a wisp of blue smoke.

Ahai was waiting outside the door, and only heard a hoarse voice from Du’s mother: “From tomorrow, I will send all the medical books at home to Ahe’s room. If there is not enough, go out and ask someone to buy them. When spring comes, I will send him to Boxi Hospital.”

Ah Hai responded and quietly retreated.

The electric light in Du's mother's house quickly went out, but an oil lamp lit up and it was dawn.

From the second day, Du He fell into dire straits. Du's mother had not shown up, but Ah Hai followed him, and kept watching Du He study medical books.

After a few days, Ah Hai's attitude remained the same, but Du He refused.

"Uncle Hai, are you nothing to do?"

Du He helped his head and asked Ah Hai again.

Ah Hai stood on Du He's right and immediately replied: "Mrs. I told me to help the young master study hard, and other missions will be delayed. If the young master feels sorry for me, he will finish his studies quickly and enter Boxi Hospital."

Du He asked dozens of similar questions, but Ahai responded to this sentence. Not to mention that Ahai himself was tired of being tired, Du He was almost tortured crazy.

It’s not that he couldn’t understand those medical books, but what he wanted to read was the magic research books such as "Western Magic Examination" and "Detailed Explanation of the Nine Methods of Colorful Gate" hidden in his home, rather than the cold anatomical pictures and piles of pharmacological formulas.

Some people are born to sing, while others are quick-witted and good at mathematics, so they are born to like magic. This is obvious, but for some reason, everyone wants to force others to do things they don’t like, and they have to learn medical skills.

Du He sighed, put down the book and said, "I'm going to see Mu Ma."

Ah Hai didn't answer immediately this time, and thought about it before going out. He also ordered two little servants to come to see the door.

Du He calculated that the letter had gone to Nanyang, and there should be a reply at this time, but Mom would definitely not let him read it. At this time, he was planning to go and see his father's reply by himself.

He believed that he would agree with his father with such sincerity.

After all, when my father was young, he was also happy to learn magic.

Du He didn't move his head, and a small mirror shook his hand, and saw the two little servants standing outside the door. He slowly got up and walked to the edge of the study.

The vigilant little Maotou immediately looked at him.

Du He took a vinyl record, shook it, and then went back to the study room, slamming the door of the study room.

The two little hairy heads were anxious, and soon, a burst of music came from the study, mixed with the sound of the young master reading aloud.

The two of them looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

The young master knows magic, and he goes in the clouds and fog. Everyone is afraid that the young master will use some magic, so he will lose himself.

It’s good that people are still there.

At this time, the study room was already empty. Du He passed through the window lattice with a needle, quietly flipped out, and carefully closed the window. He walked around the house and got into Mu's main house from the edge of the corridor.

Although someone passed by along the way, Du Hedu narrowly avoided it.

Although he has no magic skills in recent years, Du He has been practicing Western physical exercises in order to exercise his physical fitness, and recalls the exercise methods in his family. Unexpectedly, it came in handy at home.

Du He smiled bitterly. His mother should handle chores in the outer courtyard at this time. He knew that his mother would put his father's letter in the master bedroom, so he looked at it and touched the bedroom with a familiar touch.

Du He was also the first time he acted as a gentleman on the beam. He was a little nervous. He felt relieved when he entered the inner room and leaned against his mother's small Buddha niche.

He was educated by a half-a-half-middle school. He did not respect his head very much. At this time, he consumed a lot of physical strength and did not pay attention. He didn't have any image to support his arms and leaned firmly.

As soon as he leaned over, Du He felt it was not good. Sure enough, this time he turned around and moved a lot. The bronze incense burner on the niche shook and fell down one end. With a "bang", the incense ash inside scattered all over the floor.

Du He was panicked at first, then he flashed his light, breathed tightly in the incense ash, and took out a small piece of paper.
Chapter completed!