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    Chapter 3: A trapped bird in a cage

    In August of the golden autumn, the fragrance of osmanthus blossoms.  The ladies happily picked osmanthus flowers under the tree, and the cooks began to bang moon cakes.

    Feng Shizhen passed by the side door and saw old ladies bringing out freshly baked mooncakes. The rich aroma made her stop and take a deep breath.

    "Ms. Feng, try a piece." The old ladies greeted enthusiastically.

    Feng Shizhen has a delicate appearance and is kind and unassuming in his treatment of others.  On weekdays, Feng Shizhen would go to the kitchen to chat with the old ladies, help them read newspapers and magazines, and sometimes help write letters.  After living in Rong's house for only ten days, Feng Shizhen had already become close to the aunts who worked there.

    The freshly baked mooncakes exude an alluring aroma. After a day or two, they become glossy. When cut with a silver knife, the jade-colored fillings and tender yellow egg yolk make people salivate.

    Feng Shizhen picked out a sliced ??lotus paste and egg yolk and took a bite. The soft lotus paste melted on the tip of his tongue, and the saltiness of the egg yolk spread, leaving a sweet fragrance in his lips and teeth.

    "It's so delicious." Feng Shizhen praised it, "It reminds me of the mooncakes made by my mother."

    "Ms. Feng, are you going home for the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

    "Of course I have to go back."

    "Oh, you are so filial!"

    Rong Jiashang walked over with a pair of beagles, and saw Feng Shizhen wearing a light cyan old-style cheongsam, sitting on the bench at the door of the kitchen, bathing in the autumn light, eating mooncakes with a satisfied look on his face.

    The beagle smelled the food, barked and rushed towards the kitchen.  Rong Jiashang whistled and grabbed the puppy.

    "Young Master." Feng Shizhen stood up, "Where did this puppy come from?"

    "The puppies born to Yun Chi's family are given to Fang Lin and Fang Hua." Rong Jiashang said, his eyes falling on a little bit of egg yolk at the corner of Feng Shizhen's mouth.

    Feng Shizhen squatted down and took a moon cake to feed the puppy.  The puppy wagged its tail and licked her hand, making her laugh.  The laughter was soft and sweet, like feathers gently fluttering from my heart.

    "Don't feed them randomly!" Rong Jiashang suddenly pulled the puppy back, "It's hard to treat such a small dog if it has a bad stomach."

    Feng Shizhen retracted his hand in embarrassment, stood up, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully."

    Rong Jiashang said without looking at her with a straight face: "I will send the dog to Fang Lin and the others."

    Feng Shizhen looked at his watch and said, "There will be class in a while, so don't be late."

    "I know." Rong Jiashang responded perfunctorily and led the puppy away.

    Feng Shizhen watched him go away with a gentle smile, as if he didn't mind the other party's rudeness.

    Since the two went out to be in danger, their relationship has been so lukewarm.  Rong Jiashang no longer deliberately rejected Feng Shizhen, but he was not enthusiastic about her either.  Even if I take class a lot more seriously, I can always complete the assigned homework very well.  When they meet in private, they will greet each other politely and occasionally exchange a few words.

    Rong Jiashang's temperament seems to be a bit unstable. Sometimes he will suddenly become cold-faced if he doesn't know what kind of trouble he has touched.  Feng Shizhen got used to it after a long time, but thought he was still a little childish after all.

    This young man has always been like a lone wolf, wandering outside the crowd, growling vigilantly at everyone who comes close.  This is the self-protective attitude of a person who has been hurt.

    Everyone else was warned to keep a distance from him, but Feng Shizhen, for her own ulterior purpose, cautiously approached and tried to touch the fur on the back of his erected neck.

    The old ladies were all a little afraid of Rong Jiashang. They had all avoided him before. Then they came out of the kitchen and said, "It's not easy for Miss Feng either."

    Feng Shizhen clapped the crumbs on his hands and said with a smile: "The young masters and ladies of your house are serious and diligent in their studies. I have taught so many students, but I have rarely encountered such good ones."

    The old lady nodded repeatedly and said, "Our master likes knowledgeable people the most. Even my aunt and wife at home can read English poems."

    As he was talking, two footmen walked by carrying several boxes, said hello to the old lady, and headed west.

    "Miss Feng, look." The old lady smiled and said, "I don't know where I got some good things from, and sent them to the person in the west hall. Looking at Chong's method, maybe she won't wait for the second aunt to give birth to the child.  I¡¯m about to add a third aunt to my family.¡±

    Feng Shizhen asked curiously: "I heard that Miss Sun has been following the master for some time. Has she always had no status?"

    Another old woman came up and said, "Of course I want to take her in. Even my wife nodded, but it was Aunt Sun who refused. Is she a high school student at Qingxin Girls' School?"Sejin ignored him.

    "Mr. Feng?" Rong Jiashang continued to call, "Miss Feng? Feng what is your name?"

    Feng Shizhen finally turned around, gritted his teeth, and sneered fiercely: "If it weren't for your family's money, I would really want to slap you."

    Rong Jiashang stood stunned, then burst into laughter.

    Feng Shizhen frowned and glared at Rong Jiashang: "Why are you laughing?"

    Rong Jiashang smiled and coughed a little, and said: "You are really honest."

    "Don't you and me!" Feng Shizhen said with a serious face, "The tutor is also a teacher. Please call me Mr. Feng or Miss Feng. In addition, my name is Feng Shizhen, and the world is true and false."

    "Feng Shizhen" Rong Jiashang read as he climbed up the stairs, "Even if you really slap me, I don't think my wife will deduct your wages. Maybe she will even reward you with a red envelope."

    "I don't hit patients." Feng Shizhen snorted coldly, turning his head and continuing to walk up.

    Rong Jiashang followed unhurriedly and said, "You are the first woman I have ever met who admits that she is here for my family's money."

    Feng Shizhen turned around and glanced at him, dumbfounded: "How many years have the eldest young master lived, and how many women have he seen? According to you, there are so many old ladies in your family, which one is not here for money? She is not a church volunteer, who  Will you come and work for free?¡±

    Rong Jiashang was speechless.

    Feng Shizhen said again: "Don't really think that I don't dare to hit you. It's natural for students to take advantage of the teacher. If you continue to yell at me like this without knowing etiquette, see if I dare to use it on you! Although I  I¡¯m not a famous teacher, but I don¡¯t want to teach a Nirvana disciple who doesn¡¯t know how to respect his teacher and his teachings.¡±

    "Come on, is it okay if I was wrong?" Rong Jiashang muttered and sneezed two more times in succession.

    Feng Shizhen was very angry. Looking at his wilting appearance, he couldn't get angry easily.  She sent Rong Jiashang back to the bedroom, rang the bell to ask the old woman to bring hot water, and urged Rong Jiashang to take the medicine.

    This is the second time Feng Shizhen has entered Rong Jiashang's room.  The last time I sneaked around, it was in the middle of the night and I didn't get a clear look.

    This time, I found that this suite is very spacious and comfortable, equipped with a reception room, a large bathroom and a small balcony.  The house was kept clean and tidy, retaining the simple style brought out of the military camp.  There are dumbbells and other sports equipment in the corner, a traditional Chinese painting calendar hanging on the wall, and two pots of green plants on the windowsill. It is so simple that it does not look like the room of a young man from a wealthy family.

    Apart from that, there are two cabinets of airplane models.

    Feng Shizhen curiously pointed to an airplane model and asked, "What is this used for?"

    "Glider." Rong Jiashang said, "It is suitable for low-altitude flying and used to airdrop supplies. On your right is a fighter jet that can fire artillery shells."

    There is also a pilot helmet at the bottom of the shelf.

    "Have you ever flown a plane?" Feng Shizhen asked?

    Rong Jiashang shook his head, "It will be great if we can open it one day in the future."

    Even though the young masters from a family like the Rong family can afford luxury cars and horses, they cannot easily afford airplanes.  Rong Jiashang's expensive hobby is not so easy to achieve.

    "I'm fine, sir, you can go back." Rong Jiashang lay on the bed tiredly, a little unwilling, but had to temporarily surrender to the disease.

    Feng Shizhen felt sorry for him. Most of his previous anger had disappeared, and he had good intentions again.

    "Do you want me to accompany you?"

    "What can I do to accompany you?" Rong Jiashang said dryly, "I'm lying down and you are watching. This is not called accompanying, this is called visiting."

    "I asked for it too." Feng Shizhen laughed at himself and stood up, "Then you have a good rest. I won't be an eyesore to you."

    "Probably because the medicine started to take effect, Rong Jiashang became more and more drowsy and said vaguely: "It's not an eyesoreit looks pretty"

    Feng Shizhen waited for a moment and heard the even and long breathing of the person on the bed.  She sighed softly, hesitated for a moment, reached out her hand and carefully brushed the broken hair from the young man's forehead.

    The sleeping Rong Jiashang has lost his former glory and looks like a tired big boy.  The fever made his cheeks turn red and his lips were slightly open. He was handsome and pitiful at the same time, which made people feel sour and loving.

    Feng Shizhen stared at him for a moment, tucked in the quilt, and left quietly.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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