MuYunZe glanced at her lightly. "Just look at people and don’t abandon them. Aunt, don’t worry about it."

Mu Shiya’s face was stiff and he walked away with a wave of his hand on the small leather shoes.
Mu Yunze scanned for a week with a low voice, but said, "Whoever gets paid listens to who sends it. If you can’t do it, go to your uncle and get a three-month salary and resign."
They dare not answer.
Uncle coughed, "Don’t want to quit, don’t hurry to work?"
Everyone was busy at once.
Mu Yunze took off his coat and handed it to Uncle. "Are they not at home?"
"The master is staying at the Lady’s Hotel. He won’t be back for a while today. For Miss Table, the road will be here soon."
Mu Yunze took two steps and paused. "Tell the kitchen to make me an extra boiled fish, and I’ll take some of the other dishes away later."
Uncle smiled. "If you like home cooking, you can often go home. If you come back, Mrs. Chen will make a variety for you every day."
Mu Yunze hooked his lip corner. "Can you help me ask Mrs. Liu if she can spare one day a week to help me cook a table? I’ll count her overtime."
Uncle smiled and said, "Master, you don’t need money to eat, and Sister Liu is willing to go."
MuYunZe lip lick smiled uncle tiny one zheng, this is how many years I haven’t seen the young master this kind of smile seems to be that afterwards …
Uncle sighed with a low voice. "Master, how much do you want to go home and live in the coming year? Master’s mouth doesn’t say that in fact, I still hope you will come back. Father, which has a night-long hatred …"
Chapter 237 Rumors are much more false and will become true.
Section 171
Chapter 237
Uncle
MuYunZe interrupted his voice calmly and said, "You go to the kitchen and help me talk to Sister-in-law Liu to ask her to cook the boiled fish later, so as not to lose the flavor."
Uncle hushed. Obviously, Mu Yunze didn’t want to hear these words.
Rome wasn’t built in a day. It’s impossible to shake Mu Yunze with him in a few words.
Uncle sighed lightly, "Then I’ll go to the kitchen and have a look."
MuYunZe should be a step toward the floor.
He hasn’t lived in Mu’s house for a long time. Every year, that is, during that time, his master will occasionally stay in this house for two days, and at other times he prefers to live outside.
He used to live anywhere, but now he wants to live in his own home, not his.
The eyes softened a little, and the steps became brisk. Pushing the door for a long time was really a little like a lifetime ago.
He still keeps himself spotless in the Mu family room. It seems that people often clean him, so he can miss him and have his mother when he comes home.
The layout of his room is very simple. A bed, a table and a shelf and wardrobe base cover the whole room.
I left a few sets of clothes hangers in the closet that I could wear at home. I also liked reading books when I was a teenager. There was no professional drawer, and the photo album was still memorable. He turned it out and flattened the corners to find a bag and put it in it.
"Benedict-"
Just as the door was installed, two knocks came.
He turned to look at Mu Chongfeng dressed in a straight suit and frowned at him.
"What did you just say to your aunt?"
"nothing"
Mu Yunze continued to sort out the album with a blank expression. "I woke her up and stopped telling others what to do at home."
Mu Chongfeng’s eyes sank. "She is your elder at least. Do you talk to your elders?"
Mu Yunze finally moved his eyes to him again. "She lost her mother’s favorite pot of Clivia."