On the way to Jinxiu Hall, I met the eldest son Yuan Xiuwen and said, "Father, I heard that something was lost in the kitchen."

As the most favored young master, it’s okay that he didn’t have breakfast.

He was raised at the knees of his legitimate mother since he was a child and has always been pampered. It was not until he was eight years old that his father told the truth.

He is not the son of Aunt Zhao, but the son of Aunt Yu, who was switched at birth.

Yuan Xiuwen was puzzled. His aunt had nothing to do with her, so why was it so? After listening to his father's explanation, he understood the big difference.

Aunt Yu was the maid of his legitimate mother, and her children were naturally close to the Sun family. Over the years, he could feel that the Sun family valued him. Thinking about his neglected younger brother, he was very grateful for his father's foresight.

If it weren't for his aunt's mother's inability to bear children, he would never have had the chance to be nurtured by the Sun family, and his father would never have had the chance to rise to prominence.

Yuan Xiuwen also secretly resented being brainwashed by the scumbag because he didn't crawl out of Sun Yingxue's belly. He usually studied in the Sun family and was always laughed at because he was born to a younger mother.

He looks forward to growing up soon, becoming famous, and seeing who dares to laugh at him.

Shilang Sun suddenly passed away, his aunt was seriously ill and she couldn't bear it. Aunt Yu poisoned her mistress and was beaten to death with a stick. Everything changed overnight.

Yuan Xiuwen was not worried at all. Aunt Zhao had always felt that she owed her son and wanted to give him everything she had. He was even more favored.

He was left hungry early in the morning, and the eldest young master was about to lose his temper. Unexpectedly, Aunt Zhao stayed at Jinxiu Hall, and he was eager to start an attack to punish her, and met his father on the way.

"I heard that my aunt didn't come back to her room last night, but something happened to my grandmother?" Yuan Xiuwen said respectfully.

"My son was so busy studying that he didn't notice. It's really unfilial!" The ten-year-old child has a mature mind and speaks in a high-sounding way.

Looking at his carefully cultivated eldest son, Yuan Yian was very proud. Worried that he would be harmed by monsters, he waved his hand and said, "The old lady is slightly ill. With Aunt Zhao taking care of her, she will be fine. You don't have to go there!"

"That's right! There's no need to go to the Sun family to study these days, just study in your own room!" After a few words of warning, Yuan Yi'an left in a hurry.

Yuan Xiuwen saw him off, turned around, and took Mo Yan to the kitchen.

"The young master is here!" the kitchen steward said flatteringly, "Breakfast will have to wait, there are new sugar cakes here, please give me a heads up!"

The eldest young master's stomach growled, and he reluctantly stuffed two pieces into his mouth, "How do you do things? A good kitchen will be stolen. It is obviously because you are lazy and deliberately neglecting me!"

The kitchen steward hurriedly exclaimed, "Young Master, even if you borrow ten of my slaves' courage, you still don't dare to fool the master!"

All the masters in the house doted on the eldest young master, and no one dared to grievance the eldest young master. She made the fresh meat wontons with her own hands, but they disappeared.

He smiled and said, "It's really lost. Not only yours, but also the food boxes of several masters are gone."

Yuan Xiuwen frowned, "No one had breakfast?"

"That second young master has food. He likes to eat big pots of food, so he has taken it away!" Yuan Xiuning was not favored, and his daily meals were the same as those of the servants.

"It's so good, how did it get stolen?"

The steward couldn't explain the reason, so the young man Mo Yan came over and said, "Young Master, I have inquired about it. There was a thief in Jinxiu Hall last night. The old lady was very angry and even called a doctor."

Jinxiu Hall was also stolen. Yuan Xiuwen frowned, "It's not like the thatched sheds in this deep house are leaking air everywhere. Why are they being stolen everywhere? But the thief has been caught?"

"Not yet. I asked for leave today. I should be able to catch it soon."

"What has been lost in Jinxiu Hall? Is it serious?"

"I heard that the old lady's furniture was missing all over the house."

Yuan Xiuwen knew that his grandmother was greedy. She had many good things in her house that she would pass on to him in the future. If they were suddenly stolen, it would mean that her things were gone.

This was not bad, so he immediately jumped up and said, "I'll go take a look!"

Mo Yan hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Master is here, so let's go back to the room to warm up the book first!"

The more Yuan Xiuwen thought about it, the angrier he became, so he turned to look for Yuan Xiuning. It was his aunt who had given birth to him, but now he was the legitimate son, and he liked to bully the second child the most.

As an unfavored concubine, Yuan Xiuwen's courtyard was quiet and quiet. There was only a boy named Shitou beside him, so the courtyard was deserted.

Mo Yan is the best at figuring out his master's feelings. He used to bully the second young master's master and servants, but now that Aunt Zhao has taken over, she is mother and son, and he is worried that she will settle the score later.

They persuaded him all the way, "Master, please go back to your room. The food will be delivered soon."

Yuan Xiuwen ignored it and rushed into the courtyard. At this time, Shitou had just put the food on the table, and Aunt Zhao was in charge. She still didn't want to see the second young master. It was really not worth it for the master.

"Second Young Master, it's time to eat!"

Yuan Xiuning put down the book in his hand, walked over, saw the same meal as before, his eyes dimmed, and he sat down with his face as usual.

Suddenly someone came in and said, "Oh, my second brother has already had breakfast. How lucky you are. The old lady, father, aunt, and your brother haven't had breakfast yet!"

Seeing him coming, Yuan Xiuning quickly stood up and said, "I've met my brother!"

"Tsk, tsk, the food is so simple and the kitchen treats you so harshly. After all, you are the young master of the Yuan family. Even though you are a concubine, you can't help but see the smell of meat!"

"You and I were born on the same day, and my younger brother is half a head shorter than me. That's not okay!" Yuan Xiuwen sneered.

When he was a child, Yuan Xiuning would complain to Aunt Zhao about not being able to eat meat. After repeated neglect and suppression, he no longer cared.

Lowering his eyes, "Brother, haven't you eaten yet?"

"You must be stupid from studying. If you don't believe it, you haven't heard about the thief in the kitchen. Our breakfast was stolen!"

"Is there such a thing?" Yuan Xiuning really didn't know. Shitou leaned into his ear and whispered, "When I was receiving my meal, I heard someone say something, but I didn't even have time to report it."

"But the thief has been found. I don't mind it. You can use my share!"

"Who wants to eat your food?"

Yuan Xiuwen didn't want to eat pig food, so he turned around and picked up the paper on the table. The neat regular script was actually better than his own. He felt jealous and suddenly tore it up with force.

"Brother!" Yuan Xiuning wanted to snatch away his homework, but he was no match for his elder brother, so he was pushed and staggered.

"You dare to disrespect my brother, I will teach you a lesson today!" Yuan Xiuwen was very angry because he had not eaten breakfast, and he was deliberately looking for trouble.

Mo Yan understood his master's thoughts and pulled the stone out, "Masters, let's wait outside!"

This is an old drama. Seeing that the second young master was about to suffer, the thin Shitou was no match for Mo Yan and was pushed out by him.

The two were entangled in the courtyard, but they didn't know that the two people in the room were carried into the space by the bright moon hidden in the dark.

They were familiar with each other, so they were given a soul-transferring technique. Considering that one of them was the son of the original owner, Mingyue was a little gentler and tried her best to protect his soul.

Even if the technique is unfamiliar at the moment, he will not become a fool and throw the two teenagers out after success.

"Boom!" It seemed as if the chair was knocked down. Shitou was furious when he heard the movement, "Let go quickly. Even if the second young master is not taken seriously, it is still because of my aunt!"

"If you dare to stop him again, I will file a complaint. The young master will not be punished for being favored. How could my aunt let her slave bully her own son?" Seeing the other party's hesitation, Shitou threatened.

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