Wednesday, 19 August 2015

Our Second Master (我们家二爷) by Twentine (HE) (Chapters 3 to 4) (Part 2 of 4)

   After the tragedy that befall the Yang Manor and Second Master, Second Master really fell into the pits of hell. But in that hell, there is someone who forces him to eat, who takes care of his shit, pee, food and water, and who most amazingly, inspires him to stand up again.

Chapter 3: Our Second Master is bullied

  From that day on, I found the method to apply the medicine and to feed Second Master. Something to rejoice and celebrate. Later on, Second Master stopped scolding me and just acted as if I did not exist. Every day, he laid in the same position, staring with his eyes wide open at the ceiling. He ate, drank, shit and peed all on the bed. Speaking of eating, drinking, shitting and peeing, I suffered for the first two and Second Master suffered for the last two. 

  As he could not get down the bed, I had to enter the room and serve him at every few intervals. For peeing, Second Master could pretend he was a dead fish. I only needed to hold the urinal pot at the correct angle. But shitting was like taking his life. I had to carry him up to sit. Although I said sit, it was more like supporting the buttock and then placing the shit basin below. Because Second Master's right leg was completely removed, for the buttock to move even a little would touch the wound. But for shitting, you can't avoid exerting some force and once you exert some force, both sides will ache. Every time Second Master passed motion, it was 'heng heng ah ah duo duo suo suo' (sounds of pain and exertion). Shit, pee, cold sweat and tears - the atmosphere in the house was as terrible as terrible could be. 

  But the days passed like this. 

  After a month, Second Master's wounds became better. First Master and Yuan Sheng had not returned yet but the household was already almost falling part. I squatted at the yard and thought over this, if no money was earned, in about four to five days later Second Master won't even be able to drink sparse porridge water. Thus, I decided to make things to sell. What should I sell? After some thought, I decided to make some handicrafts. Don't just look at my monkey appearance, I actually have a nimble pair of hands. In the day, after I took care of Second Master, I would run to the fields outside the city to pluck flowers and ferns. Then, I returned home and made flower crowns, necklaces and bracelets.

  It was presently the good season of spring. Every day, rich gentlemen will bring out their maidens to play outside the city and so I stood at the city gates to sell my wares. I actually sold quite well. It was only a bit tiring. Because the flowers and ferns would wither overnight and they had to be fresh for them to look good, I had to run out every day. But, it was good that I had money to earn, I couldn't let Second Master starve to death after all. 

  I was feeding Second Master food again when Second Master suddenly said, "Open the windows". I quickly opened the windows. It was already spring, the weather was bright and windy, the birds were chirping, everywhere was aglow with life and vitality. I looked outside and for a moment, I relaxed. Second Master spoke in a low voice, "Close it." I swore I really didn't hear it the first time. Second Master may have thought I was intentionally disobeying him so he shouted, "I order you to close it!" I was shocked and turned around. I saw that Second Master had turned his head away, half hidden under the blanket.

   Suddenly -- in that moment, suddenly I felt that Second Master was a little pitiful. I didn't know where I got the courage but I told Second Master, "Second Master, let me bring you out to look around." Second Master ignored me. I walked forward and held Second Master's shoulders, Second Master tossed his shoulder. "Don't touch me!" In that moment, I was really possessed, I actually didn't listen to Second Master and pulled him to sit up. Second Master's injuries were almost fully recovered but he couldn't really rise up. To rise up so suddenly, he would immediately feel giddy and dazed. Taking advantage of his dizziness, using my hands and legs, I moved him onto a wooden handcart. When Second Master regained his bearings, he was already lying on the handcart. As he was about to unleash his fiery temper, he turned his gaze at the things next to him.

  The flower crowns I have prepared for sale. Second Master asked, "What is this?" I answered honestly. Second Master stopped speaking. I felt that he was embarrassed by the sale of such items, but I didn't have a better method. Seeing that he did not unleash his wrath, I pushed him out the door. After all, being cooped in the house for so long, it was good to enjoy a bit of sunlight. When I sold the items, Second Master rested on the wooden handcart.

  Actually, everything went smoothly. But suddenly came a group of people intentionally seeking to find fault. I was really frustrated, why couldn't they find fault another day? Why come when Second Master was around? It was only later that I learnt that this group of people knew Second Master. When Second Master proudly roamed Hangzhou before, there were many people who didn't like him. Now that he has fallen, they came to bully.

  The group of people surrounded the handcart. Although their mouth spoke words of concern, I could see that they were seeking pleasure in the misfortune. Especially, the head, he was quite handsome and he dressed well, but I didn't know why his gaze was especially poisonous. Second Master did not speak, and did not move, he just laid there. Although he did not make any expression, I could tell that he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to die. Second Master's lower half was covered by a blanket by me as I was afraid he would catch cold from the wind. The head of the group lifted it up, when everyone saw Second Master's lower half, they were stunned. Then, they burst into great laughter. In that moment, I erupted. 

  I didn't care about anything, I picked up a tree branch at the side, shouted a loud cry and aimed for the group's head. He didn't expect it and so I hit him straight on. They probably didn't expect that a servant would dare to do such a thing, even Second Master looked over. The person who was hit was dazed for a moment. When he regained consciousness, he waved his hand and the rest of his scoundrel friends started to punch me heavily. I hugged my head and shrunk into a ball, biting my teeth to hold on. Why hit me so hard? Is there meaning to this? Later, they were tired from beating me and decided to continue on their ways. I rested for quite a while before I climbed up from the ground. At my first glance, I saw Second Master's expressionless face, and a pair of very dark very dark eyes. 

  I thought, I must have caused him to lose face again. After this battering, the flower crowns were also destroyed and could not be sold, so we could only return home. On the road home, Second Master did not speak a single word. I was a little regretful that I brought him outside. 

  Although laying at home was boring, at least it was better than tolerating other people's tempers. At night during dinner, Second Master shockingly asked me to carry him up to sit. You must realise that previously he would eat his food while half lying down. After I carried him up, Second Master looked at me. I knew my face must be very dazzling now so I lowered my head. Second Master said, "Lift up your head." I looked at him with my swollen eyes. After looking at me for half a day, Second Master asked, "Who are you?" 

  I was stunned. My heart said Second Master don't tell me you have been angered by those men into stupidity? I hesitantly said, "Second... Second Master?" 

  Second Master furrowed his brows and asked, "Are you a maid bought by First Master?"

  I realised then he was not stupid, it was I that was stupid. I took in a deep breath and said, "Second Master, your humble servant was a maid from the original Yang Manor."

  After speaking finish, I added, "I originally came from Second Master's courtyard." 

  Second Master didn't even think and said, "Impossible."

   I was speechless.

  I knew what were the next few words he kept in his stomach and didn't say -- my yard couldn't possible have a maid that looked like this.

  So I took in another deep breath and narrated how I was sent to his courtyard. After listening, Second Master did not speak for a long time. After a while, he asked, "Why didn't you leave?"

  I paused, yes, why did I not leave. Before I thought of how to properly answer, Second Master already spoke, "Never mind, pass me the rice." I passed the bowl of rice to him. Second Master leaned on the wall and started to eat by himself. I was still dazedly standing.

  He sat unstably. Whenever his body leaned aside, he would stretch his arm for support. This whole meal, I didn't have to use my hands. After he finished, I was going to wash the bowls when he pulled me to stay. "Sit." I sat. 

  "What are you called?" 



  Second Master looked at me with a complicated expression, "What are you called?"

  I said, "Your humble servant is called Monkey."

  Second Master had an expression as if he was choked by the rice. Then he added, "Monkey, how much savings does the household have left."

  I said, "Two hundred taels.*"


  I thought this number was something Second Master could not accept and I was about to comfort him by adding that First Master had travelled outside for business. But, who knew Second Master suddenly said, "Enough."


  But Second Master didn't say anything more and asked me how much I could sell each day.

  I said, "About five coins." Second Master's brows immediately furrowed, "You sold for how much?" I repeated myself again. 

  He said, "Tomorrow after you prepare the items, don't sell them."

  I did not know what Second Master planned to do but I nodded at him. After speaking, Second Master commanded me to bring the grass carpets outside in. After I placed the grass carpets inside the house, Second Master ordered me to place them properly on the ground. I followed his orders. After I finished, he asked me to leave. I went to the kitchen to clean the bowls and thought that Second Master was rather strange tonight. After completing the washing, I went to the yard and heard sounds from Second Master's room. But since he did not call for me, I did not dare to go in. I sat outside the house to listen, and heard the sound of 'pu dong pu dong' (falling) repeatedly. I tolerated and tolerated, until I could tolerate no more and leaned towards the window to look through the gaps.

  I was shocked. I didn't know when Second Master had fallen down the bed. He was lying on the ground and he appeared to be trying to get up. I didn't care and rushed into the room. When I entered, Second Master appeared to be shocked and he glared at me from the ground. "Who allowed you to come in?!"

  I said, "Let your humble servant help Second Master."

  "Get out!"

  I was still hesitating when Second Master turned his face away from me, "I order you to get out!"

  Still this temper. I turned around to exit. I stayed at the doorside to listen to the messy chaotic sounds from inside the room. Until deep into the night, a voice finally came from the room, "Monkey, come in."

 I pushed the door open. Second Master was completely soaked in sweat, lying down on the grass carpets. It seemed like he had expended all his energy. He spoke to me without strength, "Carry me up."

  I carried Second Master back onto the bed. Second Master was still panting heavily. In my heart, I had a slight, very slight understanding of what Second Master was doing. I hesitated for a moment then spoke to him in a small voice, "Second Master, if you want to train your body, you should ask your servant to help you."

  I must have eaten the guts of a leopard to dare speak like this. After I finish, I closed my eyes in wait of death. Who knew that Second Master closed his eyes, and when his breath stabilised, he spoke in a low voice, "嗯" (sound of assent).

  When I came out from Second Master's room, my heart thought that Second Master was indeed a bit strange tonight. 

*I'm hopeless with ancient money so I gave a rough estimate. 

Chapter 4: Our Second Master has returned back 

  The second day, I complied with Second Master's orders to make the flower crowns and placed them aside. Second Master divided the flower crowns into two groups and then asked me to carry him to the wooden handcart. I actually thought that after yesterday, Second Master would not be willing to leave the house again. He asked me to bring him to Sky Cuckoo Pavilion, a shop that sold make-up and accessories. When we reached the entrance, Second Master asked me to call the shopkeeper. When the shopkeeper came outside and saw Second Master sitting on the wooden handcart, his expression wasn't good but he still gave a greeting. Second Master asked me to sit aside and then started to discuss with the shopkeeper. After an hour, I saw the shopkeeper direct one of his shop assistants to bring the flower crowns into the shop and then he entered the shop.

  At this point, Second Master called me over. "Let's go back." I didn't dare to ask more so I pushed the handcart back home. When we reached home, Second Master threw me a pouch. When I caught it, inside was several pieces of small silver. I looked in surprise at Second Master. Second Master said, "You earned it." This this this... Second Master ordered, "In future, one batch every three days until the flower season is over. Pick white blossom flowers and matching flowers, don't use willows." I hurriedly nodded my head, "Yes yes." Master is truly master.

  Earning more, working less, there was more free time. Now, Second Master besides eating, shitting and peeing, he would train his body. I was afraid he would hit his head so I made more grass carpets to cover the ground. After his injuries recovered, Second Master wore pants. For convenience, I cut away the pant legs, sewed them together and it was just nice for Second Master to wear. Second Master's body was very much not like before, even sitting was difficult. Every day, I would support his back and he would practise sitting. One seat will be one afternoon. At the start, he would lean to the right and fall, but later after much practice, Second Master was able to sit stably. 

  Now, Second Master was not only able to sit, he could use both hands supporting from the ground to move forward. I asked Second Master if he wanted the craftsman to make a wheelchair. Second Master thought for a while and shook his head. He said, "That thing is not convenient." Second Master used force on his half a left leg and gave me a glance. I was shocked to realise that there was doubt in Second Master's eyes. After waiting for half a day, he turned his face and said in a low voice, "You come over."

  I was already standing in front of you, how to come over? But Master's commands must be obeyed so I moved forward half a step. Second Master said, "Touch it." "?" Second Master ordered impatiently, "Touch my leg!" I did not know what he wanted but I stretched out my hand. He took his hand away and I very carefully touched it. This was not the first time I touched his leg. I had touched it previously when applying medicine and it was bare. Now that this half a leg was wearing the specially sewn pants, I was actually more nervous than when it was bare. Second Master seemed to be infected by my attitude and his face turned slightly red -- I felt that he must have been angered by me. Obediently, I touched it.

  Second Master's leg was still quite strong. I couldn't hold it with one hand. Below my hand was cloth, inside the cloth were bumps and hollows. I did not know if it was my hand that was shaking or Second Master's leg that was shaking. "Have you touched carefully?" I nodded my head like a fool. Second Master said, "Go to the carpenter and make a bamboo tube with the same thickness." 

  "This thickness..."

  Second Master's face turned red, "As thick as my leg!"

  "Ah ah, yes."

  I caught up and asked again, "How long?"

  Second Master's expression was not good, he waved simplistically, "If it's long, it would be hard to walk. The length of two palms will be enough. Also make a walking crutch." 

  I asked, "Also short?"


  Thus, I went. After the carpenter heard my request, he directly said I could wait. I thought I had to come back to collect it after a few days. The master looked at me disdainfully, "Such a simple task can be done in two steps." Finally, after I saw the product, my heart thought - truly in just a few steps. But... as I walked and looked at the product in my hand, and also tried the walking crutch, it only reached my waist. I looked again at the round bamboo tube and my heart felt a little sour. Our Second Master is only now this tall. 

  After I brought it home, Second Master looked at the product for a long time. His expression was calm. I stood at the side and did not dare to let out any big breaths. Second Master said, "That was fast." I quickly responded, "The carpenter was very good!" Second Master looked at me wordlessly and I lowered my head and obediently shut my mouth. 

  I felt that Second Master's heart was upset. His action in attaching the tube to his leg was very rough. Don't ask me how I was able to see this, this was just what I felt. I walked over and helped him attach it. His hands were shaking, his head lowered, I couldn't see his face. I said, "Second Master, be more gentle." Second Master's hand stopped moving and the rest was done by me. 

  Second Master moved down to the ground, the crutches under both his armpits, the length was just nice. Just nice to my chest level. With both his hands supporting, his body moved. And then, "pa cha" he fell downwards. I quickly carried him up but Second Master asked me to stay aside. So, I watch him climb up from the ground himself, and then try again. I did not know that Second Master could already rise from the ground so easily.

  After that, Second Master would practise walking with the crutches every day. At first, he fell until his whole body was full of green and purple patches. Later, slowly, he was able to walk much more smoothly such that he was able to throw away the left crutch and only walk with one crutch. Of course, the consequences of practising so much was to have his leg rubbed until it was full of fresh blood. Every time the medicine is applied, Second Master would hurt so much that he would grit his teeth and open his mouth. There was once I couldn't help it and told Second Master to practise less, to do it slowly. Second Master shook his head and said, "Every year at this time, the tea businessmen from the Capital will come to Hangzhou. The tea trade is very bustling and there will be lots of opportunities for travel. I must at least be able to walk by then." I didn't dare to say, Second Master, can you still travel like this? Later, Second Master was really able to walk out such a route.

  When the businessmen came to Hangzhou from the Capital, they would frequently sit by the tea houses by the West Lake to discuss business. There was a period when Second Master went there every day. He would order a pot of the cheapest Long Jin (a type of tea), and would drink it until it became plain water and still not go away. Later, the people in the shop recognised him as the previous Yang Manor's Second Master, seeing his current state, they would speak badly of him behind his back. Intentionally or unintentionally, their words would fall into Second Master's ears but Second Master would treat himself as being deaf. With his leg, his crutch, he would hum a tune and admire the scenery. That day, he entered the tea house and his eyes immediately turned to three people at the table at the furthest corner. Two of them were playing chess. He leaned on his crutch and walked over. When he reached the table, two of them turned to look but the oldest continued to stare at the chessboard without moving. 

  Second Master was not much taller than the table. His left hand leaning on a stool, with force from his right hand, he sat on top of an empty stool. When the two youths saw this, their brows furrowed and appeared as if they wanted to chase him away. Second Master spoke, "If you don't catch the horse, in three steps, the pawn will force the king to abdicate." The old man finally nodded his head and looked at Second Master. 

  "Young man, a gentleman observes the chessboard without speaking."

  Second Master laughed and patted the young man that was playing chess with the old man, and said, "The youngster does not dare to win. I enlightened you to save him from the fire." The young man blushed and stuttered, "What... what don't dare to win. Boss Lin, don't listen to him......."

  The old man laughed out loud and observed Second Master, "Are you Yang Yao Shan's son?"

  Second Master nodded his head. The old man looked at Second Master's leg and said nothing.

  Later, Second Master spoke to the old man for the entire afternoon. The specifics I could not understand, I only knew that everyone in the surroundings were looking at them. Finally, when they left, Second Master treated the table. Although it was only two pots of tea, it cost our entire savings for two months. I felt the pain but since Second Master ordered, I did not dare to say anything. When we left, Second Master moved off first and I heard the youngster say to the old man, "Boss Lin, is that Uncle Yang's second son?"

  Hearing them discuss Second Master, I slowed my steps and walked aside to listen. The old man gave a sound of assent. The young man's brow furrowed, "I heard about him in the Capital. I heard he is a complete silk trousers, playful, lustful, incompetent, arrogant, why did you give Hangzhou, such an important route to him?"

  The old man gve a deep laughter and said, "You think he is incompetent?"

  The youngster paused and said in a low voice, "Even if he is a little clever, his character is low grade."

  The old man replied, "Min Lang, what do you think is the most valuable thing in this world?"

  My heart silently said, a mountain of gold and silver!

  The youngster thought the same as me, "Valuable - naturally it's gold treasures."

  The old man shook his head. 

  The youngster spoke again, "Then what is it?"

  The old man picked up the tea cup, it was unclear what he was thinking, his low voice slowly warmed into a smile, "The most valuable thing in this world is the return of the prodigal son."

  That day, after we went home, I prepared Second Master's food and then went to the kitchen to eat flour paste. I didn't know what wind blew Second Master, he did not call for me but came to the kitchen himself. When he saw what I was eating, he was momentarily stunned.

  Then he asked me, "What is this?"

  I said, "Food."

  Second Master's face became as dark as the bottom of the wok. He grabbed my bowl and smashed the bowl along with the food. I was so frightened that I jumped up. After smashing it, Second Master exited. In a while, he came back with a food box and placed it in front of me. He said, "Eat" and then returned to his room to rest. I opened the food box and saw that there were three layers. There was rice, dishes and even desserts. I swallowed my saliva and carefully took out a plate to eat. Thereafter, I kept the rest carefully on top of the stove. At night, while I was sleeping, I thought I must have embarrassed Second Master again. 

  The next day, when I opened my eyes I saw Second Master on his crutch and standing in front of my bed. Although it was not high, I still gave a shout.

  Second Master's expression was really ugly. He brought up something from the ground and asked me, "What is this?" I realised that Second Master liked to ask me this question a lot recently. I looked at it and it was the food box Second Master had bought for me yesterday. As I was going to answer, Second Master suddenly lifted up the food box and forcefully threw it downwards. And so, all the plates of food inside were ruined on the floor. My heart thought if I only knew earlier, I would have ate it all finished yesterday and not saved it. I then realised that Second Master liked to smash things recently. Second Master looked very angry, his whole body was shaking. He pointed at me, with teeth gritted, he said, "Why did you leave it. Do you think that Master must save for many days to buy a food box?" I unconsciously nodded my head, but when I saw Second Master's expression, I quickly changed to shaking my head.

  However, how intelligent is Second Master, he seemed to have saw through something and he was so angry that the knuckles on his hand holding the crutch turned white. 

  He spoke pausing on each and every word, "I, Yang Yi Qi, no matter how useless, is not till the extent that I cannot support** you."

  After speaking, he walked off. 

  I looked at the ruined food on the floor. Sincerely, I was at a loss. 

** The chinese word "养" means to raise and take care. It can mean a master taking care of a household but there's also a romantic connotation as it's a common chinese saying for the husband to say he will "养" the wife. 

Comments: Swoon. Squeals. I cannot form an intelligible response. I love these two! And, it only gets sweeter..... 

Our Second Master (我们家二爷) by Twentine (5 stars) (HE)
Translations: 1&2 3&4 5&6 7


  1. my heart hurts from reading this

    1. I know! I teared the first time. But the next few chapters are happier <3

    2. I truly respect the male lead.

  2. Thank you so much!!! ������

  3. Waking up to two chapters of your awesome translation...THE BEST MORNING GIFT EVER!!!! Thank you!

    1. Welcome ♡♡♡ aww thanks for the support

  4. Who was the perpetrator? Who did this to him? Does it have anything to do with the First Master? My scheming mind tells me there's something fishy in First Master's leaving his one and only and gravely injured brother alone with the maid for two months without sending them any money to support them. After Jin Mi in Heavy Sweetness we have another dense female lead here. But this female lead is very loyal, capable, and unfortunately self-depreciating. I hope she'll see her own worth and love herself. Also, what a pity that the Second Master understands her value after what has happened to him. Before the accident, he wasn't even aware of her presence, worse yet, he was mistreating her by kicking her, which is not acceptable in my book, using force on a female, on your subordinate, simply on a weaker person in status or physical form.
    I am curious about the rest of the story! :) Thank you Decembi. You're great, as always! :D
    Lots of love,

    1. Dear Dedicated,

      Your comment is so thoughtful and I agree so much about your analysis of second master and our little monkey's relationship. I would have dumped the story if it continued being abusive to no proper ends - but the author is so cleverly subversive, the male lead kicks the female lead and by the second chapter he loses his legs!

  5. I know I should not being doing this but damn it, I've already read it twice and still continue to stalk this page. So sad that he did not even know who she was the whole time. I already went and stalked the shushengbar to know that you will be busy for the next few days. Good luck and come back soon!

    1. Thanks for the support dear! Yes, don't want readers to unnecessarily wait. If there isn't an update on thursday, then it will come ard the weekend.

  6. Love this story. Please share some more. Sharing is caring. You will be bless for giving so much happiness thank. ;) Thank you so much.


    1. Hahaha thanks Lovelyn for the sweetness. If it's not updated on thurs, check back ard the weekend.

  7. worse food etc) and her taking care of him generally. It's so beautiful in the bitterness. That said, I also wonder why they didn't send the second son to the mom's household. And the brother disappearing....

    1. Yes, beauty in the bitterness is an apt description. They don't really explain the mother's motivations much. But, I think when Little Monkey stayed behind the courtyard, they might have decided to leave Second Master in her care!

  8. Thank you very much for this story. I love the heroine. She is sweet. Ciao. Karol

    1. Karol, lovely to hear from you! You are welcome. Gift to the readers <3 and I love the heroine!

  9. Hello Decembi! ~
    It seems that you will be busy this week or so.
    Still, thanks for the recommendation. This is such a bittersweet,but wonderfully touching story. The heroine is absolutely fantastic. My kind of gal minus her dense personality :D
    This story is quite aching and after finishing the whole story, I've shed a few tears.
    I shall wait for the last chapter to input my final thoughts. Nevertheless, I can see why these two chapters were paired together. Truly an essential shift for Second Master in chapter four with chapter three being the catalyst due to a very loyal and capable monkey :)
    Thank you for both of these chapters.
    I do enjoyed reading twentine' s style of writing as it is very heart-tugging.

    1. ChocolateCosmos,

      Wheee! Always so great to hear from you. I am always busy actually - but there was this burning feeling in the heart when I found this story again. I only translated Chapter one actually before, but felt like I just had to do this! I just had to finish it for everyone since I planned to publish it during the one year anniversary --- and yikes we are heading towards the second year and gosh how little I've progressed since.

      I can't wait to hear your final thoughts! I actually love Little Monkey's personality. I think she's very sensitive and deliberately dense because she daren't hope for more. <3

  10. Aloha Decembi!
    Love this story! Thank you for translating this lovely novel. We always find our true loyal friends/enemies at our lowest point in our lives. It is time for 2nd master to grow up and learn the real hard world...

    1. Dear Kaddict4ever, I really agree with your comment. Those who give us unconditional support in our time of need, are our true ones indeed! <3

  11. Thanks Decembi! It's always a treat! when you introduce something I google translated/listened to the rest and I think I go 75% :) Looking forward to reading it in English. I have to agree with you that she's "dense" because she doesn't dare hope for more. She has an interesting character where she "knows" her place but it doesn't crush her. There is a different kind of inner strength and resilience in that. Thanks again!

    1. Yes, indeed! Knowing her place and not letting it crush her. She has her own internal pride, she just doesn't want more. Glad you are enjoying it <3

  12. Thank you :) can't wait for the next chapter :)

    1. Welcome! Should be out soon.

    2. Its like Christmas eve, waiting for clock to hit 12am so it can be Christmas day and finally you can open the present. Xoxo Win

  13. Awww...such a good girl...of course he will fall for her. Decembi, thank you for this chapter!

    1. Welcome ♡ sweet of you to say thank you for each chapter

  14. Hi Decembi,
    I love your blog. I enjoy your stories and translations so much. Currently, this one is my favorite. While reading this I was wondering what are the ages of the leads. My guess is that Little monkey is around 16 yrs-old and second master is 19 or 20 yrs-old....???

    1. Dear Anon,

      Thank you so much for reading my stories and translations! That means a lot to me. The age was never stated, though Second Master does sound around 20. Hard to guess for Little Monkey!

  15. so cute! I love how when there is no money left, the first thing she thinks about is what is second master going to eat, not what is she going to eat.. such love.

    1. I know! She's really self sacrificing :)

  16. thank you!
    feels! my feels---! this girl works so hard! ah, i'm going to cry!...too late, i'm already crying! my feels---!
    she only disobeys him when it's for his own good...
    woah! she hit that leader of the bullies! so great! haha! ah, but she got beaten! poor girl--!

    my tears! ah, my feels! uwah---!
    oh, that part where she's eating flower paste! no--! so sad! and him coming in and seeing her only eat that much! guh! my heart, my heart--! so sad! really sad!

    but, it's really touching how they've gotten closer--! ah--!

    1. Love your comments! Yes, Little Monkey has so much real character. She's the real heart of this story.

  17. Monkey and Second Master are both great.
    Thanks again, decembi~

  18. Try to not cry... but I'm crying a lot.... T_T

  19. Awwwwwww (⋈◍>◡<◍)。✧♡

  20. I held myself back from commenting in ch.1&2 but I can no longer help myself when I read how loyal and good natured the female lead is. Of all the female leads I've read in Chinese novels, this one, the cute monkey has the most natural character. Indeed, true beauty can be seen inside. Thank you very much for translating this. The story is worth thousand gems!

  21. Seriously, I love our sweet, amazing, loyal, hard-working monkey girl and it's a damn good thing Second Master is learning to bloody well love her also. I want all the best things in the world for her!

  22. I'm crying. Literally. I pity the girl. You don't deserve this. It's very heartbreaking. I know I know. Slavery is a reality from the past. But this just breaks my heart. She deserves better.

    I know the 2nd young master will become a better human being later on but.... Something in the back of my mind just whispers to me that this is a case of a Stockholm Syndrome...

  23. What is this, why can't I stop reading wuwuwuwu
    Thanks for the chapter!