"No," Zhong Mingwei pursed his lips and looked at Meiya. While holding Meiya's hand again, "Pomegranate means having children, such a good idea. Naturally, it is deeply loved by concubines in the harem."
"Oh, that's what it means." Meiya suddenly realized. "No wonder Concubine Zhao used to have pomegranate flowers embroidered on many of her clothes. I wondered at that time that Concubine Zhao liked precious flowers like peonies and crape myrtle the most. How could she embroider such ordinary pomegranate flowers on her clothes? It turned out to be This reason."
Zhong Mingwei looked at Meiya's dark eyes, and felt a throbbing pain in his heart, and he paused for a while. He just bowed his head. One side said: "Clean up, it's time to eat, Pang Yi bought bacon cakes from the market. You like to eat."
Meiya's face froze. Then he also lowered his head. She didn't say anything more, and got off the kang silently. While going to clean up the dishes, I muttered in my heart. You remember wrongly, some people like to eat bacon pies, but I don't like bacon pies. Really don't like to eat at all.
Zhong Mingwei pushed open the window and watched Meiya walk to the well carrying a bowl, watched her bring a bucket of water up to rinse the dishes, and also looked at the bare pomegranate tree by the well, her hands clenched tightly in her sleeves. Clenched into a fist, he slammed it on the pillow suddenly, making a muffled sound.
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After lunch, the four of them went down the mountain together. Pang Yi drove, and Zhong Mingwei, Meiya, and Gu Changlin were all sitting in the carriage. This was the first time Zhong Mingwei went down the mountain since he came to Ninggu Pagoda. Zhong Mingwei didn't feel much about it yet. Meiya was already too excited, even though there was Gu Changlin in the car, Meiya still chatted with Zhong Mingwei nonstop.
"Have you seen it? It's this river. I always tell you," Meiya lifted the curtain of the car, pointed to the big river at the foot of the mountain outside the window and said to Zhong Mingwei, "Isn't it quite big?"
"Yes," Zhong Mingwei looked in the direction of her finger and nodded, "It looks like it's flowing down from the mountain."
"Yeah, the source must be on the mountain." Meiya's eyes were shining, she looked at Zhong Mingwei beside her, she liked it no matter how she saw it, and while sneaking a glance at Gu Changlin, she found that he was leaning against the wall of the car with his eyes closed to rest, Meiya's courage Then he grew up, and quietly held Zhong Mingwei's hand with one hand.
Zhong Mingwei was surprised, and when he lowered his head, he saw the white hand holding his hand and shrunk it into the girl's Qianhong sleeve. Zhong Mingwei felt the heat from the girl's hand, as well as the damp sweat on the palm, Looking up at Meiya's eyes that hurriedly turned away, he couldn't help laughing silently, he didn't say anything, didn't move, and let the girl's wet hand hold him tightly.
"Did lotus grow in this river last summer?" Zhong Mingwei turned to ask Meiya.
"No," Meiya thought for a while, then shook her head resolutely, "I just looked at the water plants growing, but I haven't seen any lotus growing. Why? Do you like lotus?"
"Yes, I like it very much." Zhong Mingwei looked at Meiya's fair face, and then moved his eyes to the small dark red scar on his chin. He wanted to tell Meiya that he thought Meiya was like a flower. Lianhua, this girl who grew up in such a filthy place as the imperial palace, has such a clean and clear heart, which made him feel ashamed.
But Zhong Mingwei didn't say anything in the end, he just gently rubbed the small dark red scar with his fingertips.
"Stop rubbing it," Meiya was a little impatient, and while slapping Zhong Mingwei's hand away, she muttered in a low voice, "Everyone who has nothing to do always likes to rub people's place, and it will peel off your skin."
Zhong Mingwei lowered his head and smiled, then looked at Jixian Bookstore in front of him.
Chen Qingxuan was helping Grandma Chen into the donkey cart when she heard the sound of horseshoes in the distance. Chen Qingxuan was so busy looking back that she saw Pang Yi rein in the horse and stop the carriage in front of him.
"Mr. Chen, where are you and grandma going?" Meiya poked her head out of the window and asked Chen Qingxuan.
"The ground is thawing, I have to go back to catch up with spring plowing..." Chen Qingxuan said, looking at Meiya's bright smiling face in the window, it was so dazzling that he felt a little dazzling, his heart was "thumping, booming" " jumped, and then saw another man's face appeared in the window, Chen Qingxuan's face froze immediately, he saw Zhong Mingwei's hand resting on Mei Ya's shoulder, and also looked at Mei Ya's face. Ya grinned at Zhong Mingwei and sat back in the carriage obediently.