"Why would you?" Zhong Mingwei looked sideways, looked at Meiya's bright smiling face, and then held his lips.
"I don't know. But I watched the old fishing man get out of the net, so it should be no problem, hehe!" Meiya was a little proud. He raised his chin towards Zhong Mingwei, "So you, you have to please me quickly. Otherwise, I won't teach you how to catch fish with the net!"
Zhong Mingwei looked at Meiya's frightened face, wanting to laugh or cry. In the end, he still held back, reached out and took a bowl of donkey-hide gelatin longan soup from the top of the kang, and passed it in front of Meiya: "Is this enough?"
"It's so-so." Meiya took the bowl and drank it slowly, spoon by spoon.
In fact, she is not used to the taste of donkey-hide gelatin. But he kept drinking obediently. Since the typhoid fever, she has not drunk ginger and brown sugar tea, and the expensive donkey-hide gelatin bird's nest has replaced ginger and brown sugar. Now is the time for things to happen. She doesn't feel stomach pain anymore. At the beginning, she would pretend to have a stomachache. Then Zhong Mingwei would rub her belly the same way as before, and he would rub it all night. Later she was too embarrassed to pretend, but Zhong Mingwei still rubbed her stomach night after night.
How could there be such a nice and gentle man
Meiya thought about Zhong Mingwei's meticulousness and patience last night. At this time, I couldn't help but rolled my eyes with a smile.
Zhong Mingwei's gaze never left Meiya for a moment, seeing her sneaky smile at this moment, he stared blankly, and after a long while, he moved his eyes away, turned his head to the other side, against the light, no one could see Clear the expression on his face.
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"Pang Yi, where's our family's field?" Meiya suddenly asked Pang Yi after drinking the donkey-hide gelatin and longan soup, "I heard that spring plowing has started in Ningguta now, and our family's land can't be idle! "
Pang Yi was taken aback: "Madam, do you mean to hire someone to plow the fields and sow seeds?"
"Why hire people? It's interesting to grow our own land, anyway, there's not much of it," Meiya said, wagging her fingers and continuing, "It's okay to grow some red beans, mung beans, kidney beans, soybeans, etc. It’s almost enough, let’s forget about rice and wheat, our land is not worth planting, just buy and eat.” Having said this, Meiya was too busy to ask Zhong Mingwei, “Mingwei, what do you think we should plant?”
"Plant some sunflowers." Zhong Mingwei looked at Meiya's shining face and said in a deep voice.
"That's right! Why didn't I remember?!" Meiya slapped her thigh suddenly, "Sunflowers are good, they look good and they are delicious!"
"Then my subordinate will go down the mountain to buy seeds now." Pang Yi wrote down one by one in the booklet, and then stood up.
"Pang Yi, will you buy it?" Meiya looked at Pang Yi worriedly, "Um...have you ever planted land?"
Pang Yi looked embarrassed: "This... this subordinate really hasn't planted land before."
"Then why do you buy seeds? You don't even know they lied to you!" Meiya stared, jumped off the kang, put on her shoes, and continued to mutter, "I'll go with you! Grandma Chen's house I know what kind of seeds I bought and where I bought them."
"Sure, then this subordinate is going to prepare the carriage." Pang Yi nodded his head in a hurry, and was about to go out when he saw Gu Changlin walking over. Pang Yi was too busy to bow to say hello, "Sir, you are here."
"I heard that you are going down the mountain to buy seeds?" Gu Changlin said.
"Yeah, let's buy seeds and cultivate them ourselves!" Meiya was very happy.
"Then I'll go with you too, I haven't gone down the mountain for a long time," Gu Changlin said, sighing again, "Girl, in fact, planting melons and beans is also my specialty, not worse than your grandma Chen. .”
"Haha, then you can go with us, and then you will have a good eye to pick the seeds for us!" Meiya smiled, but then paused again, and then waved her hands in a hurry, "Not today, I will go tomorrow Bar?"
"What's the matter? I really want to go," Zhong Mingwei asked. After a short pause, Zhong Mingwei stretched out his hand and brought Meiya to him, asking in a low voice, "Is your body uncomfortable today? Too much and it's inconvenient to walk?"
"No! You're so silly!" Meiya blushed and said, she didn't understand, what is a dignified old man so obsessed with about his daughter's private affairs? Pushing Zhong Mingwei away, he glanced at Gu Changlin and Pang Yi to make sure they didn't hear what Zhong Mingwei said, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "You're fine with typhoid fever, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold when you go out. , the wind is still a bit strong today."