In the past two days, the family has been busy with spring plowing, and there is no time for small talk. Besides, Meiya said before that she would come to help them farm when she had time, so Grandma Chen didn't take it to heart, but at this time she had to ask. She is only Chen Qingxuan's grandson, so there are some things that need to be clarified.
"There are guests at home." Meiya paused. Carefully tied up the zongzi in his hand, took out two reed leaves at the same time, and continued. "There is really no place to live at home, so I have no choice but to bother you and Mr. Chen."
Grandma Chen was not very satisfied with Meiya's answer. She paused. Then carefully worded: "Girl, you and your master..."
"Grandma," suddenly. Meiya cut off Grandma Chen's words. She put down the zongzi in her hand. Then he looked at Grandma Chen, and said every word very politely. "If you find it inconvenient, then I won't bother you."
Grandma Chen met Mei Ya's eyes. There was a "thud" in her heart, since she knew Meiya, it was the first time she saw Meiya with such an expression. Being polite and alienated, it's not that there's anything wrong with this expression, it's just that if it appears on Meiya's face, it will look out of place. She is used to the warm and kind-hearted Meiya, and when she meets this face abruptly, she will inevitably feel guilty in her heart. He muttered, originally wanted to get to the bottom of it, but swallowed the words at this time.
"You girl, what are you talking about?" Grandma Chen patted Meiya's hand while glaring at her, "This house is so big, why is it so inconvenient for you to live in? You've been living here for the rest of your life. So what? Could it be that Qingxuan and I can't support you anymore?"
"Grandma, you and Mr. Chen are so kind to me." Meiya's nose suddenly felt sour when she heard what Grandma Chen said. She was so busy that she lowered her head and continued to make zongzi.
"You are the granddaughter of the old woman, and you should be nice to you," Grandma Chen knew the girl's thoughts when she heard Meiya's voice, and she felt distressed again at that moment. Patting Meiya's hand, she said softly, "Girl, don't always think that you have no father or mother in the future, you still have me and Qingxuan, your home is where we are."
"Grandma..." Meiya couldn't continue, her throat was so sore.
She once said this to Zhong Mingwei. At that time, Zhong Mingwei only had her eyes. She was also very courageous in front of Zhong Mingwei. She said whatever was on her mind. She told Zhong Mingwei that home is where he and his baby are. That's right, she never asked for wealth and glory, she only wanted a home, but she never thought that there would be another person in this family, or that she was a shameful intruder from the beginning to the end.
"Girl, do you have something on your mind?" Grandma Chen felt that something was wrong with Meiya early in the morning, and now she was even more worried.
Suppressing the soreness in her heart, Meiya finished wrapping the zongzi in her hand, while meeting the worried gaze cast by Grandma Chen, Meiya managed to squeeze out a not too ugly smile: "Grandma, I'm fine , it's really all right."
"It's fine," Grandma Chen nodded, looking at the pot full of zongzi, she smiled and said to Meiya, "I've never made so many zongzi before, now Qingxuan has to eat with a big appetite. This kid loves rice dumplings the most..."
Before the words finished, Chen Qingxuan opened the door and came in. While putting the package in his hand on the table, he was beating the dirt on his body, and looked at the two with a smile: "Grandma, what are you talking about me with the girl? I can listen to you." For real."
"Grandma didn't say anything bad about you," Meiya said with a smile, and while going to untie the burden on his back, she said, "Grandma said you love zongzi the most, so I want you to open up your appetite today."
"That's natural. I've never eaten zongzi stuffed with bacon meat. I can eat more," Chen Qingxuan smiled and agreed. Grandma laughed, "Grandma, you were outcompeted by the girl today!"
Grandma Chen followed him to look into the basin, and also smiled: "The rice dumplings made by the girl are beautiful, I have already praised them just now."
"Since you made the zongzi, I'll be in charge of cooking the zongzi." Chen Qingxuan said while rolling up his sleeves, carrying a pot full of zongzi towards the kitchen.