Chapter 44: Ma Qi's army is actually very fierce
"Ah... this!" Several people looked at each other awkwardly, and the young man who had just spoken immediately shook his head in embarrassment.
The short nurse responded quickly, waving her hands repeatedly, "Nothing, nothing, it's just... it's just that Captain Ma is a bit old-fashioned and doesn't know how to talk to girls, so we... are curious about why he suddenly wants to get married."
"Yes, yes, sister-in-law, please don't misunderstand. Our Captain Ma is a real master, not a monk." The young man quickly added.
"Yes, that's what I mean. Let's go back to work."
One person pushed and shoved, and they scattered in an instant.
There were still lingering whispers in the corridor - if that iron-faced Captain Ma knew that we were peeking at my sister-in-law, we would be in big trouble.
Ye Xiaomei stood there with her mouth wide open. Iron face?
Ye Xiaomei leaned against the door in a daze. No, although Brother Ma looked a little cold when he was not smiling or talking, that was because he was so righteous. So he looked fierce. Actually, he was not fierce at all.
Sometimes, I even blush.
Thinking of this, Ye Xiaomei's face also became hot. Wasn't it because of her own problem that she was blushing?
"Xiao Mei!"
The door behind her was suddenly pushed. Ye Xiaomei quickly covered her face with both hands to feel whether it was still hot, and then she let the door open.
"Oh, Xiaomei, I never thought you would come all the way to see Qijun." Wang Lan smiled with wrinkles all over her face. She quickly pulled Ye Xiaomei to sit down and put the plastic bag in her hand on the bedside table:
"Look, this is the fruit that Auntie bought for you. It was my first day here, and Nurse Xiaochun gave me two pieces. I tasted them and they were delicious. So, when I heard you were here, I quickly bought some for you to try."
Ye Xiaomei was pressed on the chair, watching Wang Lan frantically turning out the fruit.
Ye Xiaomei felt a little embarrassed when she took the round fruit, but her eyes were fixed on it. This fruit was really beautiful, with prints on it, so exquisite that she couldn't bear to eat it:
"Thank you, Auntie." Ye Xiaomei was really hungry. She hadn't eaten in the morning and had been sitting in the car all the way. It was already five or six in the afternoon.
"Eat quickly." Wang Lan's eyes lit up, as if seeing her future daughter-in-law take a bite, her life would not be lived in vain. After finally seeing this girl eat a piece, her eyes were full of desire:
"It's delicious, right? There are sesame seeds and crushed peanuts in it. Eat more."
Ye Xiaomei also tasted the flavor of crushed peanuts and sesame seeds. The aroma bursting between her lips and teeth, combined with the sweetness of the biscuit itself, almost made her swallow her tongue. She had never eaten such a fruit before.
The city is like a castle. It has everything that country people can think of, and also things they can't think of. It is really prosperous.
Ye Xiaomei nodded: "It's delicious."
Wang Lan was so happy that she poured herself a cup of tea and started talking while Xiao Mei was eating fruit:
"Oh, I'm so happy. Qijun can stand up, and you two are getting married again. I was so happy that I couldn't sleep all night. I'm old. I was 24 when I gave birth to his eldest brother. Now Qijun is 28. I'm 60 now. I'm thinking that I will have a grandson next year."
"When my grandson is 18 and can get married, I will be 78. Who knows, I might even have a great-grandson."
Ye Xiaomei blushed, she hadn't thought that far yet, at the moment her mind was still on the matter of her lusting after Ma Qijun's body.
"I feel that my Ma family has never done anything wrong, so my son shouldn't have suffered this. Now, thanks to my constant begging and praying to the Bodhisattva all day and night, and asking for the blessing of my ancestors, Qijun has really stood up."
Ye Xiaomei quickly took a sip of tea. The fruit was delicious, but it would choke if eaten too fast, and the peanut crumbs made her throat sore.
Wang Lan heard the cough and patted the girl on the back:
"Eat slowly, eat slowly. After you finish, I'll ask Qijun to buy you some more. You can take it back and give it to your sister and your mother to taste."
Ye Xiaomei nodded silently, thinking that her mother must have never eaten such delicious fruit in her life, so she wanted her to try something from the city.
Thinking of this, Ye Xiaomei was stunned. Something was wrong. She had forgotten one thing: her mother was illiterate.
Ye family.
Zhao Mei was illiterate, and it was also her fault that Ye Xiaomei left in a hurry and forgot about it.
So, after taking the note to someone who could read and asking, she found out that her eldest daughter had gone to the city to look for Ma Qijun.
In the yard, Li Cuihua twisted her feet and walked to the well where Zhao Mei was brushing her shoes:
"Your little girl has made me lose face. How many days are needed? Won't she be a member of the Ma family in a few days? Is she in such a hurry to find a man?"
Zhao Mei didn't say anything. Although it was a custom, Xiao Mei was looking for her own man, so it didn't seem too much. Besides, Xiao Mei didn't ask for money from her family.
The whole family was talking about reputation, and no one cared about how Xiaomei went to the city penniless, whether she had eaten, whether she would get lost as she had never been away from home for a long time, and what she would do if she met bad people.
As Zhao Mei was thinking this, a tear fell silently from the basin.
"Did you hear me? This time when she comes back, if you don't give me a good beating, I'll have my second son take you away. Is there any mother like that? You don't even take care of your own child. It's really shameful. Who did you learn this from? You ran away without leaving a word? You'll run away like a wild animal, right?"
Zhao Mei pursed her lips tightly and said: "She has loved reading since she was little. If she didn't know something, she would run around the village to ask. She learned the characters by herself, of course, without spending a penny from her family." What qualifications do you have to say that?
Of course, Zhao Mei didn't dare to say out loud what she felt in her heart.
Li Cuihua was stunned. She was referring to who did she learn to run away from, not what her daughter-in-law meant. After hearing that she couldn't communicate, Li Cuihua went back to the main room:
"What's the point of learning to write?"
Zhao Mei then looked up and saw the little old lady come into the house, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiaomei's wedding is in three days, and her father will be back tomorrow.
Military General Hospital.
Ye Xiaomei was panicked. Her mother was illiterate, so what was the point of her leaving a note in such a hurry? Who knows, her mother might be looking for someone now.
Thinking of this, Wang Lan's happy chattering voice entered my ears.
"I like you very much. You didn't abandon my son when he was in the most difficult time. Don't worry, when you marry me, I, as your mother-in-law, will definitely treat you as my own daughter."
Wang Lan was tidying up the quilt on the bed, and suddenly turned around: "What's wrong, young lady?"
Seeing Ye Xiaomei's nervous face, Wang Lan also became nervous: "What's going on?"
Ye Xiaomei slowly raised her head and said with her red lips: "Auntie Wang, I have to go home quickly."
"Go home? We finally made it to the city, why not have a meal at a restaurant tonight before leaving." Wang Lan also wanted to see what the restaurants in the city were like, and whether the food there was as delicious as at home.
Besides, this girl is very honest and has never been out of the county. She has finally come here, so she should spend some money to have something fresh before leaving, right?
The door was pushed open with a whirr. Ma Qijun glanced at Ye Xiaomei, a hint of shyness flashed across his eyes. He cleared his throat to hide the shyness:
"Mom, Xiaomei, let's go eat. Uncle Liao is waiting."
Ye Xiaomei grabbed the cloth bag tightly, squeezing it so hard that her nails almost broke. "Brother Ma, I...I want to go home now."
Wang Lan was anxious: "Girl, it won't take you that long to eat."
"Mom, you go first, I'll talk to Xiaomei." Ma Qijun said as he limped into the room and sat on the hospital bed.
Wang Lan looked at Xiao Mei with regret and anticipation before closing the door.
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