Chapter 136 Extra 3 Xiao Yan, you are really amazing
The next day, Xiao Yan finally woke up.
Meng Mingshu told him her request.
Xiao Yan's reaction was very calm. He just looked at her calmly and said:
"Thank you for your kindness, young lady, but I have no intention of getting married."
Meng Mingshu's eyes widened. This was the first time she met someone like Xiao Yan.
The scholar before was seduced by her after just a few words.
But Xiao Yan actually rejected her so clearly.
"But I saved you. If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago."
Xiao Yan was silent for a while and did not tell Meng Mingshu that he didn't want to live anyway.
"For saving my life, Xiao is willing to repay you with money."
"But I just want you to marry me!"
After she said this, Xiao Yan stopped talking and fell silent.
Meng Mingshu was furious.
All in all, Xiao Yan just didn't want to marry her.
"Not enough! You wanted to pay me back with money, but what you gave me is not enough."
Meng Mingshu put her hands on her hips:
"Do you know how much money you've spent on me? These medicines that saved you are... all worth a fortune."
"And... moreover, if I bring you home, everyone in the village will know about it. My reputation will be ruined, and the hunter who was engaged to me before will no longer want to marry me."
Meng Mingshu pretended to cry, lowered her head and wiped her tears falsely:
"If you don't marry me, I'm finished."
"I...I might as well die."
In fact, Xiao Yan had noticed that Meng Mingshu was crying fake tears.
But he couldn't bear to expose her.
After all, she is just a weak woman.
"I still have a gold hairpin and five gold bars left on me, which I will give to you as compensation..."
The golden hairpin was also a relic of his mother, and the gold bars were stuffed into the package by the loyal servant who saw him off.
Xiao Yan had not touched it, but now it came in handy.
Meng Mingshu's fake crying stopped abruptly, and her almond-shaped eyes widened and stared straight at Xiao Yan.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan was even richer than she had imagined.
An ordinary farmer could not save so much money in several lifetimes.
"I want the gold, and I want you too."
Meng Mingshu spoke in a very domineering and spoiled manner.
Xiao Yan looked honest and upright, not the kind of man with ulterior motives.
And he has such a beautiful face, it seems to be tailor-made for her.
If she couldn't ask Xiao Yan to be her husband, Meng Mingshu would never be willing to accept it for the rest of her life.
Seeing that Xiao Yan still had something to say, Meng Mingshu really squeezed out tears:
"I don't want to rely on you, I just have nowhere else to go."
"Hunter has already broken off the engagement with me. If you don't want me..."
"I'm an orphan, let alone keeping the money you gave me...
I'm afraid that in a few days I'll be sold to a brothel by my uncles."
"Can you bear to see a weak woman like me end up like this?"
Xiao Yan was silent.
It was the first time he met a woman like Meng Mingshu, and he found it difficult to deal with her. He didn't know what to do with her.
Seeing that Xiao Yan had not given in, Meng Mingshu also knew that she couldn't push him too hard.
"How about this, if you really don't want to marry me, I won't force you, but you must stay and protect me for half a year."
"Also let me take care of you for half a year. You have minor injuries on your hands and legs and need someone to look after you."
"If you don't want this, then I won't live..."
"In the end, everyone dies anyway."
Xiao Yan was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."
"In half a year, I will escort the girl to the county town to settle down."
Who wants to go to the county town?
Meng Mingshu didn't believe that she couldn't defeat Xiao Yan in half a year.
Even if Xiao Yan had a heart of stone and just didn't like her, she would still force herself on him.
Xiao Yan, who looks serious and old-fashioned, would definitely take responsibility if he touched her.
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Meng Mingshu said she was taking care of Xiao Yan, but she couldn't even take care of herself.
Xiao Yan was originally running a high fever, but he was woken up by the pungent smoke in the room.
"Miss Ashu?"
Xiao Yan supported himself with his arms and sat up from the bed.
He thought there was a fire in the house and was worried about Meng Mingshu's safety, so Xiao Yan dragged his injured leg out of bed.
It turned out that the kitchen was on fire, but Meng Mingshu was nowhere to be seen.
Xiao Yan acted quickly to put out the fire in the kitchen.
Fortunately, he woke up in time and avoided burning down the house.
Meng Mingshu came back at this time.
Her face was covered in black ash, and she was holding a few pieces of firewood in her arms.
"How...how could this happen?"
Meng Mingshu looked confused:
"I just went out for a while, and the fire hadn't been lit yet. How come it started as soon as I left..."
Then Meng Mingshu reacted:
"You...why did you get out of bed? The doctor said you have a fever and need to rest well."
"Go and rest. I'll take care of you."
Meng Mingshu swore solemnly.
"Can you really do that?"
Meng Mingshu nodded: "Yes...sure."
Although Xiao Yan was suspicious, he didn't ask any more questions when he thought about the fact that Meng Mingshu grew up in the village.
Leaning on a stick, he prepared to go back to the house.
Before leaving, Xiao Yan was still worried and took a look towards the kitchen.
Then I saw Meng Mingshu put her whole head into the stove in order to relight the fire.
The flames had already risen, but Meng Mingshu was still blowing hard.
The fire was almost burning her hair.
Xiao Yan didn't care about his injured legs and hands. He dropped his stick and rushed over, pulling Meng Mingshu's head out.
Sure enough, fire broke out the next second.
Xiao Yan was still frightened.
Meng Mingshu also covered her chest, obviously a little scared.
It took Meng Mingshu a while to react, and then she sat in the chair with tears falling down her face.
She sobbed and cried, crying and talking:
"Scared...scared me to death."
"I almost got my head burned off. Why is it so difficult to make a fire..."
"Daddy, Mommy, wuwu, what should Ah Shu do?"
Meng Mingshu cried louder and louder, and her extremely beautiful face was covered with tears.
With the addition of black ash, the whole face has become a mess.
Xiao Yan sighed softly, his tone helpless:
"Let me do it."
"Go wash your face first."
Meng Mingshu's crying stopped instantly, and she looked at Xiao Yan suspiciously:
"Can you...can you make a fire and cook?"
Xiao Yan looked at him and thought that he must have been a young master from a wealthy family in the past.
"Although I have never done it, I have seen it before, so I think these things are not difficult."
Xiao Yan has been learning things quickly since elementary school.
Meng Mingshu left with doubts.
Half an hour later, she squinted her eyes happily.
"Xiao Yan, you are really amazing."
Meng Mingshu never thought that Xiao Yan could cook well.
Not only does it look good, it tastes great too.
It tastes a hundred times better than the pig food she makes herself.
However, Xiao Yan felt that there was room for improvement.
"This dish has a little too much salt. I won't do that next time."
Meng Mingshu held her belly and didn't care:
"I don't mind. I haven't had a full meal in a long time. I haven't had a good meal since my parents left."
Upon hearing that Meng Mingshu's parents had both passed away, Xiao Yan finally felt a surge of pity for her.
"I'll cook later."
Meng Mingshu still had a conscience, and she looked at Xiao Yan worriedly:
"Are your legs and arms okay?"
After all, this is her beloved future husband, and he cannot die.
Xiao Yan shook his head: "They are all minor injuries, nothing serious."
Meng Mingshu finally felt relieved, no longer burdened: "Okay."
Meng Mingshu continued to push the envelope:
"If possible, can I leave all the housework to you?"
"I don't know how to do any of these. I thought about pulling out the weeds in the yard, but after pulling out just one, my hand started bleeding."
Meng Mingshu spoke pitifully.
Xiao Yan listened silently: "Okay."
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