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Wen Sihe, who had been woken up long ago and couldn't fall asleep again, lay on the window and smiled like a lazy cat.
The energetic look of this second male villain really makes my heart beat fast!
Cheng Lianxin in the yard muttered for a long time and dared not say another word.
She staggered back into the house, threw herself into Meng Xiuyuan's arms, and started crying.
After driving for several days, Meng Xiuyuan was so exhausted that he was still sleeping.
I was suddenly pressed by someone and subconsciously reached out to push the person away.
Cheng Lianxin was caught off guard and was pushed to the ground, falling on her butt. She was so aggrieved that she could no longer control her voice and burst into tears.
The sound was so loud that even Chu Hongying in the room heard it, and her face immediately fell.
"Lianxin is so old, but she still acts like a child. What a shame! I'll have Xiuyuan give her a good talk someday!"
Meng Youdao, who was leaning against the head of the bed, sighed: "The children are already so old. How they want to get along is their business. We should not interfere."
"Well, that's too outrageous......"
"Okay, okay, if you have the time, you might as well think about how to talk to He He about this.
Whether our Meng family can get through this hurdle depends entirely on whether this matter can be accomplished."
There was a hint of fatigue in Meng Youdao's voice, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his cloudy eyes.
His Meng family had been prosperous for many years, but now the empire was on the verge of collapse, and all hopes had to be pinned on a woman.
It's really shameful...
Alas, his children are his debt, it’s all because he didn’t educate them well.
In the utility room, Meng Xiuyuan woke up in a daze.
When he saw Cheng Lianxin sitting on the ground crying, he realized what he had done in his half-awake state.
He quickly threw back the quilt, got out of bed, and helped Cheng Lianxin up.
His eyes were filled with guilt, and he reached for the glasses on the table and put them on himself: "Lianxin, I didn't know it was you, I was half asleep."
Cheng Lianxin threw herself into his arms and sobbed, "I know you've all been so tired along the way, so I just wanted to cook some food for everyone.
But I haven’t used this earthen pot for a long time and I don’t know how to use it, so I thought of asking He He to help me.
Who knows, who knows....that landlord's son, actually, actually..."
She cried non-stop as if she had been severely bullied.
Meng Xiuyuan slammed the table in anger: "You really don't take your elders seriously anymore!"
He walked out of the room angrily, and saw Lu Zhiye sitting in the middle of the yard, splitting a piece of wood with an axe.
He swallowed subconsciously and stopped.
The swung axe emitted a cold light that made people feel cold in their hearts. Cheng Lianxin pushed Meng Xiuyuan, wanting him to stand up for her.
But Meng Xiuyuan looked at the strong and powerful Lu Zhiye and couldn't move.
He thought to himself: Come on, this punch will knock me away...
Forget it, forget it. A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him! As an elder, I won't argue with this junior!
Meng Xiuyuan patted his clothes, pushed up his glasses, walked out slowly, and returned to his usual elegant and kind appearance.
With a smile on his face, he asked Lu Zhiye: "Xiao Lu, He He hasn't woken up yet?"
Lu Zhiye said in a muffled voice: "She went up the mountain to collect firewood yesterday and was very tired. Let her sleep a little longer.
Uncle, are you guys up to cook? I've already chopped the firewood. I heard that my aunt was from the village before, so she should be able to use a big pot, right?
I have to go to the brigade headquarters soon, so I'll have to trouble my aunt to cook for me."
Cheng Lianxin looked at Lu Zhiye who took it for granted and almost choked on her breath, her face turning red.
Lu Zhiye's words also reminded Meng Xiuyuan of the scene when his wife came back to her parents' home with a lot of bags and sat in the kitchen cooking a big pot.
For a moment, he looked at Cheng Lianxin with some suspicion.
Cheng Lianxin smiled awkwardly: "I haven't done this for a long time. In the past, my mother would light the firewood and I would just add the firewood."
Lu Zhiye didn't listen to her at all. He had already prepared meat buns for Wen Sihe in the room.
He put down the axe, nodded slightly, and said, "The captain called me, so I left first."
The yard was silent, with only Meng Xiuyuan and Cheng Lianxin staring at each other.
Finally, Meng Xiuyuan's stomach growled, and he sighed, "You go cook, I'll light the fire for you."
How could the thin porridge he drank yesterday be enough to fill his stomach? In the middle of the night, his stomach was growling like a singer.
Well, it’s better to let them cook. At least they can make something they want to eat and fill their stomachs.
He didn't want to eat the choking black-faced steamed bread he had eaten yesterday a second time.
Cheng Lianxin twisted her clothes with her hands and didn't want to go in at all.
But my stomach was protesting, so I could only walk towards the dark kitchen.
The kitchen of Lu Zhiye's house had been renovated. The firewood was neatly stacked there, and the chopping table was also clean.
It can be said that their kitchen is cleaner and tidier than most kitchens in the village.
Even so, Cheng Lianxin still waved her hands, unwilling to take a step in disgust.
Meng Xiuyuan reached out and opened one of the jars. Uh, there was only a tiny bit of miscellaneous grains of rice in it.
Two cloth bags were placed in another large vat. Meng Xiuyuan looked happy and quickly pulled out the bags.
This was shocking: there was only a handful of white flour left in one bag, and only a bowl of cornmeal in the other bag.
“This, this…”
Meng Xiuyuan rummaged around again, trying to find an egg or something, but the kitchen was empty except for two large vats and a cupboard.
In the cupboard were a dozen or so black steamed buns, the same as yesterday, and some wilted cabbages.
The couple looked at the few things they had and suddenly felt that what they had eaten yesterday was very good...
Cheng Lianxin swallowed secretly. Who could eat such a small amount of food?
He quietly glanced at Wen Sihe's door and whispered, "Did He He and the others lock up this good thing? They are too poor-----"
Meng Xiuyuan shook his head: "Probably not, I heard that this is the case in the whole village.
But this is good for us at the moment, at least we can convince He He from this perspective.
You should control your temper these two days and say more nice things.
After all, He He was not raised by us, so we didn't let her know that she had relatives she could rely on.
She will do what we think.
Well, I saw a vegetable patch in the yard. See if you can find anything edible there. Go dig some and make some stir-fry.”
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