Meng Xiaoqi was like a happy little deer, snuggling up to Old Man Meng, speaking in a sweet voice and acting coquettishly, looking like a spoiled little girl.
Song Shishi couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.
She had figured out that Mr. Meng was the typical person who was tough on the outside but soft on the inside.
With Meng Xiaoqi coaxing the old man, the atmosphere in the old house gradually became relaxed.
"Since you're staying, have lunch at home."
As he spoke, Mr. Meng stood up and prepared to go to the kitchen.
"Dad, let me do it. You are the elder, how can you cook for us at your age?"
Fu Shuxian stood up and followed him.
Mr. Meng paused, turned around and looked over, "Okay, go ahead."
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Fu Shuxian smiled, responded, and walked towards the kitchen.
Mr. Meng changed direction and entered the main house.
It is not easy to cook for such a large family.
Song Shishi patted the back of Meng Xunzhou's hand, motioning him to let go, and said softly: "I'll go help mom, she's probably too busy to handle it alone."
Meng Xunzhou nodded, but did not let go of Song Shishi's hand.
"I'll go with you."
"What are you going to do?" Song Shishi was surprised.
Meng Xunzhou naturally pulled Song Shishi up and said, "I'll light a fire for you, wash the vegetables, whatever you want."
Song Shishi raised her eyebrows.
Meng Xunzhou didn't know what was going on, but he was particularly clingy to her today.
Wherever I went, I held her hand.
Even if she let go for a while because of something, Meng Xunzhou would pull her back again.
But apart from holding hands, he didn't say anything or do anything else, so Song Shishi couldn't say anything to him.
Meng Guanru saw Meng Xunzhou and his wife go to the kitchen to help, but Meng Xiaoqi just sat there, not moving.
So he called Meng Xiaoqi over.
"Qibao, go to the main house and see if Grandpa needs help. He might be getting something."
"Oh, okay." Meng Xiaoqi responded as she stood up and walked towards the main house.
Pushing open the door of the main house, Meng Xiaoqi stood at the door and looked into the house.
"Grandpa, what are you doing?"
I saw Mr. Meng standing in front of a wooden cabinet, fiddling with something.
Mr. Meng turned around and waved at her.
"Qiqi, you're here just in time. Come and take these snacks and tea outside."
Looking at the dazzling array of snacks in front of her, Meng Xiaoqi exclaimed: "Grandpa, you really have hidden a lot of good things."
"I know you're a greedy little cat, so bring it over quickly and eat with them."
These things must have been saved bit by bit by Mr. Meng.
People of their generation were afraid of being poor, so they habitually saved any good things they had.
If they hadn't come over today, the old man would probably not have been willing to take it out to eat.
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On the other side, in the small kitchen.
Looking at everything in front of her, Fu Shuxian was worried, and then she heard a noise behind her. She turned around and saw Song Shishi and Meng Xunzhou, and a bright smile immediately broke out on her face.
"You two came at the right time. Your grandfather's kitchen has probably not been used for a long time. There is dust everywhere. We have to clean the kitchen first."
Upon hearing this, Meng Xunzhou let go of Song Shishi's hand, rolled up his sleeves neatly, picked up the wooden barrel in the kitchen with skillful movements, turned around and strode towards the well.
With the help of Meng Xunzhou and Song Shishi, the three of them quickly cleaned the kitchen spotlessly.
Although the kitchen is not often used, Grandpa Meng has prepared vegetables, meat, and eggs.
With the tacit cooperation of the three, lunch was ready quickly.
The whole family sat around the table, laughing and talking happily.
Old Master Meng looked at the harmonious scene in front of him, his eyes filled with relief.
After dinner, everyone sat around the brazier and chatted about family matters.
Meng Xiaoqi supported her cheeks with both hands, leaned forward slightly, and asked with admiration: "Grandpa, when you were in the army, were you very impressive?"
Mr. Meng smiled.
"That's all in the past, but grandpa fought for his country and made many military achievements."
Speaking of this, Mr. Meng showed a hint of pride on his face, as if he had returned to those passionate years.
Meng Xiaoqi pestered Mr. Meng to tell him about his deeds on the battlefield. Mr. Meng had no choice but to agree.
But before Mr. Meng could say anything, there was a sudden knock on the door.
The sound broke the atmosphere in the room.
Meng Xunzhou got up and opened the door.
Standing outside the door was Zou Tao, an uncle who lived nearby.
Zou Tao saw that it was Meng Xunzhou who opened the door. After being stunned for two seconds, he looked past him into the room with a somewhat anxious expression.
"Xunzhou, is your grandfather home?"
Meng Xunzhou moved aside to make way for the uncle.
"I'm here, come in and tell me what you want to say."
"Oh, okay."
Zou Tao responded and walked into the yard.
When Mr. Meng in the house heard the sound, he lifted the thick curtain at the door and asked in a loud voice, "What's wrong?"
"Mr. Meng, I don't know what happened to my wife today. She just said that she was not feeling well, but she couldn't explain why. She also didn't look very energetic. Are you free now? Can you please help take a look at my wife?"
Zou Tao was very respectful to Mr. Meng and spoke carefully, fearing that he might say something wrong and offend Mr. Meng.
Without saying anything, Mr. Meng turned around and went into the house to get his medicine box. He waved to Zou Tao and said, "Come on, take me to see it."
After Song Shishi washed the dishes and came out of the small kitchen, she saw Mr. Meng carrying a medicine box and following Zou Tao away.
Meng Xunzhou walked over and put his arm around her shoulders naturally.
"Is grandpa's medical skills good?"
Song Shishi turned her head to look at Meng Xunzhou and asked in a low voice.
Meng Xunzhou nodded, "Yes, usually the neighbors around here would come to him for help with medical treatment, but he never charged any money. The vegetables and meat we just ate were sent by the neighbors nearby."
Unexpectedly, Mr. Meng actually had such ability. Song Shishi had even more respect for him.
Meng Xiaoqi came out holding a piece of unfinished snack in her hand. She looked around and didn't see Grandpa Meng. She asked curiously, "Brother, where's Grandpa? I'm still waiting for him to tell me a story."
Meng Xunzhou raised his hand and tapped her forehead lightly.
"Didn't you just have lunch? Why are you having snacks now?"
Meng Xunzhou showed a look of disdain.
Song Shishi smiled and explained: "Grandpa went to see a neighbor. It won't be too late to talk to him when he comes back."
“Oh, I see.”
Meng Xiaoqi nodded to show her understanding.
Time passed by little by little, and Mr. Meng still hadn't come back.
Meng Xunzhou stood up and said, "I'll go see grandpa. It's been so long, and I don't know what the situation is."
"I'll go with you." Song Shishi also stood up.
The two walked out hand in hand and headed towards the uncle's house.
Along the way, Song Shishi couldn't help asking, "Grandpa, do you usually take so long to see a doctor?"
Meng Xunzhou frowned and thought for a while: "Normally not, but this time it might be a difficult situation, let's go and have a look."
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