"Have some soup," Xiao An said to Pang Yi as she put the bowl of soup on the small table. "I know you don't have much appetite, but at least have some soup. You haven't eaten all day."
Pang Yi looked at the bowl of hot ginseng chicken soup in front of him. The rich aroma of the chicken soup hit him. Even though he had no appetite, he still wanted to drink a few sips. While stirring the ginseng chicken soup in the bowl, Pang Yi looked at Xiao Anshi, looking up and down at Xiao Anshi's festive green cotton trousers and cotton jacket with red flowers. His eyes were full of surprise, and then he couldn't hide his smile.
"I... my clothes are torn, but there's still time to mend them." Xiao An knew what Pang Yi was surprised about. She also knew what he was laughing at, so she tugged at her oversized cotton-padded jacket awkwardly and said, "Auntie found her daughter-in-law's cotton-padded jacket for me to wear. It's quite warm. But it's a little too big..."
"Very good." Pang Yi looked at the festive cotton-padded jacket and trousers, and then looked at Xiao An's uncomfortable face. He lowered his head and couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.
"What's so good about it? It's so gaudy and tacky," Xiao An grumbled and complained quietly. "I wouldn't wear such a dress unless I had to."
"Where is this?" Pang Yi raised his head and asked Xiao An.
"Songjiatun," Xiao An said hurriedly, rolling her eyes at Pang Yi, "I'm afraid you don't remember anything. As soon as you entered the village, you fell off the carriage. I was scared to death. Fortunately, the aunt of this family went out and saw you. Otherwise, you would have been frozen into ice."
Pang Yi raised his eyes to look at Xiao Anshi. As soon as he met Xiao Anshi's gaze, he lowered his head again. While stirring the ginseng chicken soup, he asked in a deep voice: "How far is it to Chenjiatun?"
Zhong Mingwei lives in Chenjiatun.
"I don't know, I didn't ask," Xiao An said sullenly, rubbing the hem of her cotton-padded jacket with her white and tender hands. She was worried that Pang Yi would get angry, so she paused and said in a muffled voice, "Then I'll go ask Auntie later."
Pang Yi looked at Xiao An who was hanging her head in front of him, pursed his lips, said nothing, and lowered his head in silence.
"Madam, how does the chicken soup taste? Is your man used to drinking it?" The aunt's loud voice broke the silence in the room.
"I, I, I, I..." Xiao An suddenly jumped up from the kang. She looked at Pang Yi with a red face, shaking her head repeatedly, aggrieved and anxious, "It's not me who said that. It's she who thinks that we are..."
Xiao An couldn't continue. Yes, it was indeed the aunt who thought they were a young couple, but didn't she give any explanation?
Pang Yi didn't say anything, but just stared at the uneasy Xiao An until the aunt pushed the door open and came in, then he looked away.
"Young man, how do you feel now?" The aunt came in and was very happy to see Pang Yi sitting up. She walked over and said to Pang Yi with a smile, "You don't know, your sudden fainting scared your wife so much that she cried like a tearful person. It was really heartbreaking to see. You didn't see..."
"Aunt, I didn't cry..." Xiao An was anxious and interrupted Aunt's words. But as soon as she met Pang Yi's eyes, she couldn't say anything anymore. She silently retracted her neck and muttered softly, "Anyway, I just... I didn't cry. Aunt was wrong."
"I'm not mistaken, there's a big teardrop," the aunt laughed, and looked at Pang Yi again, "Young man, look at your wife, how shy she is. When you were still asleep, she was wiping your body, but now that you're awake, she's too embarrassed to talk to you."
The corners of Xiao An's mouth twitched: "...Auntie, how could I wipe his body? I just wiped his face! Only his face!"
Xiao An felt so wronged that she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
"Haha, look at her, she is so shy, just like my daughter-in-law. When she first got married, she was too embarrassed to talk to my son in front of me and his father, and her face was red all day long." The aunt laughed even more happily, and turned to look at Pang Yi, "I can tell at a glance that she is a good girl. She takes such good care of you. You must treat her well in the future."
The big hand holding the spoon suddenly tightened, and the knuckles turned blue and white. Pang Yi looked at the aunt's warm and kind smile, and couldn't utter a word for a long time.
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