"Hey!" Pang Yi came in hurriedly driving the carriage.
"Mr. Gu, you must be exhausted on the journey, right?" Mei Ya hurriedly went to meet him as soon as the carriage stopped. While opening the carriage door, she smiled at Gu Changlin inside and said, "You must be hungry too, right? How about I make you a bowl of noodle soup to warm you up?"
"No need, girl." Gu Changlin looked a little haggard, and his voice was lower than usual. He was helped out by Pang Yi. He looked at Mei Ya standing in front of him with her neck shrunk, his eyes were a little pitiful and a little complicated, he gently patted Mei Ya's shoulder and said, "Go back quickly, don't catch a cold."
"Not cold, not cold. You are back. I am so happy, hehe," Mei Ya was really happy. Both eyes were shining. She came over and took Gu Changlin's hand and walked into the house. She kept chattering, "I started to complain yesterday. Why haven't you and Pang Yi come back yet? Ming Wei said you won't be back until after the tenth day of the first lunar month. But I thought it wouldn't take that long, and I was right, Mr. Gu. It's too late tonight, so forget it. I will entertain you and Pang Yi tomorrow, eight dishes and eight bowls, no less."
"Okay, I've been having a hard time eating these days, so I miss your cooking skills," Gu Changlin smiled and rubbed Mei Ya's slightly messy hair, and said, "Go back quickly, I need to rest too."
"That's fine, Mr. Gu, you should have a good rest," Mei Ya said hurriedly. As she watched Gu Changlin enter the side room, she shrunk her neck and stomped her feet back to the bedroom. As soon as she came in, she grinned at Zhong Mingwei and said, "I'm freezing to death. It's April, why is it still so cold? Hiss!"
"Who told you to stay outside for so long? You opened the door for them, but why didn't you come back quickly? What are you talking about?" Zhong Mingwei complained, while he was busy lifting the quilt to let Meiya crawl in, holding Meiya's cold hands under his armpits, and holding Meiya's feet with his legs, while scolding her non-stop, "Look at your hands and feet. They are so cold. They will hurt again this month."
"No, didn't Mr. Gu prescribe medicine for me?" Mei Ya nestled in Zhong Mingwei's arms and squinted her eyes comfortably. "I feel a lot better after taking it. The pain is not so severe these few times."
"Well, then let the master match you a few more pairs," Zhong Mingwei said, while tucking Meiya in the quilt. This girl was not very obedient at night, so Zhong Mingwei had to get up every night to tuck her in. After tucking in the quilt, Meiya was already drowsy. Zhong Mingwei leaned over and kissed Meiya's smooth forehead, "Little girl, go to sleep."
"Hmm..." Mei Ya hummed, her hand on Zhong Mingwei's neck, kissing his gloomy chin, and humming, "Make something delicious tomorrow... for Mr. Gu. He, he might have been frozen silly on the way, his face doesn't look good, I have to make more delicious comfort tomorrow..."
"Okay, I'll thank you on behalf of Mr. Gu," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, patting Mei Ya's back gently and saying softly, "Stop talking and go to sleep."
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The next day.
Mei Ya didn't manage to cook eight dishes and eight bowls in the end, because Gu Changlin didn't get up and was sleeping soundly in the side room. He must have been too tired from the journey. Mei Ya was too embarrassed to go over and wake him up. But Pang Yi got up very early and didn't eat at home. He hurried down the mountain and said he was going to Nanshan to check out the yard. Now that the ice had started to thaw, they had to find helpers first. After some time, they could dredge the pond.
So Meiya cooked for two people and ate with Zhong Mingwei in the bedroom. Meiya was a little absent-minded. She drank more than half a bowl of porridge and didn't pick up any vegetables with chopsticks. Zhong Mingwei saw it and immediately put an egg with chopsticks into Meiya's bowl and asked, "What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"
"No, nothing," Mei Ya hurriedly shook her head, but as soon as she met Zhong Mingwei's eyes, she sniffed guiltily again, and finally put down her bowl and chopsticks, and asked the question that had been in her heart for most of the day, "Should we wait until the house at the foot of Nanshan Mountain is ready before we move there?"
"What? You don't want to move over there?" Zhong Mingwei was a little surprised and looked at Mei Ya, "Didn't we say that we'll skate on the pond in the winter? If we don't move over there, how can we skate?"
"But...Mr. Gu and Pang Yi are also going to move in?" Mei Ya said awkwardly, "Didn't you buy the house because there were too many people? How...how come they're living together again?"
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