Chen Qingxuan was still wondering about the letter when Gu Qingtong's donkey cart arrived. Chen Qingxuan and Meiya saw Gu Qingtong off. Then they stood at the door and talked.
"What's wrong?" Chen Qingxuan looked at Meiya's face and couldn't help but frowned, "Why do you look so bad?" He looked her up and down again. Chen Qingxuan's brows knitted even more, "Did you fall on the road? Where did you fall?"
"Oh. It's just... I fell down." Mei Ya looked down at her muddy body, nodded, and said to Chen Qingxuan. "I didn't fall anywhere, but I just felt weak, so I wanted to rest here with you."
"Come in quickly." Chen Qingxuan was not unhappy. He hurriedly opened the fence and let Mei Ya in, while constantly admonishing her. "Go slowly. The snow has melted a little. The ground is slippery."
"Oh, I see." Mei Ya lowered her head and followed Chen Qingxuan into the room.
"Girl, you're here?" As soon as Grandma Chen saw Meiya coming in, she was so happy that she didn't know what to do. She put down the needlework basket in her hand and walked over to grab Meiya's hand. Grandma Chen was a little excited. She grabbed Meiya so hard that it hurt her. "Girl, why don't you come to see grandma for so long? If the road wasn't slippery, grandma would have gone up the mountain to see you!"
"Grandma, I'm here..." Meiya choked up for some reason. She lowered her head and wiped her eyes. When she looked up again, she was smiling again. "Grandma, how is your arm now? Is it healed?"
"It's good, but my hands are not so accurate anymore," Grandma Chen frowned and pulled Meiya to sit down. She brought the sewing basket over and put it on her lap. She took out a shirt from it and said to Meiya, "Look, girl, I can't even sew such a small hole properly."
"Grandma, let me do it." Meiya took the shirt from Grandma Chen, then threaded the needle skillfully, and then began to sew carefully stitch by stitch.
Chen Qingxuan just hurried to the room and took out the set of "Weak Water Three Thousand" teacups. He knew that Meiya liked that set of teacups the most. After returning from Chenjiatun, he kept that set of teacups in the room for fear that they would be mixed up by others. In fact, he was not sure whether Meiya would come here to drink his tea in the future, but he still kept the set of teacups well. Today, they were finally put to use. Chen Qingxuan couldn't help but feel a little excited. He washed the cups, poured tea and brought them over. He saw Meiya sitting in front of the window sealing her clothes. Chen Qingxuan couldn't help but stop, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, his feet seemed to be rooted to the roots, he could no longer move, so he stood in front of the table and looked at Meiya without blinking.
He had always known that this girl had good skills, but he had never imagined that there would be a day when this girl would sew and mend clothes for him. Chen Qingxuan's heart was filled with mixed feelings, including sweetness, sadness, and unwillingness that he was willing to admit.
He is a scholar who has been reading the books of sages since childhood and knows the principles of propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame. So how could he covet someone else's wife?
He couldn't. He should have given up the idea long ago. He should have given up the idea since the night of the Lantern Festival when he stood in front of the gate of the small courtyard halfway up the mountain.
But at this moment, why was his heart so mixed with emotions?
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"It's done," Meiya sewed the shirt neatly, turned it over and checked it again to make sure it was fine, then folded it and put it aside, and asked Grandma Chen, "Grandma, are there any other clothes at home that need mending? Take them out now and I'll sew them for you."
"Oh, then I'll go look for it." Grandma Chen nodded, then went into the room to look for clothes.
"Drink the tea." Chen Qingxuan walked to Mei Ya and handed her the teacup.
"It's... red safflower?" Mei Ya was indeed thirsty, and she was both thirsty and cold. She immediately took a big sip. When she looked up again, her face was full of surprise. "How come red safflower is so sweet?"
"Add two spoonfuls of honey." Chen Qingxuan looked at her and smiled too.
"I thought it was so sweet that it made my teeth fall out," Mei Ya said with a smile. She took another sip and casually asked Chen Qingxuan, "Why did you put so much in it? You don't like sweet things. I thought you didn't put sugar or honey in your tea."
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