"Shut up!" Mei Ya suddenly interrupted Zhong Mingwei, her face flushed, and she looked at Gu Changlin and Pang Yi who were setting up their dishes in the yard. She turned her head and warned Zhong Mingwei in a low voice, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will deal with you tonight!"
"I just like being beaten by you." Zhong Mingwei squeezed Meiya's hand tightly and whispered in her ear. "I like it most when you take off my clothes and then beat me."
"Bah! Shameless!" Meiya pushed Zhong Mingwei away. But seeing that he was about to fall backwards, Meiya hurriedly supported him and asked anxiously. "Why can't you stand still?"
"I knew you would help me," Zhong Mingwei said with a little pride and a little pride. "My wife loves me the most."
Mei Ya's heart was as sweet as honey. But her face showed disgust: "You are so old, but you are still so childish all the time."
"Master, Madam, come and eat!" Pang Yi said to the two of them after setting the table.
Now that the weather is getting warmer, I no longer cook in the house. These days, I eat in the yard. It is much more spacious and brighter than the house.
Meiya helped Zhong Mingwei wash his hands and then sat down at the table. Meiya handed a bun to Zhong Mingwei and took one for herself: "Eat quickly, the shepherd's purse is very tender now. It's rare to see buns stuffed with shepherd's purse on the street."
"It's not as delicious as the one you made." Zhong Mingwei was eager to try it, but after taking a bite, he frowned and complained, "The skin is too thick, and there's not enough meat. How can you sell it?"
"Then I'll make you some good buns after we move in," Meiya thought the buns weren't very tasty, but she still ate two in one go. She was really hungry after running around all day, and was wolfing down her food when she saw a bowl of red bean porridge in front of her. She was startled, then looked at Zhong Mingwei, "When did you make the porridge?"
Before Zhong Mingwei could speak, Pang Yi rushed to say, "My master has been cooking for an hour. He didn't let me help him and cooked alone in the kitchen."
"Don't do this again in the future," Mei Ya's face darkened immediately. She put the bowl on the table and looked at Zhong Mingwei coldly. "The master has repeatedly told you not to overwork yourself or bend your legs, but you keep disappointing the master."
Gu Changlin was not angry at all. He glanced at Zhong Mingwei while drinking: "Even if you don't listen to your husband, you have to listen to your wife. Do you understand?"
"Yes, yes, I get it," Zhong Mingwei said with an embarrassed look on his face. He pushed the bowl towards Mei Ya again and whispered, "Drink it. It's not hot anymore."
"Hmph." Mei Ya didn't want to pay attention to him. She turned her head and picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork with chopsticks to eat.
Zhong Mingwei looked at the back of Meiya's head helplessly, then silently moved his feet and gently touched Meiya's feet. He looked at Meiya eagerly while constantly touching Meiya with his feet to please her. He and Meiya often played this kind of game, but it was always in a foot basin with warm water, with the big feet and the small feet touching each other again and again, and then the big feet let the small feet step on themselves, and then the big feet clamped the small feet tightly. Meiya usually liked to play this game. Even if she was very angry, as long as Zhong Mingwei tried to please her like this, she would definitely not be angry. But this time, Meiya didn't understand the situation at all, and still ate the sweet and sour pork with big mouthfuls, without paying any attention to Zhong Mingwei. Zhong Mingwei had to try harder to please Meiya...
"Master, why do you keep kicking me?" Pang Yi had been enduring for a long time. Zhong Mingwei had been kicking him since just now, and he had been dodging. However, Zhong Mingwei actually followed him and continued to kick his feet, and became more and more relentless. Pang Yi also changed from being confused just now to being terrified now. He put down the buns in his hand and knelt on the ground. "Master, I really didn't tell my wife that you secretly went to the mountain to find a female actor! Master, please forgive me! Stop kicking me!"
Zhong Mingwei was almost mad: "...Why are you stretching your legs so long?!"
Gu Changlin was so excited that he didn't even drink the wine: "...What female actor?"
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