Zhong Mingwei's face froze. Facing Grandma Chen's gentle smile, he managed to force out a not-too-ugly smile: "Thank you so much for troubling you."
"It's not a big deal. My granddaughter is getting married, and I, as a grandmother, come from a poor family, and I don't have much to give her as a dowry. I can only do some hard labor," said Grandma Chen. She sighed. "Fortunately, the girl married a down-to-earth man like you, and I can rest assured."
"Grandma, don't worry." Zhong Mingwei held Grandma Chen's hand and said seriously, word by word. "I will make that girl happy for the rest of her life. I will also make you feel at ease for the rest of your life."
"With your words, I have nothing to worry about." Grandma Chen looked at Zhong Mingwei's serious expression, and her heart was a little moved. She actually always felt that Zhong Mingwei was old and his legs were so bad. He was really not worthy of Mei Ya. But at this time, she felt that the two of them were a perfect match...
well!
In the end, it was all because Qingxuan from their family was unlucky.
"What are you talking about?" Mei Ya came over with a tray of pastries and saw Zhong Mingwei and Grandma Chen chatting animatedly.
"Grandma is knocking on Mr. Zhong." Gu Qingtong said to Meiya with a smile, taking the tray from Meiya and placing it on the table, and continued. "Mr. Zhong also expressed his loyalty to grandma."
"What loyalty are you showing?" Mei Ya sat next to Zhong Mingwei, picked up a piece of chestnut cake for him, and whispered, "Shouldn't you show your loyalty to me? Why did you show your loyalty to grandma?"
"I'll show my loyalty to you when there's no one around." Zhong Mingwei looked at her and smiled softly.
"Bah! Who cares!" Mei Ya spat at him with a red face, and busily invited Grandma Chen and Gu Qingtong to come and eat cakes. The four of them were eating and chatting in the pavilion, and then they saw Pang Yi coming out of the kitchen with a small pot of paste in his hand.
"Pang Yi, are we going to put up the couplets now?" Mei Ya stood up in a hurry, wiped her hands, and ran towards Pang Yi, "I'll go with you!"
"Madam, no need, I can do it myself." How could Pang Yi dare to order Mei Ya around? He was busy waving his hands.
"No, I want to paste it." Mei Ya said as she ran to the backyard to paste the couplets and the Chinese characters for "囍". When Zhong Mingwei was writing just now, she made up her mind that she must paste those beautiful Chinese characters for "囍" by herself.
"You can go and have a look too," Grandma Chen looked at the half-eaten chestnut cake in Zhong Mingwei's hand and said to him with a smile, "That girl is so reckless, don't let her fall."
"Hey!" Zhong Mingwei hurriedly put down the half piece of chestnut cake and rushed to the backyard. Because he walked too fast, his legs were more lame than when he came here.
Gu Qingtong looked at Zhong Mingwei's back as he hurried to the backyard. She sighed deeply and ate the puff pastry listlessly. "Grandma, I'm really upset. Why can't I find such a perfect husband?"
"Girl, what nonsense are you talking about?" Grandma Chen scolded in a low voice. After a pause, she suddenly looked up at Gu Qingtong, "I remember a while ago, you kept talking about Mr. Pang. How come you like him?"
"This..." Gu Qingtong was stunned, and then put down the thousand-layer pastry in her hand awkwardly, "This is all a misunderstanding, grandma, please don't mention it again in the future."
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Zhong Mingwei hurried into the backyard and saw Mei Ya standing on tiptoe to stick a "囍" character on the door. Pang Yi wanted to go over to help, but Mei Ya refused. She held her breath and finally pasted the character. Then she took a few steps back and smiled foolishly at the "囍" character on the door.
Zhong Mingwei's heart almost melted when he saw the row of big red lanterns and the silly smiling little girl under the huge "囍" character. Pang Yi saw him come in and was about to greet him, but Zhong Mingwei hurriedly waved his hand and motioned for him to go out. Pang Yi then hurriedly picked up the couplets in the front yard and quietly retreated.
"Is it so beautiful?" Zhong Mingwei walked behind Meiya, put his arms around her, and kissed her little ear. "You keep staring at me like this, and you don't get tired of it."
"I'll never get tired of looking at it," Mei Ya twisted in his arms, holding his hands with both hands and squeezing them, acting like a spoiled child, "My man's hands are really amazing, he writes such beautiful characters, even better than the teacher's."
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