"Then you are not allowed to learn this kind of tuneless song from him anymore," Xiao An glared at Pang Yi and added hurriedly, "and you are not allowed to sing it to others anymore!"
"Who wants to learn from him?!" Pang Yi felt so wronged, and at the same time he was busy expressing his loyalty to Xiao An, "Even if I sing, I will only sing for you!"
"Who wants to hear that?" Xiao An's face turned even redder. She turned around and walked quickly into the garden.
Pang Yi looked at her awkward appearance and liked her more and more. He immediately followed her in.
"Why is there no one in the garden?" Pang Yi looked around the garden. He frowned and nodded hurriedly, saying to Xiao An. "I know, the master and the mistress must have gone to work in the fields."
Xiao An seemed to be frightened, her eyes widened: "Go... go to the fields to work?"
"Yes. Madam said yesterday that there were too many weeds in the fields. Maybe she is going to weed with me now," Pang Yi said, while taking Xiao An out the back door. Sure enough, they saw a man and a woman sitting head to head in the green fields. They were weeding, and Pang Yi hurried over. He said to Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya, "Master, Madam, why do you have to go to the fields in person? Can't you just tell me?"
"I have nothing to do at home," Mei Ya looked up and said to Pang Yi. Pointing at a basket full of shepherd's purse, she smiled and said to Pang Yi, "Pang Yi, you picked a good place for us. It's already June, and there are still so many shepherd's purse, and they are still very tender. It's really rare."
Pang Yi looked in the direction of Mei Ya's finger and saw a basket full of shepherd's purse. He smiled and said, "I'm in for a treat today, Madam. You haven't made dumplings stuffed with shepherd's purse for a long time."
"Get out! If you want to eat, pack it yourself!" Zhong Mingwei glared at Pang Yi coldly, and put the shepherd's purse he had just dug into the basket.
"Hey, hey, hey! Zhong Mingwei, that's not shepherd's purse!" The next second, Mei Ya got furious. She threw out the grass that Zhong Mingwei had just put in, which looked like shepherd's purse, and looked at Zhong Mingwei with disdain. "How many times have I told you? How many times have you looked at it? Why do you always make the mistake? Is there something wrong with your eyes, or are you too old to remember?"
Zhong Mingwei looked at Pang Yi silently: "..."
Pang Yi was so busy that he lowered his head. I didn’t hear anything, really nothing!
"This much is almost enough for us to eat, so we won't dig any more," Mei Ya said. As she stood up, she looked at Xiao An standing on the edge of the field from a distance, then suddenly smiled at Pang Yi, "Have you and An picked a house?"
Pang Yi nodded and said hurriedly, "Yes, I have chosen two sets, and today I specially asked you and your wife to check them."
"Just take care of it as you like. Why do you need us to check it? We're not going to live there," Mei Ya said, handing the basket to Pang Yi and helping Zhong Mingwei up. "You've been sitting for such a long time. Are you tired?"
"It's not tiring, it's more comfortable than being stuck in the house," Zhong Mingwei said, taking a towel to wipe Mei Ya's hands, and then wiping his own hands. He looked at Mei Ya's sweaty face and felt a little distressed. "Just ask Pang Yi to go out and buy some ready-made food. You don't have to cook. It's so hot."
"No need! No need! Such tender shepherd's purse cannot be delayed. We can make dumplings for it when we get home," Mei Ya shook her head hurriedly. While walking out with Zhong Mingwei, she turned her head and looked at Pang Yi. "Sister An must have never eaten it before. Let her have a taste today."
"Thank you very much, ma'am!" Pang Yi was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. He immediately picked up the small stool on the ground and walked out with Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya.
"My concubine greets the master and the madam." Seeing Mei Ya and Zhong Mingwei approaching, Xiao An hurriedly bowed to them.
"Don't perform such a grand ceremony like this in the future," Zhong Mingwei rolled up his sleeves and looked at Xiao An, "I am just a commoner now, you don't have to be so timid every time you see me."
"Yes." Xiao An stood up hurriedly. She knew that Zhong Mingwei was no longer the noble prince. She also saw with her own eyes that Zhong Mingwei could even work in the fields and pull weeds and pick vegetables. However, her fear of him remained the same. Every time she saw Zhong Mingwei, she was always a little uneasy.
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