"Oh, I know," Fang Chengyin could not hide her disappointment. Her eyes, which had been bright and lively, suddenly dimmed. She nodded to Kong Wenmin. Then she took the small bag and turned to walk out. "Guard Kong. Goodbye."
Kong Wenmin watched Fang Chengyin's back disappear behind a patch of flowers and trees in front of the door. He then silently uttered the words that had been buried in his heart -
"Cheng Yin, goodbye."
He stood there for a while, and felt a little dizzy. He didn't know whether he was tired or hungry, but he carried the huge food box into the main hall and sat at the table. He took out a large bowl of steaming pork bone soup from the food box. The aroma of the pork bone soup enveloped him. He had never smelled such a fragrant pork bone soup, and the fragrance suffocated him. He sniffed hard. Finally, he could breathe well. He took out a large bowl of rice from the food box, and then ate it with the soup in silence. As he ate, he thought of that day. In the shabby and simple inn at the foot of Changbai Mountain, the eye-catching rice grains at the corners of Kong Wenjie's mouth made him curl his lips and smile.
Although they are two brothers, their personalities and habits are completely different. When it comes to eating, he is quite particular. Although he is not from a wealthy family, he has known since childhood that one should not talk while eating or sleeping. Kong Wenjie is different. No matter how many times he is told, he still talks a lot while eating, with a mouthful of rice grains flying everywhere, and he has no manners at all. Later, when he was very annoyed, he would stare at Kong Wenjie and say that he was a starving ghost and a chatterbox, and he was afraid that he would never be able to get married in this life.
What did Kong Wenjie say at that time?
It seems to say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, maybe someone would like someone like me, or it seems to say, but you always have such a stern face, which girl would dare to be interested in you? They would all be scared away!
He didn't hear clearly at the time and was just busy wiping the broth that spilled on the table.
Sure enough, that boy is a lucky one.
Kong Wenmin smiled faintly and drank the big bowl of pork bone soup cleanly.
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June 25, 1934
Ningguta.
After breakfast, Zhong Mingwei and Kong Wenjie played chess in the backyard, while Mei Ya followed Gu Changlin to the front yard. Gu Changlin knew that she had something to say to him, so he took her to his own yard.
"Girl, what's the matter?" Gu Changlin took Mei Ya to sit under the grape rack. He took out a pair of scissors from the room and picked up ripe grapes while talking to Mei Ya. "I noticed that you seem to be worried these past two days. You put more salt in your cooking than before."
"Really?" Mei Ya was stunned. She took the grapes from Gu Changlin and asked embarrassedly, "Sir, did I really put too much salt?"
"I'm just teasing you." Gu Changlin couldn't help laughing when he saw her nervous look, while cutting off another bunch of grapes. "Yesterday's eight-treasure porridge and today's millet and pumpkin porridge are both delicious."
"Hehe, Mingwei also said it was delicious," Meiya smiled as she fetched some water and squatted on the ground to wash the grapes. "Sir, please cut a few more and cool them with well water. I'll take them to the backyard for Mingwei and Guard Kong to eat."
"Okay," Gu Changlin agreed readily, and cut a dozen bunches before finally stopping. He sat down at the table and looked at Mei Ya, who was squatting on the ground washing grapes. "Girl, do you have anything to ask me?"
The two hands that were soaking in the water froze for a moment, then continued to rub the grapes. Mei Ya looked up at Gu Changlin and said in a deep voice, "Sir, what is the condition of Ming Wei's body? Is it congenital?"
Ever since she learned about Zhong Mingwei's health condition, Mei Ya had never asked in detail. One reason was that she was afraid that Zhong Mingwei would feel bad, and the other was that she was afraid that she would feel bad. Mingwei's health was not good, and she would feel bad too. Although she had already made plans to live a life without children, Mei Ya still wanted to know what Zhong Mingwei's condition was. She had been hesitating these past two days, wondering whether to ask or not. Today, Mei Ya couldn't bear it any longer, so she came to Gu Changlin to find the answer.
"Girl, I thought you were going to pretend to be deaf and dumb for the rest of your life." Gu Changlin looked at Mei Ya's clear eyes and couldn't help but sigh.
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