Others may not care about the kindness and goodness of this girl, but he will remember it for the rest of his life.
"Where are you going to use this embroidery pattern?" After drawing a lotus flower, Zhong Mingwei stopped to drink tea and casually asked Meiya, "A skirt or a coat?"
Meiya looked at the pink lotus on the paper. Somehow, she blushed a little. She stuffed the chestnuts into her mouth. She lowered her head and whispered, "You said before that the lotus flowers are so beautiful. That bellyband strap is about to break..."
Zhong Mingwei was startled, and then he realized what Mei Ya was saying. He felt his head soften. He stared at the blushing, extremely shy girl opposite him without blinking, and took a deep breath. When he spoke again, his voice was a little rough: "Then I'll draw a few more for you today."
"You...you shut up!" Mei Ya was so embarrassed that she raised her hand and stuffed the remaining half of the chestnut into Zhong Mingwei's mouth.
As soon as the chestnut entered his mouth, Zhong Mingwei's face suddenly turned bad. He puffed up his cheeks as if he was enduring something. Before Mei Ya could open her mouth to ask, he had already leaned against the couch and vomited violently.
"Zhong Mingwei!" Mei Ya was so frightened that she almost lost her soul. She didn't even bother to put on her shoes and got off the couch. She hurriedly poured tea for Zhong Mingwei and handed it to him. "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Zhong Mingwei shook his head, drank some water, and tried to rinse his mouth. But his stomach was churning again, and he was so busy that he dropped his teacup, jumped off the kang, squatted beside the spittoon and vomited again. His stomach was obviously empty and he couldn't vomit anything, but he just couldn't suppress the nausea and kept retching.
"Mingwei, what's wrong?" Meiya was so anxious that her eyes turned red. She patted Zhong Mingwei's back again and again, but seeing that Zhong Mingwei was vomiting and his face turned pale, she was terrified. She immediately picked up her skirt and ran to the front yard, "Sir! Sir! Come over and take a look!"
Gu Changlin was leaning on the kitchen door frame and chatting with Kong Wenjie, when he heard Mei Ya's cry from the backyard. He hurried to the backyard. Kong Wenjie was even more frightened, thinking that an assassin had come. He rushed into the backyard with a knife in hand before Gu Changlin, and then saw Mei Ya running barefoot on the stone road. Kong Wenjie hurriedly looked away and asked in a deep voice, "Madam, what's the situation?"
"Mingwei is vomiting," Meiya ignored Kong Wenjie and walked towards Gu Changlin sobbing. She held Gu Changlin's hand and began to sob non-stop, "Sir, what should we do? Mingwei keeps vomiting...non-stop, what should we do?"
"It's okay, girl. I'll go with you to take a look." Gu Changlin patted Meiya's shoulder and followed Meiya into the house. He turned back and said to Kong Wenjie, "There's nothing for you to do here. Go back and take a look at your pork bone soup. I smell burnt food."
Kong Wenjie was stunned, then quickly ran back to the front yard with a knife.
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When Gu Changlin came in, Zhong Mingwei had stopped vomiting and was squatting on the ground rinsing his mouth. Gu Changlin didn't ask anything, but just walked over to take a look at the filth on the ground, and immediately frowned: "Why are you eating chestnuts again?"
"Yes... I peeled it for him to eat," Mei Ya stammered before Zhong Mingwei could say anything, "Sir, is there any problem with this? Mingwei can't eat chestnuts?"
"Of course you can eat them. Why can't you? It's just that eating them together will kill you!" Gu Changlin said unhappily. Of course, he was not angry with Mei Ya. He glared at the pale Zhong Mingwei, sighed softly, and then explained to Mei Ya, "Girl, didn't you bring chestnuts up the mountain last time..."
"Sir!" Zhong Mingwei interrupted Gu Changlin with a frown. He bowed to Gu Changlin and begged, "Sir, I feel really bad. Could you please give me some medicine to relieve nausea?"
"Hmph, do you still want to save face?" Gu Changlin rolled his eyes at him, but didn't say anything else. He went to the front yard to prepare medicine.
"Last time I brought chestnuts from the mountain, you...did you eat them?" After Gu Changlin left, Mei Ya went over and helped Zhong Mingwei sit in the armchair. She took out a handkerchief to wipe Zhong Mingwei's mouth and whispered, "But, I'm not..."
Wasn't it thrown on the ground?
How do you eat chestnuts that are covered in so much mud?
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