Hao Dongqing repeatedly reminded himself that he must abide by the duties of a guard and be honest and well-behaved. While he was muttering, Mei Ya had already arrived at Fengyu Courtyard. Just as she was about to reach out to grab the door knocker and knock on the door, she saw Hao Dongqing running ahead of her, grabbing the door knocker, and then knocking on the door. Mei Ya stood aside and waited, but after waiting for a while, no one came to open the door. Hao Dongqing put down the door knocker and turned to look at Mei Ya: "Princess, it seems that there is no one at home?"
"That's not right. Miss Gu has been resting at home these two days. How come she is not at home? And the door is locked from the inside." Mei Ya frowned. Renhuitang arranged for Gu Qingtong to take two days off in the middle of the month, and Mei Ya came to visit when she was at home.
"Maybe he fell asleep," Hao Dongqing said, squinting his eyes as he looked at the Fengyu Villa in front of him, and then said, "From what I can see, this house is quite large. I'm afraid there are four or five courtyards. It's possible that the people inside couldn't hear the knock on the door."
"Okay, let's go back first." Mei Ya said dejectedly, turned around and walked down the stairs, then suddenly turned her head and glared at Hao Dongqing.
"Princess, you...what do you want me to do?" Hao Dongqing trembled all over because of her glare. The tall and strong man took a step back in shame and almost fell off the stairs. Fortunately, Hao Dongqing was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He supported himself against the wall with one hand and finally stood firm. Then Hao Dongqing felt more and more embarrassed. He lowered his head and sniffed, like a puppy hit on the head by mud.
"Remember, don't call me princess outside anymore," Mei Ya glared at him, "Just call me Madam, understand?"
"I see." Hao Dongqing nodded hurriedly like a chick pecking at rice, and asked cautiously, "What about at home? Should I call her...Princess or Madam?"
"Madam!" Mei Ya wanted to laugh at his cowardly look, but she held back. She stared at Hao Dongqing with a stern face and said coldly, "There are no women in the Nanjiang camp, right? Look at your size, why are you so cowardly when you see me? Could it be that you have never seen a woman before?"
"Yes," Hao Dongqing whispered. He didn't know why Mei Ya had to ask this, but he still followed Mei Ya and answered quietly, "There is a cook in our team. She is over 40 years old, big and strong, with a voice louder than a blind bear. Her cooking skills are not very good, but she has a bad temper."
"Are you afraid of her?" Mei Ya couldn't help herself and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
"There is no brother in the Southern Xinjiang camp who is not afraid of her," Hao Dongqing did not feel embarrassed. Seeing Mei Ya's puzzled face, he quickly explained to her, "She is very nosy. If someone leaves food on the table, she will chase after them and scold them. If anyone dares to comment on her cooking skills, she will chase them with an iron spoon and beat them! She is very fierce."
"But no matter how tough she is, she can't compare to you guys, right?" Meiya was a little curious, "If she's so fierce, why don't you resist? Or just chase her out?"
"She's not just mean, she's also a nice person," Hao Dongqing scratched his head, paused, and spoke again with a gentle voice, "She remembers the birthdays of every brother in our team, and where each brother is from. Every year on our birthdays, we forget them, but she cooks us a hometown meal. Although the taste is a little bad, it's thoughtful and enjoyable." Hao Dongqing laughed even harder when he said this. The 18-year-old boy smiled like a golden sunflower, "But I can't eat it this year."
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