After crying enough, Meiya leaned in Zhong Mingwei's arms, sobbing and letting Zhong Mingwei wipe her tears. She always felt ashamed when she cried in front of men in the past, but this time she didn't feel that way. She sat for a while, then looked up at the man: "Mingwei, I remember where Miss Duan's grave is. Next time we go back to Ningguta, let's go to Tongliao and build a better grave for her. Although we can't erect a monument, it's better than a barren grave."
"Okay, I'll remember that. From now on, we'll worship her together during the Qingming Festival and Zhongyuan Festival every year," Zhong Mingwei said, leaning over and kissing Mei Ya's lips. "But you are not allowed to be sad about this matter in the future, understand?"
"Okay," Meiya nodded, while looking up at the man again, "Then can you be sad about other things?"
"Is there anything else?" Zhong Mingwei was confused.
"You have been secretly spending the family money behind my back, and you spent 400,000 taels at once," Mei Ya grinned, as if she was about to cry again, "I was so nervous for a long time when I spent 1,000 taels behind your back, but you spent 400,000 taels at once without blushing or beating your heart. Just now, in front of me, you kept winking at Pang Yi. Zhong Mingwei, how can you be so bad! Not only bad! But also a spendthrift!"
"Girl! I was wrong! Girl, I know I was wrong! I really know! Girl, please don't cry!" Zhong Mingwei hurriedly wiped Mei Ya's tears and brought her tea. He kept expressing his loyalty, "I will never do anything behind your back again. Not only will I use money, but even when I talk to Pang Yi and Kong Wenmin, I will do it in front of you. I promise not to say a word behind your back!"
"Bah! Who wants to listen to you guys talking about things?" Meiya was amused by him, but she also felt that she was being unreasonable, so she wanted to please the man. She looked at the three bowls of untouched dumplings on the table, then shook the man's arm, "Are you still hungry? I'll heat up the dumplings for you to continue eating?"
"I'm a little hungry," the man laughed, nuzzling Meiya's round nose and saying, "No need to bring food here and there. I'll just follow you to the kitchen and eat."
"No, it's very hot now. If you go into the kitchen, you will definitely sweat all over." Mei Ya hurriedly stopped him.
"It's okay. After eating the dumplings, we'll just take a shower and go to bed," Zhong Mingwei said with a grin. "Put some jasmine flowers in the tub when you take a bath. You'll smell delicious when you come out."
"You rascal!" Mei Ya glared at him, blushing as she jumped off the man's lap. Then she walked out arrogantly, ordering the man seriously, "Xiao Zhongzi, why don't you catch up?"
"Yes, I obey your command!" Zhong Mingwei was busy putting the three plates of dumplings on the table onto the tray. Looking at the small bowl of mashed garlic, he couldn't help licking his saliva and reached out to take it. However, before his hand touched the edge of the bowl, he heard his wife speaking again.
"You are not allowed to eat the mashed garlic," Mei Ya stood at the door, staring at him with a fierce look that was also a bit charming, "Otherwise, you are not allowed to kiss me tonight."
"Yes, I will follow my lady's orders!" In front of Garlic Paste and his relatives, Xiao Zhongzi naturally and decisively abandoned Garlic Paste, and then happily carried the tray and followed their lady to the front yard.
"Girl, can you sing a little song for me?" On the ground with white and silver moonlight, the man pushed the little girl beside him with his arm, "I haven't heard you sing for a long time."
"What's there to sing in the middle of the night?" Mei Ya refused and rolled her eyes at him.
"I just want to listen to it in the middle of the night," the man was still begging, unconsciously prolonging the ending tone, with a hint of coquettishness, "Okay? I really want to listen."
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