"Not busy! Not busy! " Meiya is busy, a little shy at the same time, "not busy after the 10th day."
Chen Qingxuan couldn't see her expression. He was so busy that he stopped and paused. Then he whispered, "OK, I'll pick you up at home."
During the Zhou Dynasty, there was a tradition that the bride would return to her home in three days, which happened to be the 10th day of the lunar calendar. Since Meiya took him and grandma Chen as the family members, Chen Qingxuan naturally followed Meiya's meaning and could not bear to make her sad.
"Don't bother Mr. Chen. Pang Yi will send me there." Meiya is busy.
"Ha ha, this kid is really out of mind," Gu Changlin said with a smile, pointing to pangyi, who was coming up, and said with a smile to Meiya, "girl, you see, it really means that Cao Cao is coming."
"Pang Yi! Here you are! " Meiya also saw it, and Chong pangyi waved.
"Yes, it is." Pang Yi's face was not very good. He looked at Meiya's smiling face and hurriedly parted his eyes. At the same time, he grabbed Gu Changlin's basket. "Sir, I'll take it."
"Is there anything to eat at home?" Meiya asks pangyi.
"Yes," Pang Yi nodded, speeding up his pace and running outward. "His subordinates are going to prepare the carriage first."
"How can this kid burn his ass?" Gu Changlin looks at pangyi's back and smiles and shakes his head.
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Meiya has been doing farm work all day. Her clothes can't be clean naturally. The soil all over her body and the mud on her shoes. After seeing off grandma Chen and Chen Qingxuan, Meiya is busy finding pangyi: "pangyi, what about the clothes I asked you to bring for me?"
Pang Yi is stunned. He apologizes to Meiya: "madam, my subordinates are confused and forgot to bring your clothes."
"It's OK. It's the same when I go home to change it. It's so late around now." Meiya is so busy waving her hand, taking the veil and squatting down to clean the mud on her shoes. She looks up and asks pangyi, "what will we eat at home tonight?"
Pang Yi looks at Meiya and then takes back his sight. He whispers: "I told my subordinates to go down to zhenweizhai and buy some food. I'll wait for my wife to go back and have dinner with my husband."
"He is really a good memory, but he mentioned to him that the dishes are really delicious, so he wrote down," Meiya chuckled, then lowered his head, hummed a little song, and continued to polish his shoes, "peach leaves are sharp, willow leaves are covered in the sky. Listen to me carefully, the Ming a gong in his place...... "
Pang Yi looks down at Meiya with a complicated expression. His lips are slightly opened and closed. It's obvious that he wants to say something, but he still hasn't said anything. He just looks at Meiya silently, waits for Meiya to wipe her shoes, and then supports Meiya to the carriage.
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Meiya is in a good mood. Today she has planted the seeds. When they move to another yard in Nanshan, almost all the seeds will germinate. At that time, Zhong Mingwei's legs and feet will surely recover a little better. At that time, she will take him to the field for a walk. His birth status, naturally, has never been to the ground, which must be rare.
Meiya thought about the swing in the other courtyard of Nanshan Mountain, and the happy dress that was just two inches short of completion. She couldn't help but smile and bend her eyes.
"What are you laughing at?" Meiya has been laughing all the way. Gu Changlin can't help asking.
"I'm thinking, today's beans are all mixed up. When the beans are ripe, we'll just gather them together regardless. When the time comes, we'll see heaven and earth cook eight treasure porridge to drink." Meiya chuckles to Gu Changlin and reaches out to Shan Gu Changlin's sleeve. "Today's Mr. Lao Lei. He's got this soil."
"And me? You don't think you're a moron, do you? ' Gu Changlin pointed to Meiya's face with a smile and joked, "I've been in Ninggu pagoda for a long time, and I'm more like a little village girl who doesn't pay attention."
"Sir!" Meiya doesn't like it, mumbles and stares at Gu Changlin. "You make fun of me again."
"Ha ha! If you don't make fun of it, don't make fun of it, "Gu Changlin laughed and clapped Meiya's hand." but then again, Mingwei has made up his mind to be a village husband, so it's not a grievance for you to be a village girl. "
"That's right." Meiya blushed and whispered, laughing again.
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