Chapter 489

"Mr. Gu, I'm wrong! I'm wrong! " As soon as he spoke, Pang Yi realized that he had lost his words. Can Zhong Mingwei blame Gu Changlin for his poisoning? Besides fortune telling, it's even less surprising that Gu Changlin is in a hurry. Today, pangyi has to bow to Gu Changlin and apologize. "Don't be angry, Mr. Gu. Just let me fart if I don't say anything."

Gu Changlin's mouth was twitching: " Then you're smoking me. "

Pang Yi: "..."

Gu Changlin gave Pang Yi a bad look and looked back at him. Then he asked Pang Yi in a low voice, "why haven't you seen a shadow these days?"

"I'm ordered to follow my wife in secret," Pang Yi said uneasily, lowering his voice. "I'm afraid my wife won't think about it."

"Well, it's better to drive people away by myself. I'm worried again." Gu Changlin didn't have a good temper and went down the mountain with his sleeve swung.

"Where are you going, sir?" Pang Yi is too busy to catch up.

"Go drink two cups and have a full meal by the way," sighed Gu Changlin. "Since the girl left, I haven't had a solid meal for the old man for several days."

Yes, Meiya is not at home. There are three big men with big eyes and small eyes left. None of them can cook. These days, it's really bad.

"Oh, you should go early and return early," Pang Yi nodded, adding, "Sir, don't you drop in and bring me some lotus seeds or coolies?"

"He was so angry that he could not go even after drinking all the lotus seeds and drudgery under the sky." Gu Changlin went down the mountain with a cold hum.

Pang Yi sighs softly, pauses, and then enters the door.

When pangyi entered the bedroom, Zhong Mingwei was lying on the Kang with his back to him, staring at the hole in the window. He didn't know what the hole looked like, so he stared straight, his eyes were lost.

"Sir." Pang Yi walked to the Kang and gave a gentle call.

"And she?" Zhong Mingwei did not move, still lying like this, his eyes staring at the hole directly, "how is she today? Or do you work in the field without talking? "

"No," said Pang Yi. He looked at Zhong Mingwei's disheveled hair. When he spoke again, his voice dropped a lot. "Madame got up early this morning and came to the great lake with Mr. Chen to pick reed leaves."

"Reed leaves?" Zhong Mingwei blinked and murmured.

"Tomorrow is Dragon Boat Festival, sir." Pang Yi whispered a reminder.

"Yes, it's Dragon Boat Festival tomorrow." Zhong Mingwei said softly, holding his lips gently.

Last year, today, for the first time in his life, he ate a big steamed bun with pork and shepherd's purse stuffing. He really never had such a delicious steamed bun. It was obviously hot to death. It was obviously not delicate at all. But he could not stop eating one by one. Later, he burned his mouth. That feeling was similar to now. The whole mouth was burning with pain , but the mood is different.

He remembered at that time, the girl said stupidly that it was the Dragon Boat Festival, but they didn't eat zongzi. Instead, they ate baozi, which was really stupid.

He didn't think it was stupid, but he was eating big stuffed buns while he was still thinking about zongzi. At that time, he and Meiya had not known each other for a long time, so he was embarrassed to ask her for food and drink. Besides, how could a big man open his mouth to a teenage girl?

Later, they became more and more familiar, and Meiya gradually became the most important person in his life. He gradually put forward various requirements to her with a thick face, but after the season of eating zongzi, he felt a little regretful. He only thought that next year, Meiya would surely coax Meiya to pack more zongzi for him.

Now it's Dragon Boat Festival, and it's time to eat zongzi. But now, the person who accompanies her is no longer him, and the zongzi made by omnipotent and skillful hands is no longer for him.

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"Ye," Pang Yi looked at Zhong Mingwei's back head, his lips trembled for a long time, but he said the bottom of his heart, "Ye, if you regret it, I'll go and get your wife back, ye, even if you have I have a disease, but my wife will never give up. Don't you... "

"You go down," Zhong Ming Wei cut off Pang Yi's topic and closed his eyes wearily. "I'm tired."