Zhong Mingwei pursed his slightly dry lips. He didn't know where to look. He was about to turn off the topic. As a result, Meiya stared at him again. Looking at Meiya's serious face, Zhong Mingwei felt uneasy. He said in a small voice, "you don't need to be serious to learn this book."
Meiya is not clear: "ah? What do you mean? "
"Here..." Zhong Mingwei is really hard to say. He lowers his head and sips his tea. He says with mixed words, "it's not a serious book."
"Ah? What do you say? " Meiya frowned and asked, "I didn't hear you clearly. Say it again."
Zhong Mingwei has never been so embarrassed before. He looks at Meiya's more serious face, only to hate that he can't escape from under her eyes. When he is in trouble, he sees a figure passing by the window. Zhong Mingwei is so busy that he stands up: "who is it?"
"Ye, it's me," Pang Yi walked into the study and watched Zhong Mingwei suddenly tuck a book on the desk into his pocket with a thunderbolt. The action was so fast that even pangyi, a martial arts expert, was dizzy. He asked Zhong Mingwei curiously, "Ye, what book are you hiding?"
Meiya looks up at pangyi: "Oh, it's Jin..."
"What kind of books do you want to manage?" The next second, Zhong Mingwei abruptly cut off Meiya's words, while raising his eyebrows and staring at pangyi fiercely, he continued to roar, "you can bear it now. You don't knock when you enter the room. Don't knock. You can cough even if you don't!"
Meiya looks at Zhong Mingwei who is spitting: "..."
She is also roaring in her heart. How can I listen to him? It seems that they are doing something shameful?! Aren't they doing serious things? Is there anything more serious in the world than teaching and learning to write?!
Pang Yi seems to understand something. He is so busy that he bows and says with a smile: "yes, my subordinates are wrong. Next time I go to the backyard, I will shout three times in the front yard first. Can you see that?"
Zhong Mingwei has a convulsion on the corner of his mouth Come on! "
"Cough, Pang Yi, what's the matter?" Meiya can't hear any more. She is too busy to change the topic.
"Oh, that's right. The magistrate has come and is waiting in the front yard," Pang Yi said hurriedly. "Sir, hurry up."
"I see," Zhong Mingwei nodded, took a step out, and then abruptly took back his feet, while to Pang Yidao, "you go first, I'll go."
Pang Yi looks at Zhong Mingwei and is curious about what Zhong Mingwei is grinding, but he doesn't dare to ask, so he goes to the front yard first.
"Hurry up! When the magistrate comes in person, he must have something important to do with you. You've been grinding away... " Meiya keeps urging Zhong Mingwei to get up and go out, but instead of going to the front yard, she enters the bedroom. Meiya is so busy that she chases up, "what's the matter with you? Hurry to the front yard Hello, Hello, what are you doing with the quilt? Who allowed you to go to the Kang? "
"It's not on the Kang," explained Zhong Mingwei, a little embarrassed. He took the book out of his arms and pressed it under the pillow. When he looked back, his cheek was a little red. He looked at Meiya with a little embarrassment. "Don't you want to learn this book very much? Then I'll teach you well in the evening. "
"I see! got it! You hurry to the front yard. " At the moment, Meiya pushes him out of the room.
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The front yard.
Fang Zuotang looked at Zhong Mingwei and Meiya, and they came out of the crescent gate. He was so busy that he got up to welcome them: "my Lord, my lady."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Fang," Zhong Mingwei went to the front and sat down before and after them. Pangyi made the tea and brought it up. Zhong Mingwei took a sip of the tea and asked Fang Zuotang, "I don't know what happened to Mr. Fang's coming to my humble home today?"
"Yes, I have something to discuss with you." Fang Zuotang put down his tea cup and looked at the beautiful bud sitting beside Zhong Mingwei. His face was speechless.
Meiya knows what must be important. She knows that it may be inconvenient for her to sit here. At the moment, she will get up and go back to the backyard to avoid it. Then Zhong Mingwei holds her hand. She is surprised. She listens to Zhong Mingwei and Fang Zuotang: "there is no outsider here. Let's be frank if you have something to say."