Du Mei entered Murong Xi's room, he was lying on the bed reading the capital tabloid, and when he saw Du Mei coming, he hurriedly stuffed the tabloid under the pillow, Du Mei wrinkled his nose, looked away and pretended not to see it.

The tabloid, Du Mei has seen it, and last time in order to save Niu Hei, she almost believed the news in the tabloid, causing her to cry in vain. Moreover, there are more glamorous scandals and gossip in the tabloids. Du Mei saw that Murong Xi looked flustered, she must have seen something unsightly, and she despised him in her heart.

"Today, you're early, I'll sit and change your dressing." Murong Xi rolled over and got up, shirtless, wearing moon-white obscene pants underneath.

Hearing him say this, Du Mei was even more sure that what he was looking at just now was not a serious thing, and she didn't say anything, just lowered her eyes and stirred the ointment.

"Why don't you talk after taking dumb medicine?" How did Murong Xi know that she thought of him crookedly, so he just looked down at her.

"Hurry up and sit down, and then scream and scream." Du Mei raised his eyebrows lightly and said.

"Your uncle's ointment really lives up to its reputation, and it only took two days to get better." Murong Xi did not doubt him, straddled reflexively, and rested his chin on the back of the chair.

Du Mei peeled off the cotton yarn, washed off the ointment on the wound, carefully examined the wound, and reached out to touch it lightly, and found that most of the wound had scabbed and healed.

Murong Xi was naked on the back of the chair, he was not a particularly strong man, his back did not have abnormally full muscles, he could only be regarded as well-proportioned, and he could even be described as slender.

Only his skin is delicate and fair, he can be broken by blowing, and he is also born with picturesque eyebrows, which is better than ordinary girls, and I don't know how many boudoir women have fallen for him, so he has a full grasp of his appearance.

He felt Du Mei's little hand pressing here and there on his back, and he couldn't help but feel joy in his heart.

"Ahem, you took advantage of me, but you're responsible!" Murong Xi straightened his back, and his voice was inexplicably hoarse.

"What do you have for me?" Du Mei examined the wound and began to take medicine, she couldn't figure out what advantage she could take advantage of the injury as a doctor, not to mention, she had come to the door several times, and this guy didn't give her a single consultation fee.

"I've been touched by you!" Murong Xi didn't expect Du Mei to be completely unenlightened, he choked for a long time and burst out a sentence.

"Oh, it's really unpleasant to touch your ribs and touch your hands." When Du Mei saw that he was able to get up, he wrapped the cotton yarn around his chest and tied a knot. When she said this, she deliberately glanced at his ribs, as if she was really disgusted.

The tiger is not powerful, when she is a sick cat. Du Mei followed Zhong Yu to see a doctor and consult, and she saw a lot of major illnesses and minor injuries, and she would not be as red and hot as when she bandaged Chu Lin. In her eyes, injuries are both male and female, and she is just a serious and cautious doctor, not a shallow-faced girl.

"You...... You ......" Murong Xi was really angry, he had always been held by the stars and the moon, but Du Mei looked down on him and didn't buy his account.

"What? Now that you've healed, should you pay me for the consultation? Seeing that he was annoyed, Du Mei extended his hand to him even more.

"Nope!" Murong Xi rolled his eyes.

"Then I'll ask Uncle Yang." Du Mei cleaned up the cotton yarn on the table, raised his feet and walked out.

"Don't go, you said you would eat with me." Murong Xi saw that she was leaving, and immediately stopped her.

"I didn't promise you yesterday, I can tell you, don't eat indiscriminately, beware of repeated wounds." Du Mei frowned and warned.

"I've been eating lightly these days, and if you want to eat a good meal today, you can accompany me." Murong Xi winked at Du Mei, his fox eyes were enough to charm all beings. When he saw that the hard one was not good, he came to the soft one, anyway, the big husband could bend and stretch.

"It's the mid-year festival of the seventh month, how can I eat and drink here with you?" Du Mei's expression was gloomy.

Murong Xi was really stupid at this time, annoyed that he didn't choose the right day, the situation of Du Mei's family, not to mention her father, even the relatives who were on the side of her family, and the relatives who turned the corners in the song, he could find out clearly. Only her mother, as if she appeared out of thin air, didn't find any relatives, but it doesn't matter, there will be time to investigate slowly in the future.

"Okay, okay, can you have some pastries with me?" Murong Xi put away his nonsense and said cautiously.

"I can only stay for a while, Brother Shu is still waiting for me." Du Mei had dealt with Murong Xi several times, almost every time he was saving her, although she didn't look down on some of his behaviors, she also knew that he had no ill will towards her.

"Is Brother Shu important to you?" Murong Xi brought over the six plates of dim sum on the other table, and made a new pot of jasmine tea.

"yes, I don't need him in my house." Du Mei took a shallow sip of tea, a fragrant floral fragrance.

"So, he's your family?" When Murong Xi said this, his heart was sour.

"Of course, I've always treated him like my own brother." Du Mei pinched a piece of walnut crisp and took a bite.

"My brother? Hello brother, haha. Hearing this, Murong Xi suddenly felt that the snow was sunny and he was in a good mood.

"What's the matter with you?" Du Mei gave him a strange look.

"Eat this, this is delicious." Murong Xi diligently gave each snack to Du Mei with silver chopsticks.

"Enough is enough, I've eaten everything, it's time for me to go." Du Mei took another sip of tea and got up to take his leave.

"Which one do you like to eat, I'll pack some for you, you can't buy it outside." Murong Xi took out a piece of oiled paper out of nowhere.

"Then wrap some chestnut cake and give Brother Shu a taste." Du Mei knew Murong Xi's temper, and he didn't shirk it, and poured half of the dish by himself.

"When are you coming again?" Murong Xi asked reluctantly.

"Don't wait for me, I only come to deliver duck eggs once every five days, and by then, you've already been fine." Du Mei took the oil paper bag and left with a smile.

"You still owe me food, I'll get it back at any time!" Murong Xi raised his voice at Du Mei's back, his eyes slightly reddened.

"Got it." Du Mei didn't look back, only raised his hand and shook it.

"You little conscienceless! When you are full, you leave, and you don't look back at me. Murong Xi held on to the door frame, stunned.

Du Mei went out of the gate, and Yang Bo was waiting for her in the carriage. She glanced back, only to see the word bamboo garden written on the gate, and when she looked around, she saw that the house was hidden in the bamboo forest with deep greenery, but she didn't know if it was the previous garden.

Du Mei got off the carriage on South Street and said goodbye to Uncle Yang. She walked into the old ginger's spice shop, because it was a meal, there were no customers at this time, and the old ginger was closing his eyes behind the counter and pretending to sleep.

"What do you want to buy?" Dume's footsteps woke him up.

"I want to buy two jars of soju." Du Mei said, pointing to the wine jar in the corner.

"Two altars? That's five liters and one altar! Old Jiang Tou suspected that he had misheard, and asked again.

"Yes, two altars." Du Mei nodded.

"Miss Du is really filial, your father is very good at drinking?" The old ginger took the jar out and found a cloth to wipe the dust on it.

"My dad...... He's gone, and I bought these just to make food. "Du Mei hasn't advanced his father in front of outsiders for a long time, but today he said it twice in a row.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I told you sad." The old ginger head shook again and again and apologized.

"It's okay, my dad is a good person, and there's nothing I can't say." Du Mei held back the heat~ swelling in his eyes and said softly.

"I wonder what kind of food Miss Du is going to make?" Old Jiang Tou diverted the topic and asked.

"It's hard to say now, if I do it, I won't have to trouble the shopkeeper Jiang." Du Mei said slightly at the corner of his eyes.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, there is no one next to the little old man, there are still a few regular customers." Old Jiang Tou is a shrewd person, although Du Mei didn't say what kind of food he ate, but as long as it is sold through his shop, his profit is always indispensable.

"Meizi, you're in a hurry." Du Shu walked in sweating profusely.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I just chose the wine and chatted with the shopkeeper Jiang." Du Mei took the handkerchief and gave it to him. Du Shu was afraid of getting dirty, so he just wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve.

"I have the money you gave me in my pocket." Du Shu hurriedly paid the money, and the old Jiang Tou hugged a jar of soju and put it on the ox cart.

"How do you buy so many cages and clamps?" Old Jiang asked suspiciously.

"The rice in the fields is almost ripe, and I will prevent the wild boars and badgers from the mountains from ruining it." Du Shu said in a muffled voice.

"Little brother, if you catch game, you can send it to me, the price is negotiable." Old Jiang Tou heard Du Shu say this, and said with a happy face.

"I'm just scaring them, I don't know if I'll catch them." Du Shu glanced at Du Mei and muttered.

"Whatever you catch, I'll take it. To tell you the truth, I have an old friend who runs a game restaurant, and recently the countryside has been hit by a locust plague, and even the game has been reduced. The old ginger shook his head and said.

"Well, if we have it, we'll send it to you." Du Mei smiled and agreed.

Du Mei and Du Shu each ate bowls of noodles at the street corner food stall, and she gave Du Shu chestnut cake to eat, and after eating and drinking, she drove the ox cart back to Sheshan Town.

Because today is the Midyear Festival, the grain shop closed early after noon. When Du Mei and the four returned to Dujiagou, there were already people who began to burn paper money for sacrifices, and the air was filled with a strong smell of fireworks and a touch of sadness.

All three of them returned home, and Du Mei drove the ox cart alone. Before she arrived at the courtyard, she saw Xie standing in the corner of the third room, her stomach was so strong that she couldn't see the instep. At this time, she was holding her waist with one hand, and the other hand was familiarly resting on the shoulder of Ma Rong, who was squatting on the ground and burning paper money.

Du Mei opened his eyes, raised the wicker, and the heifer sprinted two steps and went home.

Xie Shi didn't expect Du Mei to come back at this time, and when she reacted and withdrew her hand, Du Mei had already dodged into the courtyard.

"This damn girl, what do you do without anyone knowing!" Xie Shi was a little frightened and scolded fiercely.

"She's a girl who hasn't been out of the cabinet, what big waves can she make!" Ma Rong lowered his head and burned the paper and said indifferently.

"I'm just afraid that she will talk nonsense in front of Sanjin." Xie said worriedly.