"Husband~Jun~"

Meng Zhiyi held his throat, dragged out the tail tone, and shouted so that Lu Nanfeng shivered. Chinese Net

"People want to kill you, where have you been?"

Meng Zhiyi squeezed his eyes at Lu Nanfeng.

Lu Nanfeng forcibly pulled his sleeve back from Meng Zhiyi's hands.

"Miss, I went fishing with Chen Pojiao, can you talk well?"

"I can't." Meng Zhiyi bent the corners of his lips, extremely proud.

Hmph, fight with Miss Ben, you are still tender.

Lu Nanfeng looked scared, "This fish is good, I'll go and let the kitchen stew soup."

"Don't come here."

While walking, he didn't forget to stop Meng Zhiyi from following him.

"Husband, thank you for making fish soup for me personally."

Meng Zhiyi smiled and waved at him, looking reluctant.

After Lu Nanfeng left, she wrinkled her nose, grinded her teeth and said in her heart: Kick your nose on your face. Look at Miss Ben gave you a good face, right, you dare to dislike me for being fat!

What Meng Zhiyi didn't expect was that Lu Nanfeng had been busy in the back kitchen for a long time.

Evening.

When he washed his hands with Meng Zhiyi on the winter solstice, he almost didn't praise Lu Nanfeng to the sky.

"Girl, you smell that soup here, right? I heard that the boiled white flowers are delicious."

Meng Zhiyi sighed, what kind of soup can't my professional chefs make?

Winter Solstice said, "Uncle also made poached eggs and put them in it, and I have been stewing them, saying that the fish bones can be stewed and softened, so it is best to drink."

"Isn't it poisonous?"

Dong Zhi looked at Meng Zhiyi in shock, "Girl, how can you think of your uncle so much? Don't you see them say how serious your uncle is, he did the whole process himself, you tell me how many men can go to the stove."

"He must have worked hard to drink it himself."

Dong Solstice argued again, "That can't be, it's definitely for the girl to drink, and then the uncle told the little maid that the water chestnut will be cooked and then given to you to eat."

Meng Zhiyi was disgusted, "How do you eat cooked water chestnuts?"

Dong Solstice thought about it for a while, and nodded sympathetically, "Cooked water chestnuts are really not delicious."

"Girl, do you want dinner now?"

The voice of a little maid came from outside.

The winter solstice came back first, "Whatever you want, the girls are hungry."

I think you're hungry!

Meng Zhiyi glanced at the winter solstice, and the latter stuck out his tongue mischievously.

Meng Zhiyi wiped his hands and walked to the study with the winter solstice.

From a distance, I saw that Lu Nanfeng was already sitting at the table, and the next person was serving food.

On the red lacquered wood tabletop, in addition to some delicate and small plates, there was also a dark brown jar.

The further you go to the study, the more intense the aroma of the fish soup becomes.

Meng Zhiyi was indeed a little hungry.

She lifted the corner of her skirt and was about to go in, saying that even if Lu Nanfeng didn't give her a drink, she would taste this fish soup.

Who knows, outside Zheng Escort came over.

"Miss, the lord called you to the plum garden."

Meng Zhiyi subconsciously glanced at the fish soup, and finally walked to the plum garden without hesitation.

Meiyuan also has food to eat, but Meng Xing is so busy that he doesn't have so much time to wait for himself.

Plum Garden.

When Meng Zhizhi realized it, he saw that Xie was waiting for Meng Xing to wash his hands.

"Daddy."

Meng Zhiyi shouted happily.

Meng Xing nodded, his eyes swept around her cheeks, and then beckoned to her, picked up Meng Mingyue on the ground, and went to the table to sit down together.

Meng Zhiyi had already noticed that Xie's eyes were a little red, thinking that Meng Kun had beaten her, and had already sued Meng Xing.

"Has your second uncle been to see it?"

"I've seen it."

"This time, he did

The injury was very serious, so I went to talk to your grandmother and your second uncle."

Meng Xing paused, observing Meng Zhiyi's expression, and then continued:

"Your second uncle was beaten by the Xu family, the murderer has been caught, and those people confessed. I also showed the confession to your second uncle, and he also said that he would not be deceived by the Xu family again."

Meng Zhiyi continued to listen obediently.

Even if Meng Xing deliberately stopped, waiting for herself to ask something, she just smiled and didn't speak.

Meng Xing sighed, "You have grown so big, even if you always caused trouble before, your mother and I have never been willing to scold you, and now your second uncle has done something to you, and he is vicious to you, and it is normal for you to blame him."

Meng Zhiyi smiled, looking innocent, "I won't blame him for this little thing about beating me."

My purpose is to make the second uncle completely a lazy waste.

Even if he lives a ridiculous life, it is better than him contacting the Xu family and secretly trying to seek her father's position.

This is as a blood relationship, Meng Zhiyi's last kindness to him.

Besides, it wasn't her who did it, although she had such thoughts.

Meng Xing was stunned, he didn't expect Meng Zhiyi to say this.

When he came back, he understood everything that happened in the mansion clearly, and when Meng Kun and the old lady persecuted Meng Zhiyi, he sounded angry.

He kept suppressing his anger, dealing with Meng Kun's beating, and talked with the old lady for a long time.

He knew that the old lady and Meng Kun both thought that they were beating Meng Kun with Zhiyi, and they thought that Zhiyi was holding a grudge against their elders, so he worked day and night to find out the murderer who beat Meng Kun.

After clearing Zhiyi's suspicions, Meng Xing talked to the old lady and Meng Kun about what they did to Meng Zhiyi.

"Zhiyi, I know you have been wronged. Your second uncle won't be like this in the future, and he will reflect on it, even if the old lady doesn't teach him, I promise you that this is the last time."

If Meng Kun hadn't been injured, he wouldn't have stopped.

Meng Zhiyi picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of meat for Meng Xing, "Dad, you have worked hard, it's only been a few days, and you have lost a lot of weight."

Xie Shi also handed over the soup bowl, first to Meng Xing, and then to Meng Zhiyi.

"It's already a busy time, so you can drink more soup to make up for it."

Meng Xing smiled, "Don't worry."

Seeing Meng Xing and Xie Shi's affectionate appearance, Meng Zhiyi couldn't help but be happy.

Meng Zhiyi is no longer worried about the affairs of Kun Yuan.

The Liu family has solved, and the Liu family has also stopped, according to Meng Zhiyi's understanding, even if Meng Kun still has a backbone, he will not easily take the step of rebellion after being so seriously injured this time.

Life in Meng Province will be more peaceful.

Zhiyi-in.

When Meng Zhiyi came back with the lamp, it was already a little late, and the light was still on in the study.

Seeing Meng Zhiyi, a little maid hurriedly walked over, "Miss, do you want to drink some soup?"

Meng Zhiyi raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

The little maid glanced at the study and lowered her voice, "Uncle let the fish soup warm on the stove, although I didn't say much, but I must be waiting for the eldest lady."

After finishing speaking, the little maid glanced at each other with the winter solstice, and laughed inexplicably.

Meng Zhiyi: "........"

Meng Zhiyi ate a lot with Meng Xing tonight, and drank two glasses of wine, which would be not hungry at all.

But I didn't feel sleepy at all.

Then have some fun.

Meng Zhiyi walked to the study, and sure enough, he saw Lu Nanfeng sitting in front of the window and carving wood seriously.

When he walked in, he didn't react at all.

Meng Zhiyi sat directly opposite Lu Nanfeng, holding his slightly red cheeks, his moist eyes shining, and only pretending to be Lu Nanfeng.

"Husband, do you know? The moon is beautiful tonight."

Lu Nanfeng lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, "Meng Zhiyi, are you drunk?"

Meng Zhiyi

His eyes rolled, and it was just two glasses of wine, but he wasn't drunk, "yes, I'm not drunk."

She suddenly remembered Lu Nanfeng's actions on the carriage last time.

Meng Zhiyi laughed evilly and lay on the table, his delicate face only a palm away from Lu Nanfeng.

Lu Nanfeng raised his eyes and looked at Meng Zhiyi fixedly, not dodging or dodging.

At this time, the winter solstice hooked his head and walked in with fish soup with a smile.

She put down the fish soup and hurriedly walked out, not forgetting to close the door.

The tip of Meng Zhiyi's upturned nose wrinkled, "Lu Nanfeng, have you drunk the fish soup?"

"Nope."

Lu Nanfeng gently spit out the words.

"Yes, yes, I want to try it."

"Hmm."

Meng Zhiyi didn't move, and gestured to Lu Nanfeng with his eyes.

Lu Nanfeng frowned lightly, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he pulled the corners of his lips lightly, and reached out to hold the soup bowl in his hand.

"You want me to feed it?" He asked in a somewhat flirtatious tone.

Meng Zhiyi nodded.

"Sit down, then."

Meng Zhiyi pouted, "I can't reach it."

Lu Nanfeng looked around her face, lowered his head and scooped the fish soup, and slowly handed it to Meng Zhiyi's lips.

Softly reminded, "Be careful of burning."

Meng Zhiyi's pupils dilated slightly, but she quickly suppressed the surprise.

She was just teasing Lu Nanfeng, because she felt that it was impossible for Lu Nanfeng to condescend to feed herself personally.

I never thought he was so easy to talk to.

There is no merit, and I don't know what he is going to try.

This soup is all in his mouth, so Meng Zhiyi can't drink it, and if he doesn't drink it, he will reveal the filling again.

Lu Nanfeng also insisted, his hand kept being raised, and his calm gaze engraved Meng Zhiyi's expression in his eyes, and he didn't urge her.

The two seem to be engaged in another silent battle.

Meng Zhiyi opened his red lips and made a final struggle, "Husband, you haven't blown it, what if you get hot?"

When the words fell, Lu Nanfeng blew on the spoon, "Okay, it's not hot."

Meng Zhiyi: "........"

She had no choice but to sip the milky white fish soup into her mouth, worried in her heart, is it poisonous? The girl on the winter solstice should be listening to the corner outside, right? I'm going to be poisoned, so the stupid girl will notice it, right?

As soon as I carefully swallowed the fish soup, there was another spoon on the corner of my lips.

"I ......."

Lu Nanfeng asked, "Have you tasted anything?"

Truth be told, she didn't taste it.

Meng Zhiyi took another sip, this time without so much defense, and turned the fish soup back and forth in his mouth, and then swallowed it.

"It's delicious."

I added another sentence in my heart: It's really good.

Lu Nanfeng didn't say much, and fed Meng Zhiyi spoonful after spoonful.

He seems to have his hands on such a thing, and he doesn't feel how strange this behavior is, how inconsistent it is with his personality.