Envy

Meng Xi went back to her room and took a nap, and did not go downstairs to eat in the evening.

Huo Zhi was taken back to the yamen by the officials, beat forty slaps, and walked back to the inn in a daze.The hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, his eyes were red, and his lips were dry and pale.His expression was a little distressed, his brows were frowned, and his eyes were watery.

His footsteps were vain, and he almost fell at the door of the inn, holding onto the door frame.The three of them were eating, Xue Ye and Meng Tou immediately dropped their chopsticks and ran to him.

Xue Ye took Huo Zhi's right arm and said, "What's wrong with each of them, you're like this, what happened?"

Huo Zhi seemed to remember something suddenly, and murmured: "That painting..." He broke away from Xue Ye's hand, walked towards the door, and Meng Tou signaled Xue Ye to stop him.

Xue Ye grabbed his arm and pulled him back: "Don't worry about the painting, eat first, the most important thing is to eat."

Huo Zhi still walked forward regardless, he said: "No, I have to go and have a look."

"When Meng Xi came back just now, she was holding a scroll of paintings in her hand. She probably knew it was important to you and bought it for you." Meng Tou approached him, clapped his right hand on his shoulder, and said softly, "You Take it easy, it's okay, let's have dinner first."

Huo Zhi nodded, and finally returned to the table safely to have a meal.Xue Ye hesitated to speak, and wanted to ask what happened over and over again, but was stopped by Meng Tou's eyes.Meng Tou also kicked him under the table.

He suffocated it back.

The meal was boring, Meng Xi didn't make some witty remarks, Tou Geer didn't let him ask questions, the few people were silent, like dumb.Speaking of the mute, he noticed that Fei Yu on the opposite side was especially stable and quiet, both in his demeanor and sitting posture, he was very much like Yan Zhaohan.In other words, his every move is very similar to Yan Zhaohan.

Yan Zhaohan sits in an extremely upright posture. When eating, he holds the chopsticks in his right hand and wraps his left hand around the drooping sleeve of his right hand. After the meal, just sit quietly in the seat, and wait until all the people present have used up before leaving the table.This is the upbringing of the Yan family.Even a lawless young lady like Yan Miao is polite in front of others.

Xue Ye felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.It seems that it is reasonable for Yan Shaojun to be restrained, but Fei Yu's restraint makes him feel awkward.This feeling was like sitting across from the second Yan Shaojun.They still look so similar.

Meng Tou added food to Fei Yu, as naturally as a gentleman adding food to his wife's bowl.He was afraid that he had found a new love and forgot his old love.Meng Xi also said that her brother was infatuated.Infatuated ghost.

Xue Ye felt a little uncomfortable, bit his chopsticks, and said deliberately: "Hey, Shaojun seems to like this fried radish."

Meng Tou glanced at him, and said, "You're talking nonsense. He is picky eater in private, and he doesn't eat radishes. What he likes is fried asparagus." Then he held Fei Yu's chopsticks, and said gently, "Eat more."

Xue Ye: "..."

He couldn't understand Meng Tou, and he couldn't eat the meal anymore, so he dropped his chopsticks and said, "I can't eat this meal, I'll go and see Erqi." ran upstairs.However, not long after, he ran downstairs again "thump thump thump" and came to Meng Tou and said, "Erqi is gone."

Huo Zhi was startled, put down his chopsticks and stood up: "She..."

Meng Tou was still sitting calmly, beckoning him to sit down, and said in relief, "We'll be sitting here all afternoon today. Where can she go? She must be upstairs at the moment, hiding in a corner thinking about something. It's okay, just don't bother her."

Xue Ye really felt that Meng Tou was a particularly forgiving elder brother.

After dinner, the generous Meng Tou asked Xiao Er for a bowl of egg porridge and a plate of braised pork slices, and took them to find Meng Xi.He turned around on the second floor, but couldn't find his sister, and then climbed to the roof of the inn.

It's a bit chilly.Meng Xi sat alone, with his arms around his knees, and turned to look at him: "Brother."

"I brought you a bowl of porridge, eat as much as you want. Only when you are full can you feel sad." Meng Tou put the plate next to her, and sat down on the other side of her, "Tell third brother, what happened today What's the matter with you, what's the matter with Huo Zhi, what's the matter with you and Huo Zhi."

Meng Xi picked up the hot porridge, held it in the palm of his hand, lowered his eyes and said, "I can't tell, I don't want to. Brother, you talk a lot."

"Hey, you actually dislike your brother's talkativeness." Meng Tou chuckled, "Let me guess, is it because the painting you brought back is so eloquent?"

After a long time, Meng Xi nodded and stroked the crack of the porcelain bowl with her thumb: "Brother, do you want to say, 'Why are you fighting with a dead man'?"

She lowered her head, her eyes were already blurred, she secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers, but the tears couldn't stop, fell down and landed on the back of her hand.She choked up and said, "I also know that I shouldn't argue with a dead person, I'm just a little sad..."

Meng Tou hugged his sister's shoulder distressedly, and let her lean on his shoulder: "Don't you see clearly, don't you understand everything? You also said that you can stay with Huo Zhi, and you have already It's not easy..."

Meng Xi grabbed Meng Tou's blouse and wept depressively: "I'm just sad, brother, he only has good words in his heart, he will remember her, even if he dies...you don't know, what is the meaning of the painting he saw today? How angry, he hit the painting seller. I have never seen him so impulsive."

She wet his shoulders from crying, her mind was in chaos, her fingers tightly clutched Meng Tou's clothes, and after a while, she let go.She finally couldn't control it, and cried out like a wounded little animal.

He had never seen Meng Xi so sad.In his memory, Meng Xi was always smiling.He tried to comfort her, and patted her on the back: "If he forgets Yan Miao, he will be a lover. Er Qi, you know how difficult it is to forget. You should also give Take some time for him. A lifetime is still long, and you will always walk into his heart."

Meng Xi was tired from crying, so she sat back, wiped away the tears from her red and swollen eyes, picked up the bowl of egg porridge, and ate it spoonful by spoonful.She said nasally, "It's delicious."

Meng Tou laughed dumbfounded: "Are you all right so soon?"

"Brother, you are right. Only when you are full can you feel strong and sad."

Meng Tou tucked her tear-wet hair behind her ears: "Is your hairpin for selling paintings?"

She nodded while eating porridge, and said, "On the long street leading to the medical center, that man sells calligraphy and paintings, and his face is full of pockmarks. I had no money with me at the time, so I gave him the hairpin."

Meng Tou said, "Third brother will bring it back for you tomorrow morning."

"Thank you third brother, I knew you would go and help me change it back." Meng Xi still had tears on her face, but smiled with her eyes bent, "I feel much better."

She scooped up the last bit of porridge from the bottom of the bowl with a spoon: "By the way, third brother, you can help me send that painting to him later. I don't want to see him, and I don't want to talk to him...Brother , not enough to eat, I want another bowl."